"Luowang was founded two years ago. Then it should have been about three years since he became a master of inscriptions."
"Qing Zhenyi is also a figure, and her inscriptions have made great progress. Looking at the entire inner sect of Diyuan Sect, she can be ranked first... There are rumors that he has received the guidance of Gongzi Yuan, otherwise... Luowang would not have become.
A partner of Yuanmeng.”
Wang Yuwei looked at Qing Zhenyi's past like a bean.
"Luowang is indeed an opponent."
"However, Qing Zhenyi and Luowang can't do anything to us. What I worry about is the Yuanmeng standing behind Luowang..."
Ye Feng shook his head secretly.
Gongzi Yuan is undoubtedly a master of inscriptions who is much better than Qing Zhenyi. He has no choice but to confront Qing Zhenyi. With the help of Yuan Ling, there should be no problem in defeating the other party.
But in this way, I and the sweeping door were pushed to the forefront, and maybe they would soon attract the attention of "Yuan Meng".
Ye Feng knew in his heart that although his inscription talent was strong, his time to be exposed to inscriptions was too short, and his level might have reached the entry stage.
Compared with Gongzi Yuan, a master-level master who is famous for the thirteen counties of the human race, this ability must be a huge gap in hitting stones with eggs.
This is what he is worried about...
The look of worry flashed in Ye Feng's eyes attracted misunderstandings from Yuan Ningzhen, Wang Yuwei and others.
Yuan Ningzhen pouted, revealing her shiny little tiger teeth and said, "Junior Brother Ye, if you are not sure, at worst we can let him be a pigeon. A hero will not suffer any loss in front of him. Besides, Qing Zhenyi is a real master of inscriptions.
He would not be embarrassed if he insisted on competing inscription techniques."
"That's right. Anyway, we sold almost the same stock this time. There are so many spirit stones, which is enough for a year." Wang Yuwei also nodded.
Ye Feng smiled and said, "A mere fourth-grade inscription master is nothing. Let's see how I defeated Qing Zhenyi in front of everyone."
"Let's sweep the floor... just wait for the rise."
He shook his sleeves and strode towards the location of the martial arts platform.
Yuan Ningzhen and Wang Yuwei looked at each other and sighed helplessly.
Junior Brother Ye is so arrogant. If you remember correctly, he has only been a third-grade inscription master for more than a month, but he actually said, "The fourth-grade inscription master is nothing"?
Why……
But since he had made up his mind, he could only take one step at a time.
...
The martial arts stage is used by the disciples of Diyuan Sect to compete for their skills, and they are usually relatively deserted.
But today it was abnormal. The huge stone platform was surrounded by inner and outer disciples surging from all directions, and even the few big trees not far away were densely packed with people.
At the front of the stone platform, many inside and outside elders were even seen.
In so many years, I have seen a master of inscriptions challenge the inscriptions for the first time, especially the latter's identity, who is still a servant.
It is absolutely impossible for ordinary inscription masters to let Qing Zhenyi, the leader of the "Luowang", 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 see the inscription competition. On the other hand, many people want to see what the mail inscription master Ye Feng looks like, and he actually has such courage.
.
As soon as the news spread, it attracted shocks from the inner and outer courtyards in just half an hour, resulting in the disciples and elders who were one step late and could not even find a place to watch the battle.
Hurry!
While waiting, a figure fell from the sky, and Elder Feng held a square box and landed on the martial arts stage.
At the same time, Qing Zhenyi's figure also appeared, wearing a standard robe with a black inscription master, with long hair tied with red belts, a jade crown on his head, a rustling posture and a cold expression. The moment he stepped onto the stage, he immediately
It attracted a large number of female disciples who were crazy about their voices.
Somewhere in front of the stands, dozens of inscription masters and inner disciples gathered to cheer for Qing Zhenyi, which was extremely eye-catching.
"My servant disciple Ye Feng, come up!"
The cold light like a star swept across the crowd, and the sound of Qing Zhenyi became more and more exciting.
He was quite satisfied with the scene below and was more confident in himself. He felt the gaze projected by the crowd, which even made him feel a little psychedelic.
After today, I still have a net, and will become famous in Diyuan Sect. Ye Feng will lose his qualification as an inscription master and stay in the labour for the rest of his life without seeing the light of day.
Haha...it's great to think about it.
"Brothers, although we are errand disciples, we respect ourselves, love ourselves, respect ourselves, and strengthen ourselves."
“We will never let people step on our heads…”
In a corner of the audience, Ye Feng stood up, said a few words to the disciples of the sweeping door, and then walked towards the martial arts stage with a calm expression.
Unlike Qing Zhenyi's gaze, he was calm and deaf about the discussions or sarcasm from all sides. When he stepped onto the martial arts stage, his mood was peaceful, just like a breeze blowing on Gaogang.
Such a calm expression made many people below curious, and several elders who were mingling in the crowd nodded in appreciation.
Among them... there is Elder He who is respected in the inner sect.
Ye Feng, dressed in a simple black suit, felt a sense of peace when he fell into their eyes, and sat down to watch Yuan Juan Yunshu.
...
"Silence!"
Nodding at the two of them, Elder Feng reached out and pressed, and the loud voice suppressed the noise around him.
"I believe you two have already understood the whole competition. Today, this elder is fortunate to preside over the test. The test questions were specially visited by Mr. Nie to ask Mr. Nie for it. There is no doubt about fairness."
"Now... this elder is publishing the title of the inscription."
With a bent finger, two identical scrolls shot out from Elder Feng's hand and landed on the table in front of the two.
"It's this third-level inscription, please read it."
As the sound fell, Ye Feng and Qing Zhenyi reached out to pick up the instructions scroll at the same time, expanded it and checked carefully.
While everyone was waiting anxiously, their faces became a little ugly. At the end, they even shook their heads at the same time.
"Hehe, Mr. Nie... I'm afraid another problem has come up."
"He likes to punish these little guys who like to show off. It's also a good thing for this sect to hone the character of the two on the stage."
The reactions on the two of them caused several elders in the crowd to smile...