World Wide Martial Art

In a corner to the east of the martial arts stage, more than 60 people were huddled tightly together. Even those with blue noses and swollen eyes did not choose to go back. They were looking at the stage with cold sweat on their hands. Two people move. Situ Reading

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"Senior Brother Wang, you and Junior Brother Ye write inscriptions together every day. Junior Brother Ye... are you sure of success?"

Tang Ge, who couldn't hold himself back, asked quietly.

Wang Yuwei had a dark face and smiled bitterly after hearing this: "Junior brother Ye... did successfully inscribe a third-level inscription once, but it seems to be only once... He usually mainly inscribes second-level inscriptions."

"And he doesn't have a physical body to carry auxiliary inscriptions, let alone an inscription pen. Judging from the current situation, I hope he... doesn't lose too miserably and is lucky."

The faces of many disciples from the Sweeping Sect fell instantly, and everyone looked gloomy.

But there is nothing to be done about it.

"Let's see again. Even if we lose, we can't deprive Junior Brother Ye of his qualification as an inscription master. We're really in a hurry. I...I'll go find my brother."

Yuan Ning pouted her mouth, and her two small tiger teeth flashed brightly.

With her words of comfort that were not comforting, people felt somewhat calmer.

Yuan Ning’s real brother, that’s... hehe...

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Taking a gentle breath, Ye Feng's eyes on the stage were slightly closed, but suddenly they opened wide again. In an instant, a burst of spiritual power surged out of his body.

boom!

The violent mental energy rose up quickly and crazily as soon as it appeared. It was dark green with a hint of cyan, and rushed up like a green dragon, slamming into Elder Feng's barrier.

Such a powerful impact caused the barrier to shake for a while, and the dark green spiritual power that originally dominated most of the interior of the barrier was suddenly shaken away like a tide.

Qing Zhenyi staggered, stunned, and almost fell to the ground.

The majestic pressure coming from beside him was like a vast ocean, which made his chest feel tight. Even Elder Feng couldn't help but withdraw from the outside of the barrier.

Swish!

Before the warriors in front of the stage could react, the eyes of the old guys standing on the top of the mountain in the distance suddenly showed incredulity, staring at the luster of spiritual power emerging from Ye Feng.

"This...blue...blue color?"

"Level 14! How is it possible? How can there be such a person among the handyman disciples?"

"It's actually... hidden so deeply."

"Such a mental strength is more than enough to take the fourth-grade inscription master examination. Those monsters in the inner sect are at most about the same as him, right?"

"This kid is really secretive. No wonder... he has the guts to challenge Qing Zhenyi... I was all wrong..."

"..."

Several senior inscription masters were horrified, and even Elder He felt astonished.

this……

It was indeed a mistake...

Of course, no matter how horrified and moved they were, they could never compare to Qing Zhenyi, who was on the stage with Ye Feng.

He was almost stunned by the sudden impact of cyan spiritual energy. Under the squeeze of cyan spiritual power, his spiritual energy was forced aside, barely covering the small area where Qing Zhenyi stood.

This was without Ye Feng taking the initiative to attack. Otherwise, how could there be a place for Qing Zhenyi to stay in such a narrow boundary space?

Ye Feng calmly picked up a situation, and did not deliberately embarrass the other party. He concentrated his mental power on the top of his mind and pressed down on the bark of the Ancient Enlightenment Tree.

The cyan spiritual power turned into a sharp awl, and the moment it pierced the bark of the ancient tree, it caused an extremely violent force to rush out.

At the same time, in Ye Feng's perception, there was an extremely subtle, yet profound and unpredictable ray of Dao rules that shot up and hit his own divine sea.

"Holy shit!"

The shocked Ye Feng's face changed.

More mental power surged crazily, and he was able to withstand the attack of the Great Dao Rules.

Despite this, there was still an indescribable sting that made Ye Feng frown involuntarily.

"The ancient tree bark of Enlightenment is naturally in harmony with the Dao. After growing for thousands of years, it can sense a trace of the rules of heaven and earth and can contain the power of the Dao in the tree body."

Seeing Ye Feng suffer a small loss, Elder Feng next to him quickly sent a message to tell him.

Ye Feng nodded and became more cautious. While his mental strength was constantly suppressed, he pushed back the wisp of Dao rules to counterattack and began to carve lines.

It's just that in this way, coupled with the infusion of Yuan Power and the sealing of Taiqing Jinhua Liquid, it is equivalent to having four purposes, which is extremely demanding on the ability to control mental power.

Only by actually engraving it did he realize the difficulty of this inscription.

In contrast, Qing Zhenyi was much more relaxed. His figure stood upright on the spot. When the inscription pen pierced the bark of the ancient tree, the light from the two inscriptions on his body was even greater, filling the air with spiritual power. It kept dancing, pressing down against the bark of the ancient tree.

Just frowning, he resolved the counterattack of the Dao Rules. With the inscription pen in hand, the movement of inscribing the lines was like flowing clouds and flowing water, which was quite enjoyable to watch.

Ye Feng's failure just now made Qing Zhenyi's confidence come back.

The inscription technique is a comprehensive expression of mental power, control power, and inscription equipment. He has all three. Ye Feng is simply mentally powerful.

And the most important point is that not only has the other party not inscribed "Taiqing Jinhua Liquid", it seems that he has not even inscribed many ordinary third-level inscriptions.

The Taiqing Jinhua liquid and the energy of several materials were infused in order, and we'll see how this kid will respond at that time...

Sure enough, after a while, the inscription spirit pen wandering on the ancient tree bark suddenly stopped, and Qing Zhenyi's eyes stared at Ye Feng.

It's that critical step.

It's time to start.

The pattern has been carved, and the next step is to blend the energy and Taiqing Jinhua liquid with the materials. As early as the beginning, he had designed to mislead and confuse Ye Feng's judgment.

Now, it's time to harvest.

However, the next moment, Qing Zhenyi's face, which was not ugly, turned completely black. After a brief pause, Ye Feng looked up and glanced at Qing Zhenyi, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

He quickly chose to infuse Taiqing Jinhua liquid first, and then began to introduce energy into the ancient tree bark.

He actually listened to himself?

Damn, are you stupid?

I told you to infuse the Taiqing Jinhua liquid first, that must be false, how could I tell you the truth, how could you choose to listen?

The stinky boy really... shot himself in the foot, at this time Qing Zhenyi felt like crying without tears.

"Yes, this kid must have engraved this inscription before... He deliberately wasted my time."

The more treacherous a villain is, the more he likes to judge others by his own meanness.

Qing Zhenyi, with a gloomy face, uttered a low angry snort from his throat, and then accelerated the engraving speed.

If the same grade of inscriptions are engraved, the winner will definitely be decided by time. He thinks... Ye Feng must want to delay his time.

Too despicable...