Chapter 1567 Inscription Gambling Battle

Elder Feng looked embarrassed. Situ Reading

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Elder Feng had a good impression of Ye Feng, and after all, the latter was considered an outer courtyard disciple, with strong strength and high talent, and he also had face.

If it were an ordinary person, even an inner sect elite, he could be partial to him, but it was difficult at the moment.

In addition to being an inscription master, Qing Zhenyi was also the leader of Luowang, and Luowang, an organization, had a complicated relationship with the "Yuanmeng".

Everyone knew that the entire Diyuan Sect was holding back a lot of energy and wanted to win a good ranking at the Inscription Master Conference.

As a nominal figure of the Diyuan Sect, Gongzi Yuan was the only hope. Even the inner sect leaders and several of the most core bigwigs had to protect him.

Perhaps Gongzi Yuan would not ask about the little things of the "Yuanmeng", but who could be sure? If he asked, then... it would be a big trouble.

"Ye Feng, do you want to compete in the art of inscription, or in martial arts with this Master Qing?"

After coughing twice, Elder Feng looked up at Ye Feng. When asking, he specifically mentioned Qing Zhenyi's identity... Master Qing.

Ye Feng's heart moved. Elder Feng was obviously trying to give him a way out and let him choose to compete in martial arts.

Although Qing Zhenyi was a fourth-grade inscription master, his Yuanli cultivation was only at the second level of the King Realm, and it was said that he was at the level that could only be broken through by piling up drugs.

Ye Feng had the ability to defeat Zhong Ziqi, and maybe he could gain the upper hand.

In Elder Feng's eyes, competing in the art of inscription with an inscription master was simply a matter of no chance of winning.

"Junior brother, compete with him in martial arts." Wang Yuwei rushed forward and said.

"Yes, wait until you pass the assessment of the fourth-grade inscription master, and then compete with him in the art of inscription."

Yuan Ningzhen also hurriedly advised.

"Hahaha, as an inscription master... you dare not compete in inscription skills, it's simply ridiculous." Qing Zhenyi laughed loudly, his eyes full of provocation and contempt.

"Boy... aren't you very awesome? You dare to steal our Luowang's business, but you don't have the courage to compete in inscriptions? Could it be that... the inscriptions you sell are all inferior goods?"

"If you don't have this courage, you'd better go back to sweep the floor with your tail between your legs..."

Just when Ye Feng was a little embarrassed, the voice of Yuan Ling in his mind sounded.

"What an arrogant bastard, promise him, this Yuan Ling guarantees that you can win."

"Really?"

Ye Feng's heart was filled with joy, and he turned to Qing Zhenyi and nodded and said: "Okay, since Master Qing is so confident in his inscription skills, I will naturally give Master a face."

"I promise you, let's compete in inscription skills."

After the words fell, everyone in the Sweeping Sect was stunned, and Elder Feng, who wanted to favor Ye Feng, shook his head helplessly.

After all, he is young and full of vigor.

He could not bear the provocation of the other party, but he did not know that he had been fooled by the other party.

After getting Ye Feng's approval, Qing Zhenyi's eyes flashed with joy, his long hair flew in the air, and he said loudly: "You are brave enough... I am waiting for you to say this. If I, Qing Zhenyi, lose to you, I will never bother you, the menial disciples again."

"I am afraid that this is not enough."

"Since we are going to compete, the stakes can be higher."

With a slight smile, Ye Feng remembered Yuan Ling's words, and he was full of confidence in his heart. He said casually: "If you lose, let half of the inscription market come out to sweep the door for me. What inscriptions we sell has nothing to do with you Luowang."

"What a big appetite, aren't you afraid of being stuffed to death!"

Qing Zhenyi sneered.

Half of the inscription market, that is an extremely large number, and the profit is so large that it is unimaginable.

"It seems that Master Qing is not sure about his inscription skills. If you dare not agree, then forget it. Haha..."

Ye Feng said coldly with a mocking smile.

"Why not? I will bet with you. Of course, for the sake of fairness, if you lose, you must also take out the corresponding chips."

With a cold light in his eyes, Qing Zhenyi shouted fiercely: "If you lose, you will automatically give up your status as an inscription master. From now on, you are not allowed to engrave an inscription again."

Boom...

As soon as these words came out, the whole crowd was shaken.

Qing Zhenyi's bet was really cruel. Not only did he not let Ye Feng inscribe, but he also wanted him to give up his status as an inscription master?

This is to eliminate this opponent who may become a strong enemy once and for all.

Ye Feng has been fooled once, and he will definitely not be fooled again.

However, the situation once again surprised everyone. Ye Feng smiled nonchalantly, bowed to Elder Feng and said, "Okay! It's a deal. Elder Feng, please be a witness and preside over this competition."

"Ye Feng...you...don't act on impulse."

Elder Feng frowned.

"Please rest assured, Elder. I am very confident in my inscription level...I also want to teach some frogs in the well a lesson, so that they don't treat people as human beings..." Ye Feng said leisurely, glancing at Qing Zhenyi and others.

The two people's words, like a sword and a sword, fell into the ears of the people around them, like thunder in a dry land, shaking everyone's head.

Inscription masters often have some exchanges and bets with each other, usually with inscriptions or explanation scrolls.

This is the first time I have seen such a big deal of using inscriptions to decide life and death.

One is risking his own future, and the other is giving up billions or even tens of billions of inscription market share. It must be said that this is indeed a rare gamble in a century.

Especially the disparity in status between the two.

One is the leader of Luowang, the elite of the inner sect, and the famous fourth-grade inscription master.

The other is a chores disciple who has just joined Diyuan Sect.

Ye Feng agreed to compete with Qing Zhenyi in inscriptions, which has exceeded everyone's imagination. If he agreed to such a bet, could it be that... this person is really a dragon hidden in the sea, with trump cards that they can't imagine?

This good show... is worth watching.

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Seeing that Ye Feng and Qing Zhenyi had no other objections, the hesitant Elder Feng nodded and said solemnly: "Since you two have made up your minds, this elder will not say anything more."

"So... one hour later, everyone will gather at the martial arts arena. This elder will go to the Inscription Hall to ask Elder Nie to give a scroll of instructions. He will personally set the questions, which will definitely be fair and just."

After saying that, he waved his long sleeves and left the scene.

The other disciples who were watching also walked towards the martial arts arena.

"Junior Brother Ye, are you kidding me? That guy is a fourth-grade inscription master. You actually agreed to his bet?"

After the people around dispersed, the people who were sweeping the door rushed up in unison, and Wang Yuwei, who was at the front, was even more anxious.

"Since I agreed to compete with him in the art of inscription, I will definitely win."

Ignoring the concerns in everyone's eyes, Ye Feng asked, "But I want to know, how long has this arrogant Qing Zhenyi been a fourth-grade inscription master?"