"Yang Chen versus Ma Shengan, Arena Four."
Zhou Haoran looked at the name "Ma Shengan" and smiled: "Young friend Yang Chen, this battle shouldn't be too much trouble. According to the information I have, Ma Shengan is just a Third-Grade Elementary Alchemist."
Yang Chen nodded and headed up to the ring without exchanging pleasantries.
At this moment, Yang Chen undoubtedly became the center of attention. Almost everyone's eyes were on him, curious about how much more this young man was capable of revealing.
Upon reaching the ring, Yang Chen looked at the not-so-old teenager in front of him and bowed slightly.
Ma Shengan, dressed in a purple robe, smiled and said: "I am Ma Shengan. Little Brother Yang, your alchemy level is indeed outstanding. I saw everything just now, and I believe your alchemy level must be more than just Third-Grade Elementary. I am barely a Third-Grade Elementary Alchemist, and it is very difficult for me to refine Grade 3 first-rank pills."
