World Wide Martial Art

After almost waiting for a cup of tea, Mr. Nie had some time to breathe. He glanced at Ye Feng and quickly waved with a smile, gesturing for Ye Feng to come forward. Situ Reading

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Ye Feng bowed to Mr. Nie and asked directly: "Old Nie, is there... a phantom stone in the inscription hall?"

As soon as these words came out, there was a sound of surprise and suspicion around him, and even Luo Mi looked shocked.

"What? Is something wrong?"

Ye Feng asked confused.

"Young man Ye, if you want to use the Phantom Stone, it requires a lot of mental power. You need to reach at least level 15, otherwise you will suffer the consequences. For you, what you need now is inscription experience. Directly inscribe a large number of Exercise will help you improve faster.”

Mr. Nie glanced at Ye Feng and slowly explained that he did not know that Ye Feng had broken through the fifteenth level of mental power.

"This...disciple is currently experiencing some trouble, so he wants to borrow the Phantom Stone to give it a try."

Ye Feng hesitated for a moment. Of course, he would not let Ye Feng tell the truth in public. Moreover, he was not sure whether the Phantom Stone was really useful to him. If he couldn't even attend the Inscription Master Conference, wouldn't it be embarrassing and embarrassing? ?

"Hmph, a mere third-grade inscription master wants to use the Phantom Stone to hone his spiritual power. He is really overestimating his capabilities."

"Stealing the limelight in the hegemony competition must be very enjoyable for him... This kid really thinks that he is omnipotent. He was just lucky enough to win against Qing Zhenyi. If he really takes part in the inscription master assessment, he may not be able to pass the fourth grade... "

"How can Qing Zhenyi represent the true level of an inscription master?"

"..."

There were constant jeers from the crowd in the museum. Although the competition with Qing Zhenyi caused a commotion in the outer gate, in the eyes of these inscription masters who have higher eyes on it, it was just a farce.

It's no wonder that Qing Zhenyi cannot represent the inscription masters, and whether the Phantom Stone or Mr. Nie's attention makes these inscription masters present jealous.

Why should this boy be welcomed by Mr. Nie as soon as he comes? There are some of them, but they have been waiting in the hall for several hours.

The ridicule fell in his ears, but it did not arouse Ye Feng's dissatisfaction.

At present, he has no time to argue with these bad guys. Ye Feng just looked at Mr. Nie with expectation on his face.

"Ye Feng, why on earth do you... need to borrow the Phantom Stone?"

Mr. Nie asked with a serious face.

Not long had passed since that competition. Even if Ye Feng was extremely talented, he would never be able to reach the fifteenth level of mental power in the middle of the King Realm.

Mr. Nie said this because of Ye Feng's consideration.

"Junior Brother Ye, you are determined to contribute to the sect, and Mr. Nie is well aware of this, but... it is indeed too dangerous to use the Phantom Stone to practice now."

Luo Mi also spoke to persuade.

"Thank you, Mr. Nie and Senior Sister Luo, for your concern. I know what I have in mind, and I ask Mr. Nie to help you."

Ye Feng cupped his hands and didn't say much. But the determined attitude on his face clearly made his position clear.

Seeing Ye Feng's expression, Mr. Nie nodded instead, and his expression became friendly. He knew that Ye Feng was not the kind of person who did not know what to do. After turning around and entering his small room, after a while, he walked away holding a piece of sapphire the size of a basin. out.

Sapphire is similar to a blue stone, with vertical and horizontal lines on the top. The outer layer is as transparent as water. There are faintly visible black shadows flowing rapidly in it, but it gives people an indistinct feeling. It is vague and very strange.

"The phantom stone is very rare. This thing... the sect only has one piece. You should use it carefully and send it back before the inscription master conference."

"Remember, if you sense something bad is happening during cultivation, cut off all mental energy immediately to avoid suffering the consequences."

Mr. Nie gave serious instructions.

Most inscription masters cannot borrow this thing.

"Wait!"

Just when Ye Feng stretched out his hand to take it, a white palm appeared in the slanting thorn, lying in front of Ye Feng, and took the lead to rest on the phantom stone.

"My young master also needs this thing very much. We want it. There are ten second-level inscription materials here. You can take it. It will be an advantage for you."

The one who spoke was the Yuanmeng woman who was sitting before.

She handed over a storage bag and took away the phantom stone without waiting for Ye Feng's consent.

A hint of sarcasm flashed across Ye Feng's face.

This Yuan League woman is simply arrogant. She actually wants to snatch the Phantom Stone from her own hands?

"I'm sorry. I don't want any of your inscription materials, and this Phantom Stone... I won't give it to you."

Ye Feng pushed open the storage bag handed over by the woman with a push of his hand, and then placed it on the Phantom Stone.

Rejected by Ye Feng, the Yuanmeng woman's face suddenly darkened. She stared at Mr. Nie with an unkind expression and shouted: "Elder Nie, the head of the Diyuan Sect has issued an order. During the Inscription Master Conference, whatever my young master needs, everything will be provided first. Is this still true?"

Mr. Nie looked displeased, and his words had a hint of forcing him into the palace, but he still nodded and said: "Yes, it is true."

"What else do you have to say?"

When the Yuanmeng woman heard this, she turned to stare at Ye Feng and sneered. The implication was to make Ye Feng more knowledgeable.

"Then there has to be a first-come, first-served basis. If you ask for the Phantom Stone before me, I will have no objection. Now, let go of your claws."

Ye Feng's tone was also cold.

"Hmph, even you...are worthy of fighting over my young master's things, regardless of life or death!"

The Yuanmeng woman snorted coldly, and suddenly a burst of spiritual power overflowed from her forehead and rushed straight at Ye Feng. This blow did not hold back at all.

The surging mental pressure instantly arrived in front of Ye Feng. The two were only two steps away from each other. The blow was as fast as lightning.

There were screams of exclamation from the surrounding crowd, and the people next to him instinctively stepped back.

"This is simply unreasonable!"

Ye Feng was filled with anger.

The rules in the inscription hall are strict, with Mr. Nie sitting in charge. Even if it were a disciple of the Diyuan Sect, even if he had a hundred courage, he would never dare to use violence here, but this shrew actually took advantage of Gongzi Yuan's majesty to fight for things, and she dared to Attack yourself in public.

He has never been willing to be rough with women, but such a person cannot do without a lesson.

call out!

Seeing the other party's green spiritual power rushing into his face in an instant, at this moment, a purple flame shone in the air in front of Ye Feng's forehead, turning into a fire dragon, swallowing up the oncoming spiritual power in one bite.

The green mental power that was so powerful just a moment ago disappeared without a trace. People around were still wondering what was going on when they saw the Yuanmeng woman's eyes were dull and her face was full of fear.

"It doesn't matter if you offend me, Ye Feng. But if you do it in our sect's inscription hall, you won't give face to Mr. Nie and my Yuan sect inscription master."

"Since you are not a disciple of our sect, I will punish you... slap myself twice as punishment."

Ye Feng's voice was cold, but there was a hint of irresistible meaning in these words.

After the words fell, two clear sounds of "papa" were heard. The Yuanmeng woman actually raised her hand, opened her bow left and right, and slapped herself twice.

Under the gaze of dumbfounded eyes, Ye Feng slowly took the Phantom Stone from Old Nie's hand, cupped his hand, and strode away towards the gate of the Inscription Hall.

It wasn't until he turned around and left the current hall that the flames condensed by the Zisha Xuanhuo turned around and caught up with him.

With a bang, the green spiritual power activated by the Yuanmeng woman reappeared, but the aura was undoubtedly much weaker. And she also sat slumped on the ground, her cheeks were red and swollen, and she looked lost.