Chapter 192: Chapter 136: Betting, the Convention Starts_3
Translator: 549690339
Upon hearing this, Qu Feng showed a faint smile on his face, stroked his goatee, and said modestly, “My disciple is not very talented. I don’t expect him to rank in the top ten. As long as his performance isn’t too terrible, so that our Spirit Martial Prefecture branch’s resources won’t be reduced too much.”
Faced with Qu Feng’s unconventional approach, Qian Yu’s expression turned slightly stunned, thinking that it would be impossible for him to give up so easily.
After ten minutes, Qu Feng reluctantly said, “This time, we won’t bet on the performance of my Spirit Martial Prefecture and your White Cloud County. Instead, we’ll bet on which youngster can ultimately win the championship at the Third Grade Alchemist level. How about that?”
“Hmm?” Qian Yu pondered for a moment, looking at Qu Feng for a while without hastily agreeing.
Because if they bet like this, he wouldn’t have any advantage, and it wouldn’t fit his intended purpose.
“Old Qian, Old Qu’s proposal seems pretty good. I’ll join in as well.” The old man next to him said, “A small bet cheers us up, and we can’t bet too big. 1’11 contribute a Blue Frost Pill Recipe.”
“Hehe, I, Fang Tuo, can’t miss out on this. I’ll contribute an Annihilation Pill Recipe.”
“I’ll join too…”
And so, the surrounding old men joined in the bet one after another.
“All, I can still handle a Sixth Grade pill recipe. It’s within our acceptable range. 1’11 contribute a Revive Pill Recipe.” Qu Feng’s eyes swept over Lu Yun and the others, sighing, “As the President of the Spirit Martial Prefecture branch, 1 naturally can’t bet on other Alchemists to win the championship. Alright, I’ll bet on Lu Yun to win the championship. Just a Sixth Grade pill recipe, 1 can afford it, consider it a motivation!”
“Hahaha, Old Qu is right. It’s just a Sixth Grade pill recipe. I’ll bet on our branch’s He Feixia…”
“I’ll bet on our branch’s…”
Just like that, the old men joined the bet with confidence, betting on their branch’s Alchemist to win the championship.
For these experienced Sixth Grade Alchemists, contributing a Sixth Grade pill recipe was no big deal, just joining in the fun.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people had joined the bet, and Qian Yu found himself in a dilemma.
Betting on their White Cloud County branch’s Alchemist to win the championship would mean giving away a Sixth Grade pill recipe for free, wouldn’t it?
Although a Sixth Grade pill recipe wasn’t very important to him, Qian Yu, who had always prided himself on his shrewdness, wouldn’t go through with an act he knew he’d lose.
However, seeing the contemptuous gazes from those around him, he ultimately joined in.
The young participants below the stage naturally didn’t know that the old men on the high platform had placed significant bets on them and were sizing each other up at this time.
As time slowly passed, the much-anticipated start of the Alchemy Conference approached.
When a crisp bell rang above the square, the noisy voices from both the audience and the competitors disappeared instantly, and the entire venue became extremely quiet.
After the melodious bell sound had completely faded, an old man seated in the center of the high platform shakily stood up.
This old man, who was nearing the end of his days, was none other than the President of the Ling Province Alchemist Alliance, Qin Ming!
His pair of vicissitudinous eyes swept over the six or seven hundred young, talented Alchemists in the participants’ seats.
At the same time, these young Alchemists, who enjoyed the reputation of being geniuses from various counties, also cast their admiring and awe-filled gazes at this elderly man, who held the highest prestige in the Ling Province Alchemist Alliance.
“I, Qin Ming, announce in the name of the President of the Ling Province Alchemist Alliance, that the fifty-third Alchemy Conference begins!”
Boom!
With the sound of the True Origin-filled voice, the entire venue erupted in thunderous cheers, an overwhelming momentum that shook the heavens..