At a corner east of the Yanwutai, more than 60 people squeezed into a tight group of sweeping doors. Even those who had bruised noses and swollen eyes did not choose to go back. They were sweating coldly in their palms over there, observing the stage.
The two acted.
"Senior Brother Wang, you have an inscription with Junior Brother Ye every day. Junior Brother Ye... is he sure of success?"
Tang Ge asked quietly, unable to control himself.
Wang Yuwei had a dark face and smiled bitterly after hearing this: "Junior Brother Ye... he did succeed in level 3 inscriptions once, but it seemed that only once... he usually still mainly engraved level 2 inscriptions."
"And he does not have a physical body to carry auxiliary inscriptions, nor does he have an inscription pen. Judging from the current situation, I hope he... will not lose too badly, it will be a good fortune."
The faces of the many disciples of the Sweeping Sect instantly collapsed, and everyone's expressions were dim.
But there is nothing we can do about it.
"Let's take a look. Even if you lose, you can't deprive Junior Brother Ye of his inscription qualification. If we really force us to get angry, I... I'll go find my brother."
Yuan Ningzhen pouted, and her two little tiger teeth flashed with a bright light.
With her words of comfort that are not comforting, people feel a little calmer.
Yuan Ning’s real brother, that’s...hehe...
...
Taking a breath, Ye Feng's eyes closed slightly on the stage, but suddenly they opened wide and wide again. In an instant, a stream of spiritual power surged out of his body.
boom!
The violent mental energy quickly rose up as soon as it appeared, with a hint of blue color in the dark green, rushing up like a green dragon, and hitting Elder Feng's barrier.
Such a powerful impact caused the barrier to shake, and the green spiritual power that originally dominated most of the barrier was suddenly shaken like a tide.
Qing Zhenyi staggered, stunned, and almost fell to the ground.
The powerful pressure coming from beside him was like a vast ocean, which made his chest feel stuffy, and even Elder Feng couldn't help but retreat to the outside of the barrier.
Swish!
Before the warriors in front of the stage could react, the old guys standing on the mountain in the distance suddenly showed incredible gazes in their eyes, staring at the spiritual luster that emerged from Ye Feng.
"This...blue...blue?"
"Level 14! How is it possible? How could there be such a person among the peddlers?"
"It turns out... is so hidden."
"With such a mental strength, it is more than enough to participate in the fourth-grade inscription master assessment. Those monsters in the inner sect are at most similar to him, right?"
"This kid is really hidden. No wonder... he has the courage to challenge Qing Zhenyi... I've misunderstood..."
“…”
Several senior inscription masters were shocked, and even Elder He felt shocked.
this……
It's indeed a mistake...
Of course, no matter how shocked they were, they were definitely not as good as Qing Zhenyi who was with Ye Feng.
Suddenly being impacted by the blue spiritual energy, he almost became confused. Under the narrowing of the blue mental power, his mental energy was squeezed aside, barely covering the small area where Qing Zhenyi stood.
This is because Ye Feng did not take the initiative to attack. Otherwise, would there be a place where Qing Zhenyi would settle in such a narrow barrier space?
He picked up a place quietly, and Ye Feng did not deliberately make things difficult for the other party. He concentrated his mental power in his mind and pressed it down at the ancient bark of Enlightenment.
The blue mental power turned into a pointed cone, and the moment it pierced the ancient tree bark, it caused an extremely violent force to rush out.
At the same time, in Ye Feng's perception, there was an extremely subtle but unfathomable rule of the avenue that shot up and sucked towards his own divine sea.
"Damn!"
Ye Feng's face changed, shocked.
More mental power emerged wildly, and I forced myself to withstand the attack from the rules of the road.
Despite this, there was still an indescribable sting, which made Ye Feng frown involuntarily.
"Awakening the ancient bark of the Tao is born with affinity with the Tao. After growing for thousands of years, you can sense a trace of the rules of heaven and earth, and you can contain the power of the Tao in the tree."
Seeing that Ye Feng suffered a small loss, Elder Feng next to him quickly sent a message.
Ye Feng nodded and became more cautious. While constantly pressing down on his mental power, he forced the wisp of the road to counterattack, and began to engrave the patterns.
However, in this way, adding the infusion of the Yuan power and sealing Taiqing Jinhua Liquid is equivalent to having one mind and four uses, which is extremely particular about the ability to control mental power.
Only when the true inscribed was he realized the difficulty of this inscription.
In contrast, Qing Zhenyi was much more relaxed. He stood straight in place. While the inscription spiritual pen pierced the ancient tree bark, the light from the two inscriptions on his body was even more grand, and the spiritual power was filled with the air.
Dancing constantly, pressing down on the ancient bark.
Just frowned, he resolved the counterattack of the rules of the Avenue. With the inscription pen in his hand, the inscribed lines were like flowing clouds and water, which had an ornamental effect.
Ye Feng's just now made Qing Zhenyi's confidence come back.
Inscription art is a comprehensive embodiment of mental power, control power, and inscription tools. It has all three, and Ye Feng is just a simple and powerful mental power.
And the most important point is that not only did the other party not engraved with "Taiqing Jinhua Liquid", it seemed that even the ordinary third-level inscription had not been engraved with much.
The infusion of Taiqing Jinhua Liquid and several materials in the Yuanli period will see how this kid will deal with it then...
Sure enough, after a while, the inscription pen wandering on the bark of the ancient tree suddenly stopped, and Qing Zhenyi's eyes stared at Ye Feng.
It's a critical step.
It's time to start.
The patterns have been portrayed, and the next step is to blend Yuanli and Taiqing Jinhua Liquid with the material. As early as the beginning, he had misled the design and confused Ye Feng's judgment.
At this time, it's time to harvest.
However, the next moment, Qing Zhenyi's not-so-ugly face turned completely black. After a brief pause, Ye Feng looked up and glanced at Qing Zhenyi, with a hint of sarcasm flashing in his eyes.
He quickly chose to inject Taiqing Jinhua Liquid first, and then began to introduce Yuanli energy into the ancient bark.
He actually obeyed himself?
Damn, are you a fool?
I tell you to instill Taiqing Jinhua Liquid first, that must be fake. How could I tell you the truth? How could you choose to obey?
The little brat 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 was wasting his time on purpose."
The more treacherous a villain is, the more he likes to judge a gentleman by his villain's heart.
Qing Zhenyi, who had a gloomy face, let out a low and angry hum from her throat, and then accelerated the speed of inscribed.
If the inscription of the same level is engraved, time will definitely be used to determine the outcome. He felt... Ye Feng must have wanted to delay his time.