Broken Night

Chapter Three Hundred and Fifty-Second ─ Recognition of Patterns

So really speaking, Grandma Qian is very qualified to preside over this tattoo battle.

Just when Mengshi was still as indifferent as water and Jiang Rou had already hated Mengshi so much, the same beautiful and refined figure walked out. Compared with Jiang Rou, she is not as stunning and detached. Compared with Mengshi, she is not beautiful enough.

But she is like a small spring in a mountain stream, which makes people feel good at first sight.

This person is Xia Yubing.

She is also a student who played on behalf of Wan Academy.

In terms of strength, Xia Yubing is not number one. But in front of her were her senior sister Xiao Xue and Huo Feng's genius Huo Feng, both of whom were tattooed. Then, it can only be her.

The three girls were outside, attracting everyone's attention.

Jiang Rou's natural beauty, Mengshi's exotic style, and Xia Yubing's gentle and moving beauty, these three abruptly different beauties are together, making countless people dazzled.

"Okay." Grandma Qian's voice sounded, which also represented the beginning of the tattoo battle: "Today is the fifth day of exchanges between the academies—the tattoo selection competition."

"I'm not talking too much nonsense here. The title of today's selection battle is: The Complete Book of Basic Tattoos."

As she spoke, Grandma Qian turned her palm over, and a volume only the size of a palm flew out from her sleeve. Just on the way out, facing the storm. In just the blink of an eye, it became enough to cover more than half the size of the martial arts arena.

It's just that many people know that this has not been maximized.

They had clearly seen the Yutianshen flying in the air when it was enough to accommodate hundreds of thousands of people.

"It is the source of knowledge. The reason why the south has been able to stand for many years, and constantly innovate and bring forth new ones, is because the south focuses on inheritance. There are many colleges in the south, and there are many times as many tattoo artists and tattoo masters as in the north. This is all about The power of knowledge."

"We would have been stronger had it not been for the great war a thousand years ago that cut off the flow of knowledge."

Grandma Qian said these words, even the big bosses sitting in the north were silent. It is precisely because of this problem that they came to Waimen to study. In the north, where the strong eat the weak, the selfless teaching of tattooing in the south is like a fantasy.

Grandma Qian had a proud look on her face: "The treasure of Wan Academy's yard, [Yu Tianshen], is the treasure of a strong ten thousand pattern tattoo artist countless years ago. Part of the pattern system. Our Wan Academy is one of the three major academies today.”

"There are countless wonderful uses of the God of Heaven, and among them there is an elegant function."

Grandma Qian said, turning her palms slightly. Under her control, the God of Heaven, who was hovering above the countless participating students, slowly dropped a ball of light large enough to accommodate one person.

"When the participating students walk into the ball of light, 9,800 basic patterns in the basic pattern will emerge."

"The eight tattoo artists who can identify the most will advance to tomorrow's finals."

"Wow!" When they heard Grandma Qian's novel method of tattooing, countless people were in an uproar, and their faces showed excitement. Compared with the silent alchemy test yesterday, Grandma Qian's test method was obviously much more dazzling.

And Shi Feng also nodded secretly, thinking that this grandma is indeed a smart person. It not only solves the problem for the organizer of the Jagged War Gate, but also makes their Wan Academy show a great prestige. It's just that at this moment, he will not demolish the stage. Instead, he would like to thank Grandma Qian for breaking the boring situation for yesterday's silent competition.

"Competing students, please enter the ball of light."

Meng Shi's face was calm, and he slowly stepped into the ball of light.

Jiang Rou was not far behind and walked into the ball of light.

Xia Yubing and the other participating students walked into the ball of light one by one.

When Grandma Qian saw the last student walking into the ball of light, she nodded slightly, with a smile on her face: "Okay, the tattoo selection battle begins!"

Following her order, Yutianshen, who was suspended in the air, had words appearing on every light sphere.

That's numbers.

"Look, the numbers are jumping!"

"Could it be, is that the number of patterns that the contestant can recognize?"

"My God, there are 9,800 basic patterns, I'm proud enough to be able to get 100."

"Bah, what kind of thing are you, dare to compare with the young geniuses outside?"

Just when countless people were talking about it, a few people were particularly noticeable.

"Jump fast!"

"That's... a dream poem!"

"Not only, you see Jiang Rou's side is the same."

In the ball of light, Mengshi returned to calm after the initial surprise. The Refining Palace Cave in Burning Heaven Mountain is not something that ordinary people can live in. To be able to walk out of it, her xinxing has long been tempered.

Patterns kept appearing in front of her, and as long as she whispered the name of the pattern, the pattern would disappear. If you come across a pattern you don't know, you can just call it quit and it will disappear, and another pattern will reappear.

"Bing Feng."

"Thunderbolt."

"Light."

"Snailback."

"Strength."

"whirlwind."

"Yanyang."

Meng Shi's face was indifferent, as if it was not herself that she was studying. Word by word, countless patterns flashed. She didn't see that the number on her head, suspended on the ball of light, had exceeded one thousand.

Jiang Rou in the ball of light also showed a confident look on her face. The number on her head also just exceeded 1,000, but the speed did not slow down at all, and it kept beating!

Xia Yubing broke through 900.

In addition to these three people, a bald-headed teenager also broke through nine hundred and followed closely behind. Just at a glance, you can tell that this person is the genius tattoo artist from [Jidao Temple]——Xuanxiu.

However, Ye Luqing, the strongest in Hundred Flowers Academy, did not appear in the tattoo battle after the alchemy battle had already been played. Hundred Flowers Academy also simply did not participate.

There are not many famous tattoo masters in the other eight schools and three middle schools.

After all, an academy can only play one person, and there are really not many academies that can teach tattoo artists. Not to mention that there are already many tattoo artists in the outer gate, so the current situation is as if Jiang Rou from Qunxing Academy, Xia Yubing from Wan Academy, Xuan Xiu from Jidao Temple, and Mengshi from the outer gate of Yunfu are vying for the top spot. The next situation!

"Oh my God... Meng Shi and Jiang Rou... have already exceeded 3,000!"

"Xia Yubing and Xuanxiu both exceeded 2,500!"

"Thousands of patterns... how is this possible..."

"Idiot! What tattoo masters cultivate is spiritual power, how can their memory be comparable to me!?"

No matter how noisy it is outside, the people in the ball of light can't hear any sound. Only the pattern in front of him flashed past, and the sound of reading the pattern by himself.

More than 9,000 questions, even if they are answered quickly, time will pass.

Four hours had passed when the dream poem exceeded the number of seven thousand.