World Wide Martial Art

"Luowang was founded two years ago. Situ Reading

МIt should have been about three years since he became the inscription master. "

"Qing Zhenyi can be considered a figure. His inscription skills have improved very quickly. Looking at the entire Diyuan Sect's inner sect, he can be ranked at the top... There are rumors that he got the guidance of Gongzi Yuan, otherwise... Luo Wang wouldn't be able to become..." Yuanmeng's partner."

Wang Yuwei went through Qing Zhenyi's past relationship like he was pouring beans.

"Luo Wang is indeed an opponent."

"However, Qing Zhenyi and Luo Wen can't do anything to us. What I'm worried about...is the Yuan Alliance standing behind Luo Wen..."

Ye Feng shook his head secretly.

Gongzi Yuan was undoubtedly a much stronger inscription master than Qing Zhenyi. He had no choice but to choose to fight Qing Zhenyi. With the help of Yuan Ling, he should have no problem defeating the opponent.

But in this way, he and Sweeping Gate will be pushed to the forefront, and they may soon attract the attention of the "Yuan League".

Ye Feng understood in his heart that although his talent for inscriptions was strong, the time he had been exposed to inscriptions was too short, and his level might only be at the entry level.

Compared with Gong Ziyuan, the master-level master who was famous in the thirteen counties of the human race, this level of ability was definitely like hitting a stone with an egg, and there was a huge gap.

This is what worries him in his heart...

The worried look in Ye Feng's eyes caused misunderstandings among Yuan Ningzhen, Wang Yuwei and others.

Yuan Ning pouted her lips, exposed her shiny little tiger teeth and hummed: "Junior brother Ye, if you are not sure, we will let him go at worst. A good man will not suffer the loss. Besides, Qing Zhenyi is a genuine inscription master. He wouldn't be embarrassed if he forced you to compete in inscription skills."

"That's right. Anyway, we have almost sold enough this time. So many spiritual stones are enough for a year." Wang Yuwei also nodded.

Ye Feng smiled and said: "A mere fourth-grade inscription master is nothing. Let's go and see how I defeat Qing Zhenyi in front of everyone."

"Let's sweep the floor...just wait to rise."

He flicked his sleeves and strode towards the location of the martial arts stage.

Yuan Ningzhen and Wang Yuwei looked at each other and each let out a helpless sigh.

Junior Brother Ye is so confused. If I remember correctly, he has only been a third-grade inscription master for more than a month, and he actually said that "a fourth-grade inscription master is nothing"?

Why……

But now that he has made up his mind, he can only take one step at a time.

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The martial arts stage is used by Diyuan Sect disciples to test their skills, and is usually relatively deserted.

But today was unusual. The huge stone platform was already surrounded by inner and outer sect disciples coming from all directions. Even a few big trees not far away were densely packed with people.

Near the front of the stone platform, we even saw many elders from both inside and outside the hospital.

This is the first time in so many years that an inscription master challenges an inscription master, especially since the latter is still a handyman.

It is absolutely impossible for an ordinary inscription master to let Qing Zhenyi, the leader of "Luo Wang", put down his face and fight with him.

On the one hand, the Inscription Master Conference is about to be held, and everyone wants to witness this inscription competition. On the other hand, there are also many people who want to see what Ye Feng, the handyman inscription master, looks like and has such courage. .

As soon as the news spread, it took more than half an hour to cause tremors in the inner and outer courtyards. As a result, the disciples and elders who came a step late could not even find a place to watch the battle.

Wow!

While waiting, a figure descended from the sky. Elder Feng held a square box and landed on the martial arts stage.

At the same time, Qing Zhenyi's figure also appeared. He was dressed in a black robe that comes standard with inscription masters. His long hair was tied with a red ribbon, and he had a jade crown on his head. He had a sassy posture and a cold and arrogant expression. The moment he stepped onto the martial arts stage, he immediately It attracted a large number of female disciples' nymphomaniac cries.

Somewhere in front of the stands, dozens of inscription masters and inner disciples gathered together to cheer for Qing Zhenyi, which was extremely eye-catching.

"Common servant Ye Feng, come up!"

A star-like cold light swept across the crowd, and Qing Zhenyi's voice became clearer and more agitated.

He was quite satisfied with the scene below, and he was even more confident in himself. Feeling the looks of love or envy from the crowd, it even made him a little psychedelic.

After today, he will still have a trap, and he will become famous in Diyuan Sect, and Ye Feng will lose his qualification as an inscription master and stay in the servant building for the rest of his life.

Haha...it feels good just thinking about it.

"Brothers, although we are servant disciples, we have self-respect, self-love, self-respect, and self-improvement."

"We will never let anyone step on us..."

In a corner under the stage, Ye Feng stood up, said a few words to the disciples of the Sweeping Sect, and then walked towards the martial arts stage with a calm expression.

Different from Qing Zhenyi's flamboyance, he walked calmly and turned a deaf ear to the comments or sarcasm coming from all sides. The moment he stepped onto the martial arts stage, his mood was as peaceful as a breeze blowing on a high hill.

Such a calm expression actually made many people below curious. Several elders who were among the crowd nodded appreciatively.

Among them... was Elder He, who was highly respected in the inner sect.

Ye Feng, who was dressed in simple black clothes, seemed to be unfazed in their eyes, sitting and watching Yuan Juan Yunshu's peaceful feeling.

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"Silence!"

Nodding to the two of them, Elder Feng stretched out his hand and suppressed the surrounding noise with a loud voice.

"I believe you two already know the whole story of the competition. Today, I have the honor of presiding over this elder. The test questions were specially asked by Mr. Nie at the Inscription Hall. There is no doubt about the fairness."

"Now...this elder is announcing the title of the inscription."

With a flick of his finger, two identical explanation scrolls shot out from Elder Feng's hand and landed on the table in front of them.

"This is a third-level inscription. Please take a look at it."

After the voice fell, Ye Feng and Qing Zhenyi reached out to pick up the explanation scroll at the same time, unfolded it and looked at it carefully.

While everyone was waiting anxiously, both of their faces actually became a little ugly. In the end, they even shook their heads at the same time.

"Hey, Mr. Nie... I'm afraid there's another problem."

"His old man likes to punish these pushy little guys. It's also a good thing for our sect to hone the character of the two people on the stage."

The reactions on the faces of the two people caused several elders in the crowd to smile...