God of Defiance

Yang Ming'er's ability to brand with two fingers at the same time is truly amazing!

In just a few dozen breaths, the part displayed on the painting wall quickly approached one-tenth of the area.

Shen Liandian looked at the painting wall with a nervous look on his face.

Although he is the direct disciple of Monster Xing, he is not the only direct disciple of Monster Xing.

Once the matter of giving away a semi-holy spirit pattern in vain reaches the ears of Old Monster Xing, Old Monster Xing will definitely scold him!

And his senior brothers will most likely take the opportunity to attack, secretly persuade Old Monster Xing to kick him out of the ranks of his direct disciples, and then he will be in misfortune!

When he thought of this, Shen Liandian suddenly felt a hint of regret.

He had not thought carefully before and should not have made this bet with Yang Ming'er so recklessly.

The advantage he thought he had is no longer an advantage!

Shen Liandian prayed secretly in his heart, praying that Yang Ming'er's cracking score would never exceed one-tenth of his own!

Yang Ming'er concentrated on the drawing, and quickly sketched with his two fingers, moving his fingers like flying. However, after only a few dozen breaths, a large amount of sweat broke out on his face, and the movements of his hands immediately slowed down.

She gasped, her face turned pale, and her whole body began to tremble slightly.

Obviously, the consumption of spiritual energy and brain power by using two fingers at the same time was really shocking. In just a few dozen breaths, she already looked tired and somewhat unable to hold on.

In the blink of an eye, another dozen breaths passed.

Yang Ming'er's face was as white as paper, and her body was shaking violently. She still used the skill of using two fingers to brand at the same time, but the outline speed of the two fingers was as slow as a snail.

The area cracked out of the lower right corner of the painting wall slowly increased, gradually approaching one-tenth of the area.

"Never pass me, never pass me..."

Shen Liandian looked nervous, closed his eyes tightly, clenched his fists, and kept praying in his heart.

At this moment, not only Shen Liandian was extremely nervous, but everyone else present also felt a little nervous.

If Yang Ming'er really surpasses Shen Liandian, then Yang Ming'er will undoubtedly be the person with the highest attainments in spiritual patterns among the younger generation in Panlong Empire's weapon refining world!

Chu Tian narrowed his eyes and stared closely at Yang Ming'er's two trembling and slowly moving fingers.

At this moment, no matter how carefully he observed, it was difficult to judge whether Yang Ming'er could surpass Shen Liandian by one-tenth.

Seeing that Yang Ming'er's cracked area was getting bigger and bigger, Shen Liandian's heart finally gradually rose to his throat, and it was possible that it would pop out of his throat at any moment!

"Wow!"

Suddenly, Yang Ming'er's throat felt sweet, and she spat out a large mouthful of blood. In an instant, she collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud.

"Haha, okay, okay...ah, Ming'er, what's wrong with you?"

When Shen Liandian saw this scene, he immediately laughed wildly, but his expression suddenly changed. He hurriedly came closer, greeted Yang Ming'er, and carefully helped Yang Ming'er.

While supporting Yang Ming'er, Shen Liandian quietly glanced sideways at the area that Yang Ming'er had cracked. He found that the area that Yang Ming'er had cracked was only slightly smaller than his own, and he couldn't help but be secretly ecstatic in his heart.

"Get away!"

Yang Ming'er snorted angrily and pushed Shen Liandian aside.

When she saw that the area she had cracked was only slightly smaller than Shen Liandian's, she was instantly so angry that she stamped her feet, almost having a strong urge to hit her to death.

Just a little bit missing!

Yang Ming'er was trembling all over and her face was bloodless.

As long as she persisted just a little longer, she would definitely be able to defeat Shen Liandian and get a semi-saint level spiritual pattern from the opponent's hand.

"Hey, Ming'er, you sit down first, take a rest, and think about what kind of gift you like. I can prepare it as soon as possible. Once I'm ready, I will come to propose marriage, and everyone present can be a witness. !”

Shen Liandian forced Yang Ming'er to sit down and said with a smile.

His words were half-smiling and half-threatening.

If Yang Ming'er continues to reject her coldly like before, then everyone present will realize that Yang Ming'er is a villain who doesn't keep her word!

Yang Ming'er suddenly trembled with anger and gritted her teeth, but she did not directly refute him face to face.

Her brain was running at high speed, thinking hard about how she could successfully get rid of Shen Liandian's entanglement with this dog-skin plaster!

If one day in the near future, Shen Liandian really rushes to the Iron-Blooded Dragon Sect's Forging Palace with the prepared betrothal gifts to propose marriage, then her reputation in the Forging Palace will be completely ruined!

After all, Shen Liandian is a divine man who has married five wives!

"Chu Tian!"

Suddenly, Yang Ming'er's expression changed, as if she had thought of something, and she hurriedly turned to look at Chu Tian.

At this moment, Chu Tian was hesitating whether he should step forward and try to crack it, when Yang Ming'er's anxious voice suddenly sounded in his ears!

"Chu Tian, ​​do me a favor. I will never be your enemy again. I can even help you with many things in the Forging Palace!"

Upon hearing the voice transmission, Chu Tian hurriedly turned his head and found Yang Ming'er looking at him anxiously and sincerely.

"What's the deal?"

Chu Tian asked subconsciously.

After all, Yang Ming'er was Yi Lao's only direct disciple and the future heir to the Forging Palace. It was impossible for him to kill Yang Ming'er.

It would be great if both sides could turn enemies into friends.

What's more, Yang Ming'er has a good status in the Forging Palace, and the other party can indeed help him a lot in the future.

However, it was impossible for him to agree to help without asking for anything.

"Aren't you good at spirit patterns? Make a bet with Shen Liandian and try to beat him so that he won't pester me again in the future!"

Yang Ming'er replied in a deep voice.

After Chu Tian heard this, he suddenly felt the urge to vomit blood.

Yang Ming'er said it was too easy to crack the spirit pattern and win over Shen Liandian!

You know, Shen Liandian has been studying the spiritual seals on the painting wall for a long time, and he does not have the ability to seal with two fingers at the same time. It is not that easy to defeat Shen Liandian!

"One hundred drops of low-grade Semi-Holy Dragon Liquid, otherwise there is no need to discuss anything else!"

Chu Tian replied calmly.

He was in urgent need of cultivation resources, so he took the opportunity to get some from Yang Ming'er first!

"One hundred drops of low-grade Half-Holy Dragon Liquid, are you kidding? How could I take out so much Semi-Saint Dragon Liquid at once!"

Yang Ming'er immediately became anxious.

Chu Tian didn't even think about it and replied directly: "It doesn't matter. You can pay it off in five installments. Give me twenty drops today!"

"good!"

Yang Ming'er gritted her teeth and nodded in agreement with a look of displeasure.

"Shen Liandian, your spiritual pattern attainments are indeed good, but compared to my junior brother Chu Tian, ​​you are still obviously inferior!"

Yang Ming'er suddenly spoke, with a very provocative tone in his tone.

Obviously, Chutian made her unhappy just now, and she immediately made Chutian unhappy too!

"Chu Tian, ​​come here right away and crack the spirit pattern!"

When Shen Liandian heard this, he frowned slightly and shouted to Chu Tian directly, asking Chu Tian to start deciphering the spiritual patterns.

Chu Tian snorted secretly and strode to the painting wall. However, he did not start to decipher it immediately. Instead, he turned to look at Shen Liandian beside him.

"Brother Shen, I also want to make a bet with you!"

After a breath, Chu Tian said in a deep voice.

After hearing this, Shen Liandian was stunned for a moment, with a look of confusion on his face.

He really couldn't figure out what there was to bet between himself and Chu Tian. There was nothing in Chu Tian that he particularly valued!

"Next, we will bet on the cracked area. If I win, then you are not allowed to pester Senior Sister Yang in the future. If I lose, then Senior Sister Yang can stay today and have a happy night with you!"

Chu Tian said coldly.

"Chu Tian, ​​you bastard!"

Just after Chu Tian finished speaking, Yang Ming'er stood up suddenly, his face was ashen, his whole body was shaking with anger, and he almost exploded on the spot.

She never expected that this guy Chu Tian would take the opportunity to use his body as a bet to seduce Shen Liandian.

If Chu Tian loses, wouldn't he be in great misery?

"Senior Sister Yang, do you think there is any other bet besides your body that can attract the stallion Shen Liandian?"

Chu Tian asked in a cold voice.

After hearing this, Yang Ming'er snorted angrily, sat back down again, closed her mouth tightly, and stopped talking.

"Stay and have a good night with me... Ming'er, is what your junior brother just said true?"

After Shen Liandian was stunned for a moment, he hurriedly turned to look at Yang Ming'er, his eyes shining, and he asked eagerly.

Yang Ming'er's face was ugly, her mouth was pouted, and she said nothing.

"Okay, Chutian, I'll make this bet with you!"

Seeing that Yang Ming'er didn't say a word, it was a tacit agreement. Shen Liandian suddenly showed excitement and happily agreed to Chu Tian's request.

Everyone present suddenly became interested.

Among the younger generation of geniuses in the Panlong Empire's weapon refining world, Yang Ming'er is the only one who is a woman, and now she is very likely to have a night of fun with the famous stallion Shen Liandian!

This is so exciting!

In an instant, everyone gathered behind Chu Tian, ​​wanting to see if Chu Tian could win the bet!

After a breath, Chu Tian coughed lightly, stretched out a finger, and the tip of his finger glowed with red fire, and began to outline the upper right corner of the painting wall in a hurry.

The reason why he didn't choose the lower right corner was because Yang Ming'er and Shen Liandian both chose the lower right corner before.

He could already see clearly what was under the seal.

At this moment, the faces of those present also showed curiosity.

As Chu Tian's fingertips continued to outline, the white clouds gradually dispersed, and the hidden content began to be revealed.

Chu Tian's fingering techniques for deciphering were very skillful, and there were almost no mistakes. Everyone present was stunned.

They finally understood that Chu Tian was definitely not a newbie in the world of weapon refining, but a veteran with profound skills who could pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger!

The most shocking thing is that the others started panting and sweating after only a few dozen breaths of time, but Chu Tian was not red-faced and out of breath, and there was almost no sign of anything strange.

"Damn it, how could this happen!"

Shen Liandian's face was extremely gloomy, he clenched his teeth and felt extremely nervous.

At the same time, Yang Ming'er let out a long sigh of relief, and her heart that was originally raised gradually relaxed.