Extreme Pupil Teacher: Miss Peerless

"Brother!"

The moment Song Cheng knelt down, all the inscription masters from Tianfeng Mingwen City around him surrounded him.

They looked at Song Cheng whose legs were trembling and desperately trying to stand up, and felt sore in their hearts.

"Brother, you have done a good job."

"give up!"

"Yes! Brother, don't hold on any longer, no one will blame you!"

If it weren't for Song City, Mingwen Pagoda and Tianfeng Mingwen City would have ceased to exist three years ago.

Perhaps the people here have looked down on Song Cheng before, complaining that he has lost face to their Tianfeng Mingwen City.

But this time, they looked at this man whose bones were creaking under the coercion of the inscription pattern tower, as if he might be crushed into powder at any time, and they only had admiration in their hearts.

The respectability of a person is not seen from talent or aptitude.

That's so superficial!

Even if Song Cheng is still a waste, it is also a waste that they all respect.

The crowd tried to persuade him loudly, but Song Cheng never gave up.

If he had given up so easily, he wouldn't have spent nearly twelve years in the Zhenyan Continent just for the last hope of a breakthrough!

Without that little bit of persistence, perhaps he would never have met Luo Qingtong.

He will never... give up!

Song Cheng stood up with a bang.

At the same time, the powerful and astonishing coercion of the Mingwen Pagoda also slammed into his body——

The strength of the inscription pattern is not enough, forcibly resisting the coercion in the inscription pattern tower will only lead to the most terrible consequences, the bones of the whole body will be crushed by the inscription pattern tower, but thrown out!

Seeing that the powerful and astonishing coercion of the Mingwen Pagoda was about to hit Song Cheng's body, a green and jade-white hand rested on Song Cheng's shoulder.

"Evil Seven!"

Seeing Luo Qingtong's hand resting on Song Cheng's shoulder, the other inscription masters in Tianfeng Mingwen City immediately cried out.

The voice was very panicked: "Quick! Let him go!"

"The coercion here is impossible to forcibly resist, and it is impossible to help others resist!"

Otherwise, they will be suppressed by the Inscription Pattern Tower and thrown out!

At that time, both of them will be unlucky together.

All the inscription masters of Tianfeng Mingwen City exclaimed, and hurriedly asked Luo Qingtong to let go of Song Cheng, but Luo Qingtong turned a deaf ear.

The blood pupils in her eyes swirled, and she could easily see that the coercive aura lingering around Song Cheng had weakened and turned into a force he could use.

Song Cheng broke through the oppression at this moment!

He officially became an inscriber, not an inscriber apprentice before!

"call!"

Luo Qingtong supported Song Cheng, who was already out of breath, and his whole body was so weak that he almost fell to the ground.

Luo Qingtong looked at the tense and surprised people in Tianfeng Mingwen City ahead, and said: "Senior uncles, go up first, don't let the people in Leng Yuming Wencheng get too far ahead, Master and I Take a break to get used to this first floor."

"good."

All the inscription masters of Tianfeng Mingwen City also saw that Song Cheng seemed to have made a breakthrough just now.

They sighed a little in their hearts. They didn't expect Song Cheng's willpower to be so amazing, and he broke through to the level of a junior inscription master in this inscription tower with such a bad talent.

But that's all.

It is basically impossible for Song Cheng to step into the second floor.

Even if you barely step on it, you will be ejected from the coercive breath of the inscription pattern tower that is instantly strengthened.