World Wide Martial Art

"It's very ordinary..."

"What an old-fashioned technique. Situ Reading 520 official website

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"It seems that the expectations for him are a bit too high. You can see the whole picture at a glance. The basic techniques are quite weak. It is so laborious to extract Yuanli and remove the waste to retain the essence. Let's take a look at Qing Zhenyi's methods."

The mediocre performance slightly disappointed the several inscription masters watching from a distance...

"snort!"

Qing Zhenyi on the other side was not in a hurry to take action. He looked at Ye Feng who was looking attentively and snorted softly. After noticing everyone's expectant eyes, he put a smile on his lips and suddenly raised the Inscription Master's robe.

Like flowing clouds and flying sleeves, the moment the black robe was lifted up, the energy on his body shook slightly.

At this moment, two spiritual lights shone brightly on his chest, and two inscriptions appeared on Qing Zhenyi's chest.

As the Yuan Power was activated, the two inscriptions each emitted a spiritual light, rushed out along with the spiritual power, and submerged into the material in front of them.

Swish, swish, swish!

It also has hundreds of spiritual powers, like a flying shuttle, rapidly interweaving among the five materials, removing impurities one by one at a speed visible to the naked eye.

During this process, Qing Zhenyi himself stood still, closing his eyes to improve his mental state to the best.

"Senior Brother Qing...is carrying another inscription?"

"Do you see, this is the effect of carrying inscriptions on the physical body. Impurities can be easily removed with closed eyes. Moreover, Senior Brother Qing's two inscriptions can also improve one's own mental power control."

"Tsk tsk...incredible..."

At this moment, Qing Zhenyi's whole body was intertwined with several kinds of light, and there was a different kind of charm against it. No wonder it caused the warriors below to scream.

In comparison, Ye Feng, who still had to use both his hands and eyes to deal with impurities, immediately seemed a hundred times clumsy, and even... a bit disgraceful.

"Is this the effect of carrying the inscription?"

The movement next to him caused Ye Feng to look slightly sideways.

In his perception, Qing Zhenyi's mental power seemed to possess spiritual intelligence. With the help of the aura of the inscription, he could easily remove impurities from the materials, and the effect was not bad.

This thing made him feel a little jealous for a while.

Although he had heard about the power of the inscriptionist in the flesh, seeing it with his own eyes today still moved his heart.

However, as an inscription master who does not rely on physical energy, Qing Zhenyi can have two carrying positions at the current stage, which is relatively rare.

Snapped!

After a brief distraction, something in the air suddenly made a soft sound, which frightened Ye Feng into concentrating hurriedly. This hurried move immediately triggered a burst of laughter from the audience.

He quickly threw himself into it...

Almost half an hour later, when Ye Feng had removed the impurities from all the materials, he discovered that Qing Zhenyi had already finished it and was facing the ancient tree bark of Enlightenment in front of him with his eyes closed to rest.

"This guy... dares to pretend to be thirteen when he's on stage?"

Ye Feng secretly cursed and ignored him. He stretched out his hand and spread out the ancient tree bark of his Enlightenment. However, when he was about to carve the lines, his mind froze and he was dumbfounded.

It means that there is a missing process in the scroll records...

Ordinary inscriptions are made by mixing a variety of elemental powers together, and then using spiritual power to carve lines and pour them into the main material. But this inscription is different. The "Taiqing Jinhua Liquid" in it is not blended with Yuanli, but must be directly sealed in with spiritual power.

In this case, there must be a distinction in order, but there is no relevant hint on the explanation scroll.

"We should seal the Taiqing Jinhua Liquid first..."

While he was struggling, a faint voice from Qing Zhenyi came from the side.

Ye Feng's heart moved, and he was about to start engraving when he saw from the corner of his eye that the corners of Qing Zhenyi's mouth turned up slightly, and there was a fox-like cunning look in his eyes.

This moment made Ye Feng hesitate.

True and false, false and true, Qing Zhenyi's words came first, but Ye Feng couldn't tell whether what he said was true or false.

Fell into his trap.

Originally, Ye Feng could make his own judgment, but after being so disturbed by the other party, he felt that there were two possibilities, making it difficult for him to distinguish clearly.

Ye Feng was greatly alert in his heart.

How could Qing Zhenyi reveal his true thoughts?

Moreover, the other party completed the removal of impurities earlier, but has not taken action for a long time. It is clear that he wants to mislead himself.

Based on this, it can be inferred that Qing Zhenyi may have engraved this inscription before, and even if not, he still knows the real inscription.

So cunning.

"Boy, what are you doing standing still? Why don't you start?"

A weird smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, Qing Zhenyi's face suddenly turned cold, and a majestic spiritual power surged out from his forehead. The green light rushed up and covered nearly ten feet of space, completely isolating his side.

He didn't want Ye Feng to see clearly.

The green light was extremely dense, and if it weren't for the barrier activated by Elder Youfeng, it would obviously be enough to affect the entire periphery of the martial arts stage. Seeing this scene, voices of envy and jealousy suddenly resounded around them.

"The mental intensity of the twelfth level... Judging from the luster, it seems... there is a trend towards the thirteenth level."

"It seems that it has only been two years since Senior Brother Qing entered the twelfth level. Is he going to hit the thirteenth level so soon?"

"Tsk tsk... what a pervert..."

Envy came and went, and even the inner sect inscription masters in the distance couldn't help stroking their beards and nodding, with admiration in their eyes.

After all, most of them only have this kind of spiritual cultivation. Qing Zhenyi can compete with them at a young age, and his future future will definitely be more than this...

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After the powerful wave of coercion was released, Qing Zhenyi, who was on the martial arts stage, rolled up his sleeves as if he was free, flicked his fingers, and a flashing golden inscription pen appeared in his hand.

As soon as the spiritual pen appeared, the overflowing spiritual power moved closer to the spiritual pen as if being pulled.

"Fourth grade inscription pen?"

"Master Qing is really generous. Spiritual treasures of this level are rare. It must cost at least several hundred million high-grade spiritual stones, right?"

This time, even Elder Feng, who presided over the competition, made a sound of surprise.

"Elder Feng is laughing."

"It's just a auxiliary thing. The key to inscription is the level of your own inscription."

Qing Zhenyi, who had gotten the advantage and behaved well, inadvertently shook the inscription pen in his hand, looking extremely proud.

Although he was envious in his heart, Ye Feng had to show a scornful expression on his face.

A fourth-grade inscription spiritual pen with hundreds of millions of spiritual stones is still an understatement. It has a price but no market at all. Moreover, the inscription pen represents the status of the inscription master. Being able to possess a high-quality spiritual pen, Qing Zhenyi does have the capital to succeed.

The crowd below cheered again at the moment the inscription pen appeared, and many people looked at Ye Feng with eyes full of sympathy.

The gap between the two is like a world of difference.

Regardless of the level of the inscriptionist, the number of inscriptions carried by the body, or the inscription pen displayed in the latter's hand, there is no suspense in this inscription skill competition.

Ye Feng has absolutely no chance of winning, he will definitely lose all his underwear...