Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

Su Lan and the old man surnamed Zhong beside her looked at each other, and then turned to introduce to everyone: "This is Mr. Zhong, I believe everyone present should know him."

After a slight pause, she scanned the crowd, especially when she saw Zuo Feng, a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth. Zuo Feng understood that this was because he did not know this old man, and other people besides himself seemed to know the origin of this old man very well, and it can be seen that he has a high status in the entire empire.

The city lord, who had always been cold and arrogant, was also respectful at this time, and even a little terrified. Yao Zhen was smiling now, and he went over to chat with the old man while Su Lan was talking.

Su Lan spoke again: "This time, the selection of medicine boys will be hosted by a very respected person in the empire, and the competition in each county city will be hosted by Elder Zhong. If you can show your talents in tonight's competition, you will definitely leave a good impression on Elder Zhong, so I hope everyone can perform well.

Tonight's competition will also be hosted by Elder Zhong, so everyone believes that no one will be able to tamper with the competition tonight."

Although Zuo Feng didn't quite understand why Su Lan said so, it was obvious that many young people around him were convinced.

This Elder Zhong is actually a very special existence in the Xuanwu Empire. He does not belong to any force or any family. Although he himself has his own power, he does not lean towards any party. If you have to say that he is closer, it is to be closer to the current emperor of the empire.

But this is only in comparison. He will not actually help the emperor to suppress various families and forces, and of course he will not side with any force or family to oppose the empire.

The power of this old man surnamed Zhong also has its own very special nature. He runs trading houses and auctions. Trading houses are spread across many main cities in the Xuanwu Empire, and auctions are also held in these trading houses. Moreover, each auction has a great influence, and even people from other empires will come from afar to participate.

Therefore, this old man surnamed Zhong has a special name, called "Duobao Zhong Lao".

Su Lan naturally would not introduce this old man Zhong more, because only Zuo Feng, the person he disliked the most, was present and did not know this Duobao Zhong Lao.

He spoke again slowly: "Tonight, Elder Zhong is not only a fair person, but also the first competition is hosted by Elder Zhong. And the topic of this first competition is also proposed by Elder Zhong. I believe that everyone should have heard of Elder Zhong's fairness, so I will not say any more nonsense."

"The following is the competition prepared by Elder Zhong for you. The questions are in these boxes. As long as you can identify the items in the box, you will naturally become the winner. If you can't answer, you will naturally be eliminated. The items placed in these boxes are all from Elder Zhong's trading house."

The old man surnamed Zhong smiled, took a few steps forward and said: "Everyone present is the backbone of the future Xuanwu Empire. I am very happy to have the honor to meet you here.

Originally, I, an old man, dare not interfere in this important matter, but Marshal Su Lan found me, so I took advantage of my seniority to host this first competition."

The old man couldn't help but smile bitterly when he said this, as if he had some other ideas about this competition. But in the end, he shook his head and pointed to the first box on his left.

A warrior standing nearby quickly took a few steps forward and opened the box. Not only was the box heavy, but the lid was also quite heavy, and there was a huge friction sound when it was opened.

When the lid was opened, everyone below looked at the huge box with some expectation, but because the box was placed on the top of the steps, everyone could not see clearly what was placed in the box.

The old man surnamed Zhong smiled and bent down, and took out an item similar to a crystal core from the box. The crystal core looked crystal clear, and there seemed to be a trace of luster flowing slightly on the surface, as if swimming on the surface.

The old man held the jade bottle in his hand, shook it gently, and then said: "Don't be scheming, because the rule is that you don't need to fight for it. Just raise your hand and say what the item in the bottle is. Of course, if you don't know it, you can remain silent and wait to see if you know the next item."

When the old man's voice just fell, someone in the crowd reacted quickly and raised his hand. The old man surnamed Zhong turned his eyes and looked at the person who raised his hand, and nodded slightly to indicate that he should answer.

At this time, everyone turned to look at the person who raised his hand. Zuo Feng still knew this person. It was the painter who invited him here.

The seventh young man looked very proud. He smiled at the young men around him and answered: "This is a beast core, and it is a water-attributed beast core. Although water-attributed beast cores are extremely rare, it is normal for it to appear in the hands of old Zhong."

The old man surnamed Zhong still had a smile on his face. He looked deeply at the painter, then nodded and pointed to the side of the hall.

Hua Qi made a very clever fist and walked to the side. At this time, he left the crowd and came to the corner next to the hall. Obviously, leaving the crowd means that he has won here.

Zuo Feng saw that Hua Qigongzi walked to the corner and immediately turned his head to show him a smug smile. No matter how you look at this smile, there is a hint of provocation in it.

The old man surnamed Zhong spoke again, attracting the attention of Zuo Feng and everyone.

"I think everyone has seen that this young friend's choice is very smart. If you encounter an item you know, you should answer it quickly, because the items that appear later may not be what you know.

There are nineteen people present, which means that I will take out a total of nineteen items. When I put the nineteenth item back, those who did not stand over will lose the final qualification. I hope everyone understands this rule."

As he said, the old man surnamed Zhong did not forget to point in the direction of Hua Qigongzi by the wall.

Zuo Feng heard the question raised by the old man clearly, but he kept frowning, and when Hua Qi finished answering and walked over, his brows were locked tighter.

After the old man finished speaking, he put the item in his hand on the lid of the box. At this time, the lid of the box was opened and placed flatly like a table. In this way, he would never accidentally take out the items again.

Zuo Feng glanced at the old man and showed a thoughtful expression. Although he had questions, he knew it was not appropriate to say them here, so he could only observe quietly.

The old man did not stop at all, but reached into the box again, and then took out a bottle of liquid medicine. The color of the liquid medicine was as golden as amber, and the light shining into it seemed to refract more light.

At this time, the old man seemed to pause for a moment, as if waiting for the answers of the people around him. But facing the liquid medicine in front of him, the people around him did not answer, but each of them showed a thoughtful look.

When Zuo Feng saw the liquid medicine, he felt a slight light in front of his eyes, but no one around answered, so he chose to remain silent. Although he was quite clear about the rules of this competition, he always felt that this competition seemed a little different from what he imagined.

After pausing for a moment, the old man surnamed Zhong stretched out his hand to pull out the cork of the crystal bottle containing the liquid medicine. The moment the cork was pulled out, a faint fragrance spread out, and three people in the crowd immediately raised their palms almost at the same time.

The three people raised their hands almost in order, but the old man surnamed Zhong's eyes flashed and fell on the person who was slightly behind the three people. The other two were obviously not satisfied, because they all thought they were the first to raise their hands.

But after these two people found that Su Lan and the city lord did not express anything, they could only put their hands down in frustration.

However, Zuo Feng saw all this, because at that moment just now, although the three people raised their hands almost at the same time, it was actually the young man who raised his hands first. The old man surnamed Zhong seemed not to notice, but in fact, he noticed every slight difference between these people.

The only remaining young man who raised his hand was delighted and said, "Old Zhong, what you have in your hand is the legendary soul-restoring liquid, which can enhance the spiritual power itself."

The old man surnamed Zhong remained silent for a moment before he slowly said, "Go over."

The old man's answer made Zuo Feng, who was standing far away, stunned again, but there was a hint of understanding in his eyes. As his eyes changed, a smile also appeared on his face.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart; 'This old man surnamed Zhong really deserves his name of "Duobao", but this old man is really interesting. This competition seems to be what it seems on the surface, but why do I always feel that it is not that simple? Am I too suspicious? '

Zuo Feng's eyes flickered slightly, and fell on the crystal bottle in the old man's hand again, which had been slowly placed on the lid of the box.

Then the old man reached into the box again, and then he slowly took out a stone the size of an egg. The moment Zuo Feng saw the stone, he immediately raised his hand, and he finally decided to start answering.