Chapter 611: A waste that can't make alchemy?

"Ok?"
Everyone was stunned and turned their heads to look at the place where the sound was made.
I saw an old man with white hair and beard standing side by side with Zhen Guo Duke, not far in front.
Chu Pengfei followed behind them, looking at Master Feng with cold eyes.
And the one who spoke was the old man beside Zhen Guo Gong.
Seeing each other, Lou Qianxue's eyes instantly became subtle.
Master Feng and the other people who recognized his identity as old people also changed slightly: "This...this is not..."
Before they shouted the name, the other party quickly walked up to them...
next moment……
Snapped!
A slap was drawn to a gray robe, domineering Master Feng's face!
"!!!" Everyone took a breath, eyes widened in disbelief.
People who didn't know him even whispered: "He! He actually slapped Master Feng? Who is he?"
No one answered him!
Master Feng's cheek twitched quickly, and the veins on his forehead burst out, just when everyone thought he was going to be furious...
He lowered his head humiliatingly, his voice resentful and unwilling: "Teacher!"
"!!!"
"teacher?"
"Master Feng's teacher?" Everyone looked at the old man in astonishment.
Lou Qianxue's eyes narrowed slightly.
Other people who knew the identity of the old man in the room all explained to their companions in a low voice: "Yes, this is Master Yan, who is in our Amaterasu, there are many well-known alchemists and disciples!"
"Master Yan?"
As soon as the person's voice fell, many alchemists who had just reacted in the field walked up to Master Yan to salute: "Teacher."
"Teacher, why are you here too?"
Master Yan's expression was gloomy, and he stared at Master Feng bitterly: "Asshole, who allows you to be rude to Girl Lou? It depends on you? Dare to fight with Girl Lou? Ten of you are not enough to die!"
"..." Everyone looked at each other in shock.
Lord Zhen Guo was also stunned, looked at Master Yan, and then at Lou Qianxue, revealing a deep sense of interest in his eyes.
"Teacher! I'm not convinced!" Master Feng trembled, and his voice restrained: "Lou Qianxue is a yellow-haired girl, even if she beats her mother and starts alchemy, she can't compare to me! Why can you say ten me, none of her opponents Are you insulting me?"
Master Yan coldly snorted: "Even I can't compare to her, do you think, can you?"
Master Feng trembled all over, and after two quick breaths with twisted face, he actually...
bass!
Suddenly raising his head, Jie Gao glared at Master Yan, before changing his respect, mockingly said: "You? You can't compare to her, isn't it normal?"
The crowd was in an uproar.
"Master Feng... is this crazy? Is this the attitude toward the teacher?"
"You!" Master Yan flushed with anger, "Feng Qingyi! How could you talk to me like this?"
"What's wrong with talking to you like this? Master Yan? If someone calls you a master, you are worthy of you! Do you think you are really still the talented alchemist Master Yan from Amaterasu? Humph! You are also a Tier 4 alchemist, but Now, when the entire Amaterasu mentioned Tier 4 alchemy master, who else would mention your name? No! Because you—have been unable to refine alchemy for decades, and have long since become waste! A waste that cannot be refined, yes What qualifications to be my teacher again? What qualifications to point fingers at me?"
"..." Lou Qianxue couldn't help but sneered and looked at Master Feng like a fool.
Master Yan also smirked, "Okay! Okay! Okay! The old man is a waste of no alchemy! The old man is not qualified to be your teacher! It turns out that Feng Qingyi, that is how you look at me, the old man was really blind and taught You villain...Feng Qingyi, today, the old man, the trash that can't make alchemy, challenges you to clean up the door. Can you dare to take it?"