World Wide Martial Art

Half an hour later, Ye Feng appeared in front of the Inscription Hall. Situ Reading 520 official website

"Master Ye...brother."

The gatekeeper's face was full of enthusiasm. When he saw Ye Feng, he hurriedly saluted, and his title changed from Junior Brother Ye to Senior Brother Ye.

Ye Feng smiled slightly and nodded, saying hello kindly.

Ever since he defeated Bu Jing Salamander in the hegemony competition, he has become famous in one battle. Wherever he goes, he will become the center of attention of the sect disciples.

Since the Inscription Masters Conference was about to be held, there were more people wearing the Inscription Master's robes near the Inscription Hall. As for the Inscription Hall, it was overcrowded, and third-grade inscription masters had to queue up to enter.

Seeing that the person walking forward was Ye Feng, although most of the inscription masters looked strange, not many took the initiative to say hello.

Inscription masters have always had a high status, and they always look aloof in front of warriors. They obviously respect their status and do not want to be regarded as a follower of others.

Ye Feng, who was not wearing the robe of the inscription master, was still dressed in simple black clothes, and looked a little shabby among the large group of glamorous inscription masters.

Currently, these inscription masters are basically here to exchange for inscription materials. They want to take advantage of the last moment to work hard and shine in the conference.

Looking at the long queue in front of him, Ye Feng felt a little worried. At this moment, a voice like the sound of nature sounded in his ears.

"Junior Brother Ye, are you here too?"

This voice immediately attracted everyone's attention. Ye Feng's eyes lit up, he turned around, smiled, cupped his hands, and said, "Senior Sister Luo Mi!"

"Why are you still queuing here? Come on, come in with me."

Nodding towards Ye Feng, Luo Mi, with a cold look on his face, walked straight towards the door. Wherever he passed, everyone in front of him automatically gave way to a path.

With Luo Mi leading the way, Ye Feng was naturally not polite.

Ignoring the jealous glances from everyone, Ye Feng followed Luo Mi.

His nose suddenly twitched slightly, and he smelled a faint scent of animal skin on Luo Mi. This was the unique smell of the musk elk, a top-grade demon beast on the ground level, which could be used to refine the third-level "evil-proof" inscription.

Obviously, Luo Mi is also making the final push for the Inscription Master Conference.

The hall was basically packed, and even Mr. Nie showed up in person, directing dozens of warriors from the inscription hall to place out batches of inscription materials for exchange by the inscription masters.

A scene of great excitement.

But even so, the moment Luo Mi and Ye Feng entered the door, they still attracted the attention of many people.

Ye Feng just pretended not to see it and looked around.

The inscription masters appearing in the hall are all at least third grade, and there are quite a few fourth-grade inscription masters. Especially in the southeast corner, two figures, a man and a woman, were sitting respectively. Judging from the expressions on the faces of the nearby inscription masters, it seemed that they were quite afraid of these two people.

"Junior Brother Ye, I heard that you have recovered from your injuries and have gone to the top floor of the Sutra Dojo to comprehend the wonderful Dharma? How come...you came out so quickly?"

Luo Mi looked at Ye Feng with a bit of suspicion in his eyes and asked.

"Haha, no, the Inscription Master Conference is about to be held. Junior brother is not overestimating his abilities and wants to give it a try."

Ye Feng laughed and replied, but when he thought about his current situation, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

Luo Mi nodded slightly, but a look of regret flashed in his eyes.

Ye Feng can successfully engrave level 3 inscriptions, and his inscription level surpasses Qing Zhenyi's, which is quite good. However, at this level, it is not realistic to compete with the top inscription masters of the two sects.

With Ye Feng's inscription talent, as long as he devotes himself to inscription, he might be able to go a step further and achieve some results in the next inscription master conference.

But in this case, the martial arts must be given up, and based on Ye Feng's performance in the competition, the sect will not let go of this good seedling.

Manpower is sometimes poor.

Regardless of inscriptions or martial arts, it takes an extremely large amount of time and energy to stand out and become a master.

There is no such person as Ye Feng, who can excel in both mental and spiritual cultivation, at least in the current Jinhua Shangcheng.

"Senior Sister Luo, are those two... also disciples of the sect?"

Not noticing the fleeting look on Luo Mi's face, Ye Feng curiously pointed at the man and woman in the corner.

These two people... have never met before.

Luo Mi shook his head and said: "No... they came with Gongzi Yuan. Their inscription skills are quite good. They are currently managing the Yuan Alliance for Gongzi Yuan."

Halfway through the words, Luo Mi seemed to have remembered something and lowered his voice: "The sweeping sect established by your handyman disciples has been gaining momentum recently. It is said that it has taken away a lot of Luowang's business, and Luowang has a relationship with Yuanmeng. It’s very interesting, you should pay more attention to Gong Ziyuan.”

Ye Feng nodded subconsciously.

The inscription business of the Sweeping Gate has indeed taken away the interests of many inner sect forces, especially Qing Zhenyi's trap, which has caused heavy losses. Even Qing Zhenyi has not dared to show his face recently.

I had also heard in the past that Luo Wang was a hook set by the Yuan League. From what Luo Mi meant, the rumors... were all true.

But so what?

What Sweeping Door is doing is a legitimate business. If Yuan Meng has the ability, he might as well compete openly and honestly. If the Yuanmeng only relies on the reputation of Young Master Yuan and engages in the kind of profiteer business of shoddy goods and shoddy goods, how can it be blamed on the sweeper?

Ye Feng's eyes suddenly became menacing.

The woman opposite suddenly raised her head, obviously aware of it, with a look of obvious displeasure on her face.

Ye Feng glanced past her and didn't pay attention, but the pride flashing in the woman's eyes made him feel a little uncomfortable. There was even a hint of contempt in the other party's eyes.

Of course, it wasn't just for himself. Ye Feng soon noticed that the eyes of the man and the woman looking at other people, even the eyes looking at several inscription masters, also had this kind of aloof arrogance.

"With Gongzi Yuan as their support, the two of them naturally look down on the other inscription masters of our Yuan Sect."

As if aware of Ye Feng's unhappiness, Luo Mi explained from the side.

Needless to say, Gong Ziyuan's status was in Gong Ziyuan's hands. To a certain extent, the Diyuan Sect's status for the next hundreds of years was in Gong Ziyuan's hands. The senior leaders of the sect treated them with great courtesy. Even these followers who followed Gong Ziyuan were treated as distinguished guests by the Diyuan Sect.

A clue can be seen from the fact that all the other inscription masters in the sect are standing, and only two of them are qualified to sit down.

"When one person attains enlightenment, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven."

Ye Feng muttered something in a low voice and didn't pay much attention to it. At this moment, he just wanted to get the Phantom Stone quickly and regain control of his mental power...