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Chapter 9 Engraved Bulong

He is the chief talisman master of the Ling family. Even he himself can only bless runes to weapons. He cannot do the means of blessing runes to warriors. Otherwise, the Ling family would not have only eight rune warriors.

"Incredible, if Ling Yun's four first-level runes really overlap, he would be the first in our rune competition." An old man from Uncle Ling Yun stroked his beard and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Today, Ling Yun's performance in the competition field was amazing, and now his talent in runes is beyond everyone's imagination.

Even if Ling Yun is really difficult to practice, becoming a talisman master in the future is also a good choice. In the future, he can at least improve the overall strength of the Ling family.

Ling Yun didn't listen to other people's words. Now he put all his heart on the knife in front of him. The overlap of four-level runes is not difficult for Ling Yun.

The biggest problem is this ring-headed knife.

The ring-headed sword is made of ordinary stainless steel, and the rune power it can withstand is limited, so Ling Yun must carefully engrave the talisman. Once a little bit of power cannot be restrained, it may destroy the ring-headed sword.

By then, this rune weapon will be completely destroyed.

Mrs. Huayang turned her head and looked at Ling Jiannan.

Ling Jiannan had a sneer on his lips.

Click!

At this moment, a slight crack appeared in the ring-headed knife in Ling Yun's hand.

There was a crack inside the ring-headed knife, and others might not have felt it yet, but Ling Yun already knew very well that the knife was useless!

Why?

Ling Yun suddenly stopped the rune strokes in his hand, raised his head and turned his head to look at Sifang, and finally fell on Ling Jiannan. Sure enough, he still made trouble.

Ling Yun should have long thought that Mrs. Huayang and other old guys in the Ling family would not let him pass the test easily. However, Ling Yun did not find any problems with the ring-headed sword at that time, so he could only suffer this secret loss.

Ling Yun put the ring-headed knife on the table.

Bang!

The ring head knife is broken.

"Oh, it's such a pity!" The talisman master of the Ling family shook his head and sighed.

"The overlapping power of the fourth-level rune is powerful, and the ring-headed sword cannot withstand this rune power at all. It is normal to destroy it. Ling Yun is really too greedy." Ling Jiannan also looked regretful.

"Ling Yun will definitely be eliminated. This little guy who returned to the Ling family in seven years has just ignited a ray of light, but he didn't expect it to go out so soon." Some people really felt sorry for Ling Yun.

Ling Yun saw everyone's expressions and glanced at the funnel in front of him. Now half of the time has passed. Even if he gives himself a ring-headed sword, Ling Yun no longer has the ability to create rune overlapping talisman soldiers within half an hour.

"Fight!"

Ling Yun pushed the table, put the blood ink and inkstone on the ground, and began to quickly carve it on the table.

"What is he doing?"

"This kid is not crazy, he actually carved runes on the table. This table is just an ordinary wooden table. Not to mention first-level runes, even the simplest half-runes cannot bear it."

Ling Yun had no time to explain other people's doubts.

Now, he must concentrate.

Because every scattered rune power will shatter the table.

Ling Yun carefully portrayed.

The heavenly record is above, the spiritual pattern is in the middle, and the condensed essence is below!

The pen of Lingyun is a dragon and snake, and the speed is so fast that it makes people dazzled. Moreover, the runes are extremely complex, and each pattern seems to contain some kind of rule.

"The eldest son Ling Hong completed!" At this time, Ling Hong had already completed the portrayal of his runes, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Next is Ling Xiaojiao, Ling Zhan, and then the rune genius boy.

Time passes.

One by one, the contestants had completed their own rune portrayals, and two failed to engrave the talisman.

As time passed by little by little, Ling Yun was still the only one who was still portraying it.

"Lingyun, the ring-headed sword has been destroyed. I announce that he has been eliminated!" Ling Jiannan said loudly.

At this moment, the housekeeper Mo Pao walked to Ling Jiannan and said, "Ling Yun, he has not completed his portrayal yet, how can he be eliminated?"

"But his ring-headed sword has broken and cannot complete the engraving of the talisman." Ling Jiannan said coldly.

"Did the rules of the competition say that the runes must be carved on the ring-headed sword?" Mo Luo's eyes turned cold.

"This..." Ling Jiannan was speechless and turned to look at Mrs. Huayang.

Although Mo Pao is only the butler of the Ling family, his identity is extremely special, very much like a shadow of Ling Feng. His words are extremely authoritative in the Ling family. Even Mrs. Huayang is not willing to offend this person easily.

Finally, Mrs. Huayang smiled and said, "It's less than half a stick of incense. Why don't we wait a little longer?"

Mrs. Huayang did not think that Ling Yun would complete the current runes in this last time, so it would be better to give a favor to the ink robe.

So everyone came to Ling Yun's side, but everyone had puzzled eyes on their faces, because what Ling Yun portrayed now does look like a rune, but it is completely different from the rune.

"What the hell is he doing?"

"I don't know, it doesn't look like a rune at all. He just left and right, just was just doodling things."

No one can understand what Ling Yun is drawing now.

Time is very fast, and it will be soon.

At this moment, Master Fu suddenly felt a sudden sensation, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead, saying, "He...he is actually in Bulong!"

"Bron? What is it?" The younger generation of disciples had no idea what Bulong meant.

Among the elders of the Ling family, not many people really know about Bulong.

Mrs. Huayang's face darkened, and Ling Jiannan was stunned.

The Mo Luo gently moved his hands and shoulders. Because he was wearing a mask, no one could see what his expression was, but it could be seen that he seemed very excited.

"Bulon, like a black and white chess, the masters play the game of Bu Dalong and kill the opponent with one blow. Ling Yun is also in Bu Long. He portrays around him at the beginning, and it is very messy, making people unable to see what runes he is portraying. It was not until the dragon bureau finally decided to see what he was doing."

"It is impossible to directly carve runes on the wooden table. Ling Yun is very smart. He accurately controls the portrayal of each rune pattern, making the power not enough to destroy the wooden table, so he can successfully build the dragon.

"The rune talent is extremely high, the control ability is extremely strong, and even the wooden table can be engraved. It is amazing!" When Mo Rou spoke, he glanced at Ling Jiannan. The smart man naturally heard the meaning of implicitly sarcastic Ling Jiannan from his words.
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