World Wide Martial Art

"Depend on!"

Ye Feng quickly dodged the rebounding force and broke into a cold sweat. If he had been a little slower, his mind might have been damaged. Situ

"Haha... It's not easy to achieve this level for the first time. Senior brother, I have to sincerely admire you. Don't be discouraged. Come on, keep up the good work."

Wang Yuwei, who was watching attentively, was also startled, but when he saw Ye Feng's failure, he showed a somewhat relaxed expression on his face.

Failure is a common occurrence in military affairs.

If Ye Feng were to successfully engrave such a difficult inscription at once, it would be a fool's errand and would leave indelible wounds on Wang Yuwei's young mind.

Ye Feng nodded, quickly summarized the reasons for the failure in his mind, and began to pick up the second inscription material.

Many of the previous routines were no different from the first time. It was not until the step of extracting the energy and starting to actually carve the lines that Ye Feng slowed down and concentrated.

"The rebound force should come from the essence. If this is the case, the proportion can be reduced relatively."

In this way, the effectiveness of the "solidified" inscription may be slightly reduced after success, but the probability of successful inscription is greatly increased.

Thinking like this, Ye Feng used his mental power to suppress the impact of the other two sources of Yuanli energy, while he began to concentrate on dealing with the third one.

"Give me...suppression!"

At the same moment, violent mental power came out, and the energy that rebounded again was flattened on the animal skin.

really.

This time the rebound force was obviously much smaller. Under the suppression of Ye Feng's strong mental power, it gradually began to merge with the other two energies.

Half an hour later, Ye Feng took a deep breath and withdrew his mental power. His eyes fell on the inscription in his hand and he shook his head in disappointment.

"I'll wipe it. Is this...successful?"

Wang Yuwei couldn't help but open his mouth.

After only failing once, he was able to figure out the secret to success the second time and directly completed such a difficult second-level inscription. Ye Feng's model of failure, understanding, improvement, and success simply subverted Wang Yuwei's three views.

Comparing people to each other makes people angry.

His young mind once again suffered a critical blow of 10,000 points.

"The quality of this inscription should be only second-grade low-grade!"

"Well, maybe it was suppressed too much before, which caused the energy in the essence to not be fully integrated..."

Ye Feng casually threw the inscription aside, nodded as if talking to himself, and reached out to grab the third piece of material.

"Junior brother Ye, you... still want to continue?"

Seeing Ye Feng throw away the solidified inscription like trash, Wang Yuwei almost spit out blood.

It's just that the inscriptions were successful twice, but the quality was still too low.

Regarding this, can you still consider your own mood?

Not noticing Wang Yuwei's frustrated expression, Ye Feng was slightly startled when he heard this. He... didn't seem to feel too tired.

It stands to reason that if you carve three inscriptions in a row, you will feel a little tired no matter what.

"Could it be that... it has something to do with the last time I entered the Bajiao Linglong Pavilion... but my mental strength obviously hasn't improved?"

After frowning and thinking for a while, he could think of only this reason.

"It seems that you have to pay extra attention next time you enter. If you can also improve your mental power there... then it is really worth spending no matter how high the price is."

After saying this, Ye Feng threw the thoughts out of his mind and began to fall into the world of inscriptions again.

…

After forgetting to eat and sleep, when the fifth inscription was finally completed, Ye Feng showed a satisfied smile on his face.

The quality of this one is obviously higher than before. Of course, whether it can be carried in the physical body will only be known after professional magic circle testing.

The moment his mental power was recovered, Ye Feng fell down and fell asleep.

"Oh my God, you're probably not a freak. Four of the five inscriptions were successful..."

"No, you should just be a human being!"

Pulling up the quilt with Ye Feng, Wang Yuwei looked at the several inscriptions spread out in front of him and felt like he was dreaming.

Whether it is mental strength or mental control, the methods Ye Feng displayed are beyond the reach of ordinary warriors of this age group.

Those rumored inscription geniuses in the inner and outer courtyards of the sect and even in the upper city of Jinhua, compared with this guy lying in front of him, I'm afraid... they are not even worthy of carrying shoes.

…

When Ye Feng woke up again, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

After taking a look at Wang Yuwei who had fallen asleep at some point, Ye Feng wiped his face with water and began to concentrate on engraving...

In the attic hall on the first floor, Guan Buyu was still waiting anxiously.

"Well... sister Ning Zhen, it's been three days, brother Ye... can something happen?"

Looking at Yuan Ningzhen, who had a leisurely expression next to him, Guan Buyu couldn't sit still.

"Junior Brother Ye can carve a second-level top-quality inscription, so he should be fine, not to mention that guy Wang Yuwei is watching."

Yuan Ningzhen, who was sitting aside, answered nonchalantly while stuffing candied fruit into her mouth.

"But...my second-level inscription is more difficult than ordinary ones, and it may even cause a small...backlash."

Touching his nose, Guan Buyu, the big black man, actually said with a guilty conscience.

"Huh? What...backlash?"

The swinging long legs suddenly stopped, and Yuan Ningzhen looked sideways at Guan Buyu.

"That's right. Before Brother Ye, Lao Guan, I had found five or six inscription masters, and I even asked an inscription master. Unfortunately, without exception, none of them could meet Lao Guan's requirements."

"And there are two others who... suffered mental backlash during the engraving, and were bedridden for less than half a year."

Despite the embarrassment on his face, he patted the table with some regret and said, "It's all my fault. I forgot to tell Brother Ye about this."

Hearing this, the leisurely look on Yuan Ningzhen's face suddenly disappeared, she threw down the half-eaten candied fruit she had on hand, turned around and rushed towards the second floor.

Guan Wuyu sighed as if he was blaming himself, and followed closely.

There was silence in Ye Feng's bedroom on the second floor. It seemed like he didn't even hear breathing. Yuan Ningzhen didn't expect that it was related to the seal barrier inside and thought something was wrong.

Creak!

Just when she was about to kick the door, the door was opened, and a strong spiritual aura swept out with the smell of various inscription materials.

"You...what are you doing?"

Looking at the two people with angry expressions, Ye Feng asked curiously.

After several days of intensive inscriptions, he looked quite tired at the moment. His whole body was in a mess, his hair was scattered behind his head, and beside him stood Wang Yuwei, who looked even more depressed.

Although he was just observing, Wang Yuwei seemed more exhausted than Ye Feng...