Chapter 1575 A New Hope

"Haha, the inscription is not yet completely completed, and you dare to be so careless. Boy, you will definitely lose this time..."

Qing Zhenyi's heart, which had been raised to his throat, suddenly fell back into his stomach, and he laughed triumphantly. Si Tu Reading 520 Official Website

It is really a case of mountains and rivers being high and deep, and there is a way out.

It seems that he will win the bet today.

As an inscription master, no one knows better than him how terrifying the rebound of the rules of the avenue is. If he dares to use his mental power to forcibly suppress it, his own sea of ​​​​mind may suffer a serious blow.

No matter how powerful a warrior is, he can't compete with the rules of the avenue. In other words, once the backlash of the rules of the avenue is triggered, he can only choose to give up.

Crack...

Sure enough, after only two or three breaths, the second explosion sound came, and the light of the rules emerged even brighter, like a lightning, trying to pierce the bark of the ancient tree and kill it.

Boom!

Ye Feng's face turned green when he reacted. He didn't have time to think. The spiritual power in his sea of ​​consciousness poured out and turned into two in mid-air.

One strand was wrapped around the strand of the Dao rule, and the other strand was tightly attached to the ancient tree bark to prevent it from being damaged.

The moment it protected the ancient tree bark, the spiritual power had already collided with the Dao rule through the ancient tree bark.

With a loud bang, the barrier seal shook, and the violent energy radiated outward, even scraping off a layer of the stone skin on the martial arts stage.

This...

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"Alas, it failed, what a pity."

Looking at the half of the martial arts stage filled with dust, Elder Feng sighed with regret.

The explosion just now was caused by the collision of spiritual power and the Dao rule. Even the barrier activated by Elder Feng was shattered. Under such destructive power, there was almost no possibility of preserving the inscription.

"Fuck you!"

At the Sweeping Gate, Yuan Ningzhen's face was pale, and he was speechless.

Wang Yuwei cursed angrily, and with nowhere to vent his resentment, he punched hard and broke an ancient tree not far away.

Several outer disciples fell from the tree branches and glared at Wang Yuwei angrily, but they also knew the mood of the Sweeping Gate at this time, and did not choose to argue with him.

They had come through the ninety-nine bows, and only the last tremor was left.

In this inscription competition, Ye Feng lost after all.

The Sweeping Gate lost.

Lost... miserably.

"Hahaha, let's see the result!"

"Sometimes it's useless to just talk, you have to rely on real skills..."

The dull atmosphere was broken by Qing Zhenyi's triumphant laughter. He waved his sleeves and was about to sweep away the dust all around, but a disheveled figure rushed out of it one step ahead.

Ye Feng's hair was disheveled, his upper body robe was tattered, and he was holding a bunch of messy inscription materials in his hands.

There was even blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"This... well, Junior Brother Ye, are you okay? Senior Brother, I have a good healing pill here, how about giving it to you for free?"

Qing Zhenyi was in such a good mood that he stretched out his hand to show a pill in a hypocritical manner, and his smile could not be suppressed at all.

His inscriptions were successful twice, while the boy in front of him obviously had extraordinary mental strength and even had rare treasures such as the Purple Evil Black Fire, but he lost miserably.

After this competition today, he... will definitely be famous in the Tiandi Yuanzong.

By then, Luowang's business will come in, and he will definitely make a fortune...

"Ye Feng, are you injured?"

"Do you want to go down and rest first?"

Elder Feng walked forward helplessly, comforting Ye Feng while looking at Qing Zhenyi with some dissatisfaction.

"It's nothing serious. Take this elixir from Senior Brother Qing and you'll be fine."

With a smile on his face, Ye Feng unceremoniously reached out to take the elixir from Qing Zhenyi's hand, swallowed it in one gulp, and then turned to look at Elder Feng, slowly spreading his right hand.

"Please ask Elder Feng to identify the result of the inscription."

He opened his palm, and some discarded material residues fell on the stage. The last thing left in Ye Feng's palm was an intact Taiqing Jinhuaye inscription, emitting a sparkling spiritual light.

The martial arts stage and the surroundings instantly fell into a dead silence.

This...

What's going on?

Everyone couldn't help but stare with wide eyes, and their unbelievable eyes were focused on the spiritual light several feet high.

"No, no, no!"

"He can't engrave it successfully. How can he preserve the inscription under the counterattack of the rules of the avenue?"

Suddenly, a trace of exasperation appeared in the eyes of the stunned Qing Zhenyi. After a roar, he stretched out his hand like a madman to grab the inscription in Ye Feng's hand.

Ye Feng chuckled and closed his palms. His figure quickly stepped back several steps, letting Qing Zhenyi's snatch away.

"The right and wrong will be judged by Elder Feng... Qing Zhenyi, you can't do it yourself, but it doesn't mean that I, Ye Feng, can't do it. Get out of the way."

After saying this lightly, Ye Feng handed the inscription in his hand to Elder Feng, who shook Qing Zhenyi away with a palm.

"Boy, this elder really underestimated you."

Even Elder Feng was slightly distracted. As a bystander, he didn't know how Ye Feng had saved this inscription just now.

Under the gaze of hundreds of eyes, Elder Feng very carefully threw the three inscriptions into a small detection array one by one.

Three spiritual lights rushed up...

"The results are out. Qing Zhenyi's two Taiqing Jinhuaye inscriptions are respectively level three lower and level two upper."

"Ye Feng's inscription... level three upper quality, but unfortunately... there is a crack on the inscription. If Fang Cai had finished it perfectly, this inscription... might be able to be carried in the flesh."

Elder Feng sighed with great regret.

If it is a Taiqing Jinhuaye inscription that can carry the flesh, it must be sold for hundreds of millions of spirit stones.

Now, it is at most 40 to 50 million, which is half off.

Hearing this, Ye Feng scratched his head in embarrassment.

He had tried his best to protect it.

In the last collision, if Ye Feng had not risked his own injury to protect the ancient bark of the enlightenment tree, the inscription would have been destroyed, but even so, a crack still appeared.

Of course... the current result has made Ye Feng quite satisfied.

"Now, this elder announces the result of this inscription competition. Ye Feng... wins!"

As Elder Feng announced loudly, exclamations rang out from all around. Especially among the errand disciples, there were cheers and thunderous applause.

Qing Zhenyi, who looked ashen, clenched his fists until they turned white. In fact, the moment he saw the inscription in Ye Feng's hand, he knew that he had lost.

Sure enough... there was no accident.

The value of a third-grade inferior and a second-grade inscription is simply incomparable to that of a third-grade superior.

There is a gully between the inferior and superior grades. Many fourth-grade inscription masters need to go through countless failures before they can cross this gully.

What made it even harder for him to accept was that if there hadn't been the last mistake, Ye Feng's inscription... could actually be... carried in the flesh.

Qing Zhenyi knew very well that similar mistakes like the previous one were not important and could be avoided after a few practices. In other words, Ye Feng... could already engrave a third-level spiritual inscription that could be carried in the flesh... Taiqing Jinhua Liquid.

As an inscription master, he certainly understood what this meant...