Douluo Soul Emperor

"But the problem is that the level of alchemist required by Zhulu Tianfu must be intermediate or above." Cuihua asked: "Master Liu, what level are you?"

"I don't know if this needs to be tested by the Alchemy Alchemy Guild before making a conclusion." Liu Ding shrugged.

The corner of Cuihua's mouth twitched slightly and said: "Forget it, it's better not to fill in this specialty. The minimum requirement for sacrificing elixir is a sixth-grade intermediate alchemy master or above."

Ranks one to five are junior alchemy masters, ranks six to ten are intermediate alchemy masters, and so on. Liu Ding does not even have the insignia of a first-level alchemy master. This preferential path will not work.

"Do you think competing for admission to Tianfu is child's play?"

At this time, the young Nikon man who looked at Liu Ding's displeasure groaned a few times.

"Not to mention signing up through the back door, but now I want to pretend to be an alchemist to get discounts. Have you ever thought about these students who have worked so hard to queue up to sign up?"

I have to say that after Nikon’s words, the long queue on the other side of the door became unwilling.

"That's right. Since you are an alchemist, you should go to the Alchemy Guild to sign up. It's really shameless to compete with us for a spot."

"Didn't you hear that? You don't even know what level of alchemy master you are. You are obviously trying to get a discount."

"If you brag in front of King Neodan's grandson and get exposed, get out of here."

Neodan King Liu Ding looked at the guy named Nikang and thought of Murong Fan. They were not enemies.

"Hmph, what are you looking at? Since the title of Alchemy Master has been reported, it will be under the control of our Alchemy Guild. I don't know what grade it is, okay, go over and test it. You will know if it is a cat or a dog. "

Nikon looked at Liu Ding with a sneer. He didn't know how to punish you, but this time he hit the edge of the knife.

"Nikon, you stretched your hand too far," Cuihua said anxiously.

"Cuiping, look at the people you know who deceived you through the back door and wanted to defraud the alchemist's discount. Such people, even if they are sent to Zhulu Tianfu, they will bring shame to the Ganzhou Dynasty." Nikon disdainfully said. , "So, either go to the Alchemy Guild for detection, or it will disappear automatically."

Pulling Cuihua, who was jumping around with anger, Liu Ding said calmly: "Okay, just test it, please lead the way."

"Hmph." Nikon shrugged, "You will die in an ugly way."

Following helplessly, Cuihua angrily said: "This guy, relying on his grandfather, King Neodan, has been pestering the princess for a long time."

Thinking that Liu Ding had also guessed the identity of Princess Xue Mei, Cuihua didn't want to hide it anymore.

"I know." Liu Ding said lightly. It seems that the sequelae left by Murong Fan still need to be resolved.

"Everyone, come and see, here comes another guy who wants to pretend to be an alchemist to get discounts."

As soon as Nikon entered the Danji Guild, he started shouting loudly.

"Young people these days, if they want to follow the right path, they choose to take the crooked path. They think that all of us in the Alchemy Festival Guild are vegetarians, so they dare to deceive us."

Many people in the Alchemy Alchemy Guild stared with disdain at the three Liu Ding people who came in later.

This time, A Fei, who had already signed up, could not follow. Only Xiao Qing followed Liu Ding. When others saw that he was accompanied by a maid, they knew he was a dandy young master and became even more disdainful.

"Ni Kang, which one of your eyes saw that Master Liu is a fake alchemist?" Cuihua was angry again.

"Do you still need to look at it? After a while of testing, the true colors will be revealed." Nikon replied, but his eyes swept towards Liu Ding with disdain.

"You are the examiner of the Alchemy Guild?" Liu Ding frowned and asked.

"For a fake like you, do you still need me to test it?" Nikon raised his nostrils to the sky.

"It's not the examiner, you are here

"Why are you chirping here? Get out of here!" Liu Ding was also angry. He thought he was the speaker just now.

As soon as those tough words came out, the entire Dan Festival Hall fell silent again. Many people's faces twitched and they were so crazy that even the grandson of King Dan dared to scold him.

"That's right, you are just a test taker, what qualifications do you have to judge here?" Cuihua finally woke up.

Nikon was choked, and after a long while he raised his voice: "Examiner, come out with the test paper quickly, and I will see how much this counterfeit weighs."

"Candidate, how many grades of alchemist are you planning to take?" An examiner walked out holding the exam paper. Although he looked at Liu Ding with an unfriendly look, his words were polite.

Don't look at the monk's face, look at the Buddha's face. After all, he is the person brought by the princess's maid, so he still needs to do face-saving work.

"Whatever." Liu Ding said lightly.

As soon as these words came out, the Alchemy Sacrifice Guild, which had been quiet, buzzed with flies flying around again.

"As expected, he is a dandy young man who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth. He thinks that the alchemist test is just a game of house. It doesn't matter, haha."

"I know Princess Xue Mei, so of course I think the alchemist test is just a formality."

"He's so crazy. Even if Princess Xue Mei comes here in person, she still needs to be tested carefully. Who is he?"

Nikang was overjoyed. Seeing that the examiner was still dumbfounded, he said: "Since he is so crazy, let him take the exam for a high-level alchemist."

The examiner woke up with a start and said with a wry smile: "We have not prepared test papers for high-level alchemy masters. The highest is for intermediate eighth-level test papers."

You must know that Zhulu Tianfu’s recruitment this time cannot exceed the age. Such young men and women, no matter how talented they are, cannot become high-level alchemy masters in one step.

"Then take the eighth-level examination paper, why are you still standing there?" Nikon said without any politeness, as if he was the real examiner.

"You" Cuihua was so angry that she wanted to reason again.

Liu Ding took her little hand and said: "Eighth grade, let's go to eighth grade."

The examination paper was handed out. After Liu Ding took a rough look at it, he frowned slightly, raised the paper to the examiner and asked, "This is the eighth grade examination paper."

"Haha, let's read the book from heaven," Nikon said proudly. Even he could only take the examination papers for the sixth grade intermediate level.

"I'm sorry, you chose the eighth-grade test paper, so you can't change it to the sixth-grade test paper." The examiner twitched the corner of his mouth, thinking who told you to offend King Neodan's grandson and now he regrets it.

King Niodan is the honorary president of the Alchemy Guild. Even if the examiner wants to help Princess Xuemei, he would not dare to do so at this juncture.

"Oh" Liu Ding shook his head, "This test is for an eighth-grade mid-level alchemist. It's too easy."

At this time, all the people present at the Alchemy Pill Guild had their mouths twitching. Who were the people Cuihua brought? They were so crazy.

Everyone cast sympathetic glances at Cuihua.

Cuihua couldn't help but blush slightly. She knew that Young Master Liu was crazy, but she didn't expect him to be so crazy that he didn't even pay attention to the exam paper for the eighth-level alchemist.

Even Princess Xue Mei has only been promoted to the level of an intermediate sixth-grade alchemist in recent days.

Liu Ding shook his head and picked up the pen.

Then, he scolded Fang Qiu all the way

The faces of the people who were smiling gradually became stiff.

"It's impossible, it's definitely written randomly." Nikon was even more unwilling to believe that it was an examination paper for an eighth-grade mid-level alchemist. Even he couldn't answer a few questions without scratching his head.

After reaching the last question, Liu Ding finally stopped writing, his brows furrowed, and he still didn't finish writing.