Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 69 Inscription Confrontation
Shao Hua on the side snorted coldly, hooked his fingers into sharp claws, and a savage look flashed between his brows.

If you bet on the inscription pattern with him, he will lose.

He wanted Lu Feng to know the gap between the two.

At this time, the ghost hand glanced over coldly, and pretended to be generous: "How to compare, you decide."

He was not worried that Shao Hua would lose, but was thinking about how to make Shao Hua win more beautifully.

"Carve the formation in the air, without any auxiliary means, and compete whoever carves the formation level to see who is stronger."

Elder Mo pondered for a while.

Engraving the array in the air is the fairest competition, without using any tools, it is completely a competition for the attainment of inscription patterns and the strength of spiritual power.

"Okay, just see my accomplishments in the inscription pattern, and you will know how ignorant you are."

Shao Hua sneered and walked out. He didn't think Lu Feng would be very good at inscription patterns.

After pondering for a moment, a fiery red light shone between his ten fingers, and he lit up like playing a piano in the void.

One after another, the silk threads jump and connect in series between the sky and the earth, connecting them into a gorgeous pattern.

The silk threads are extremely complicated, and within a dozen breaths, thousands of silk threads with inscription patterns appear.

Even in this bitterly cold winter, there were still bead-sized beads of sweat dripping down his face, which also showed that he was reluctant to engrave this formation.

"Knot!"

Shao Hua waved his hands, the inscription pattern was squirming, and a formation in the shape of a firebird gradually solidified in the void, very gorgeous.

The ghost hand on the side nodded repeatedly, with a smile on his cold face, extremely satisfied with this disciple.

At Shao Hua's age, he was only a first-rank inscription pattern apprentice.

But what puzzled him was that Mo Lao on the side still had the attitude of an old god, and didn't care about Shao Hua's performance at all.

Does he have any cards?
Guishou shook his head, this is impossible, carving formations in the void is extremely difficult, he doesn't think the young man in front of him has the ability to carve formations better than Shao Hua.

At this time, Lu Feng was also watching Shao Hua engrave the formation, and he did have the capital of pride.

At the age of 20, he was able to carve out a formation at the peak of the second rank, which is enough to demonstrate his strength.

Even in an inscription guild at the same level as the Tianxing Dynasty, there would still be a group of fifth-rank inscription masters scrambling to accept Shao Hua as an apprentice. After all, it was not easy to receive a talented genius in the inscription.

The inscription pattern is not like martial arts, it requires strong spiritual power and the ability to connect with the heaven and the earth.

"I don't know what advice I have from Mr. Mo and this little brother."

At this time, Shao Hua said provocatively.

At the same time, the flame inscription pattern jumped in the void like an elf, and the outline of the fire bird became more and more clear, as if it was about to sing out.

"Glamourous." Lu Feng said lightly.

This method of Shao Hua can only be called a show of skill. If it is to really depict the inscriptions, who would waste extra energy to outline those unnecessary inscriptions.

"Don't worry, I will convince you to lose in a while."

With a sneer, the movements between Shao Hua's fingers became faster and faster. After a few minutes, this set of second-grade inscription patterns was finally completed.

Tweet!
With a crisp bird song, the formation in the void turned into a lifelike firebird spreading its wings, soaring in the void for a few breaths, and then turning into a magnificent rain of fire that filled the sky.

The second-order peak formation, the fire bird formation.

After doing all this, Shao Hua was sweating profusely, but he was laughing loudly, looking at Lu Feng proudly.

"Wonderful!"

Seeing this move, Guishou quickly clapped his hands and applauded, he was not picky in his experience.

The ghost hand looked at Mr. Mo, and said triumphantly, "What do you think, Mr. Mo?"

Mr. Mo glanced lightly at Shao Hua and said, "It's not bad, but it's far behind him."

What is the second-order inscription pattern? Even when he refines weapons, he sometimes asks Lu Feng for advice. He doesn't believe that Lu Feng is only powerful in theory, but has no ability to cut formations.

"Hmph, I don't believe that anyone in the younger generation can carve out a formation that is better than the Firebird Formation."

Shao Hua said coldly.

"The inscription pattern is not used to show off skills. The fire bird array like yours is a waste of time and energy. It is just a child's trick. The real inscription pattern is simple and practical."

However, at this moment, Lu Feng said lightly, walked to the middle of the competition, and gave Shao Hua a light look.

He stretched out a finger, and in an instant, countless rays of light shone in the void. Those were fiery red threads, which seemed to match the power of this world.

There are not as many inscription silk threads as Shao Hua, there are only a few dozen, but they outline the embryonic form of a divine bird.

In just a moment, the fiery red light shone on the sky and the earth, and a fiery force melted the snowflakes one by one.

"Third grade inscription pattern, fire sparrow array, this is the real inscription pattern."

With a hook of Lu Feng's finger, a beam of light shines in Huoque's eyes.

The firebird seemed to come alive, soaring around in the void, it suddenly turned into a storm of flames and exploded.

Silent and shocked, Mo Lao and Guishou opened their eyes wide, and their hearts seemed to be turbulent.

The fire bird array is not very difficult in the third-rank inscription pattern, and they also have the ability to form an array in an instant.

However, the person in front of him is in his teens, and his realm is not so good, but he can draw the Firefinch Formation in a few breaths, which is not as talented as Shao Hua's flattery.

"It's impossible, even I can't carve the third grade inscription pattern, you can't carve it in this moment!"

Shao Hua's heart was shocked by Lu Feng's shot, he was dumbfounded and found it unbelievable.

"The world is so big, nothing is impossible, you are really pathetic." Lu Feng said lightly, carving a firefinch array is not a problem for him.

He possesses the soul veins, and his spiritual power is far superior to that of the same level plus his previous life experience. If he can't engrave it, it will be ridiculous.

Shao Hua only felt his eyes go dark, and fell to the ground.

He claims that the inscription pattern genius who has not appeared in a hundred years in more than a dozen countries around him has lost both martial arts and inscription pattern to this young man who is several years younger than him.

It was an indescribable shame, his pride was severely shattered by Lu Feng at this moment.

Ghost Hand took a deep breath, took a pill for Shao Hua, and said solemnly, "Boy, which inscription pattern master did you learn from? I know the details of Old Ghost Mo, and he will never be able to teach such an outstanding genius. "

"Self-taught."

Lu Feng smiled slightly.

Gui Shou didn't believe it at all, he was sure that there was a more powerful inscription master behind Lu Feng, maybe a fourth rank, or even a fifth rank.

It's just that Lu Feng didn't want to say it, so there was nothing he could do.

Now he hated Mo Lao even more, no wonder this kid was here, he must be currying favor with him.

This time, Old Ghost Mo made a big deal out of him, deliberately setting up a pit for him to jump into.

"I would like to admit defeat, these ten profound stones belong to you."

The ghost hands handed over the ten black stones with a slight heartache, and sighed in his heart that this young man is a genius with inscription patterns, and he was completely convinced.

Lu Feng was not polite, and accepted it with a smile.

"Linger, you and Lu Feng go out for a stroll first, I still have something to do here."

Old Mo said with a smile, looking at the ghost hand with a victor's attitude.

Mo Ling nodded obediently, turned around and followed Lu Feng to leave the Inscription Pattern Guild.

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