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Seeing that everyone's eyes were on her, Feng Jiu curled her lips and smiled slightly, then bowed to everyone, her voice leisurely and with a hint of smile: "Everyone, let me formally introduce myself. I am Feng Jiu."
"Feng Jiu?"
When they heard the name, they felt familiar, as if they had heard it somewhere before, but they couldn't remember it for a moment.
"Why do I seem to have heard of this name somewhere?" said a peak master, thinking for a moment but unable to remember.
“I seem to have heard of it, but I don’t know when and from whom.” Another peak master also said, frowning slightly.
The sect leader also felt that the name sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember it.
Seeing this, Feng Jiu smiled and asked, "Sect Master, all the peak masters, did I win this competition?"
After hearing this, everyone stopped thinking about who Feng Jiu was. They looked at each other, their gazes sweeping over the Yaofeng Peak Master who was finding it hard to accept, and the distraught Bai Qingcheng.
In this competition, the winner and loser only depended on these two people. The Medicine Peak Master lost a 500-year-old Seven-Star Spiritual Herb, while Bai Qingcheng lost her own life...
Thinking of this, it was difficult to speak for a moment. If Bai Qingcheng was really Feng Xing, but lost to Feng Jiu and had to be his servant for the rest of her life, could such a person really be Feng Xing
As far as they knew, Feng Xing should have excellent talent and luck. Since Feng Xing was the master of the world, he must be incomparable to others. However, Bai Qingcheng seemed to lack more than a little luck...
"Master, please announce the winner!" Song Ming said, looking at his master, the leader of the Tianyang Sect. He believed that with his master's character, he would definitely handle this matter fairly.
Hearing this, the sect master looked deeply at Yaofeng Master and Bai Qingcheng, whispered a few words to the other peak masters nearby, and then spoke in a voice full of spiritual energy: "Feng Jiu wins this alchemy competition."
The sound that contained spiritual energy spread in the air and reached the ears of the disciples clearly. Everyone widened their eyes in disbelief, especially the disciples of Yaofeng, who shouted in doubt: "How is it possible! How could my master lose to that kid!"
The sect master's fierce gaze contained a coercive look as he swept around. The people around him suddenly quieted down. He retracted his gaze and looked at Yao Fengzhu, who was standing there blankly, staring at the Purple Heart Barrier Breaking Pill on the jade plate, and asked, "Master Ye, you lost. Are you convinced?"
The head of Yaofeng Peak came back to his senses and smiled bitterly: "Yes, I lost, and I lost wholeheartedly." The young man had two sixth-grade top-grade Purple Heart Barrier Breaking Pills placed in front of him. Both the quality and color of the pills were far superior to his. What reason did he have not to admit defeat
"Well, just admit defeat." Feng Jiu narrowed her eyes with a smile on her face: "It's still impressive to lose the fight even if you don't lose the battle." As she said that, she patted Medicine Peak Master on the shoulder, then stepped forward to take out the bottle and prepare to pack the pills.
When Master Yaofeng heard Fengjiu's words, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry for a moment.
It was obviously hard for him to accept it, he was obviously very upset, and he was obviously hit hard. However, the young man said so lightly that he had lost the battle but not the victory, and that he admitted defeat so decisively that he still impressed him. He said it so lightly.