C217 The battle for a psionic tattoo

The moment the enemy saw him, his eyes would turn red. Bai Moxie wanted to argue with Jin Wugui on the spot, but was stopped by him.

"Why did you stop me?" Bai Moxie asked in confusion.

This Jin Wugui actually opened his mouth and said: "He knows his limits. He knows that he cannot become a Rank four spirit sculptor within two months, so he doesn't have the face to make you argue with me! When Bai Moxie's pavilion master becomes the pavilion master of the Sirius Pavilion, I will take care of you properly! "

"You sure spout a lot of nonsense. If I don't teach you a lesson, you'll feel uncomfortable!" Chen Zhan was furious when he heard that, and before Bai Moxie could even speak, he had already stepped forward, activated Divine Arm Clearing Technique, and directly smashed towards.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Miserable screams rang out one after another. The Golden Crow was beaten into a pulp on the spot. It lay on the ground, breathing out air more often than it did in the past.

"Ha ha!" Bai Moxie suddenly laughed out loud, gave Chen Zhan a big thumbs up, and then said to Jin Wugui: "You must offend Chen Kuang, this is simply suicidal, last time you were taught a lesson, and you still refuse to repent, are you comfortable now?"

"Puchi!" Jin Wugui immediately spat out blood on the spot, he was furious at Bai Moxie, now he regretted so much that he wanted to anger Chen Zhan, and was about to be beaten to such a state.

"Who is this?" Just then, a group of people from the Golden Pavilion walked over, and asked when they saw Jin Wugui.

"Ha ha!" Bai Moxie laughed and left with Chen Zhan. Right now, the competition was about to begin.

This time, there were no other judges, only Ling Hou. After all, he was the chief Sculptor, and the strange thing was that he did not host the competition. Instead, he sat in the judge's seats and did not say a word. However, there was a seat beside him that the audience instantly understood. There was another judge who was presiding over today.

After an hour, the person everyone was looking forward to did not appear. The match had yet to begin and the audience was already grumbling.

"We've already waited for so long, why aren't the judges in place yet?"

"Can we start again today? What a waste of an expression! "

At this moment, the expressions of everyone who was discussing froze. In the judges' stand, there was a cold young man silently sitting there. He was dressed in black, but his robe was blood-red, and he sat there motionlessly. His aura was concealed, but as he moved his hands and feet, a domineering aura involuntarily spread out from his body.

"Blood Wolf King, it's actually Blood Wolf King!"

"Oh my god! It's actually the Blood Wolf King, waiting for this competition is worth it, this is the first time I have seen the Blood Wolf King! " The appearance of the Blood Wolf King caused a commotion among the people.

The Blood Wolf King's magnetic voice rang: "Thank you all for coming today. This time, the Sculptor will fight with us, the Pavilion Masters, and the Golden Pavilion Sculptor will win, and the Golden Pavilion Master, Jin Muhui, will be the Pavilion Master! On the other hand, the pavilion master of the Sirius Pavilion is the pavilion master of the Silver Pavilion, Bai Dong! "

"What?" This was actually a battle for the position of Pavilion Master; this was going to be a good show! This battle will be very exciting! " After hearing the Blood Wolf King's words, everyone was especially excited. The atmosphere was depressed at the start, but now it was extremely passionate, as if they had become different people.

"from both sides, please come on stage!" After the Blood Wolf King's voice fell, Chen Zhan and another person dressed in black clothing stood there. Their bodies were extremely muscular, but their face was covered by a layer of dense fog and most of them could see his face.

"Right now, we don't need to carve Spirit Eagles. We might as well fight with spirit tattoos. I wonder if you agree!" As soon as he came up, he tried to persuade Chen Zhan to change the way they fought.

Chen Zhan opened his mouth and said: "You do not have the face to see anyone, and even changed the competition method. I disagree, everyone look at your appearance, if not I would not have a way!"

"Sure! My name is Feng Yao! " This person did not hesitate and directly revealed his face. Everyone was surprised that this person looked like a woman.

"Come! So let's just use our spirit pattern battles. If you lose, we can still inscribe the Spirit Eagles! " Chen Zhan said, without hesitation he made the first move, his spirit energy turning into a blade, immediately becoming a third level spirit pattern, a fire spirit pattern.

"Indeed, spiritual power can be turned into blades. Even though I know that he's using this move, I'm still very surprised when he uses it!" This time, it was filled with everyone's discussions of Chen Zhan.

"Thunder Light Spirit Tattoo!" Feng Yao's gentle voice rang out. In the next instant, a Rank 3 spirit mark was drawn on a talisman and it stirred up a lightning spirit mark. In the next instant, a lightning bolt lit up the entire arena.

Most of the eyes could not be seen clearly, only feudal powerhouse could see clearly, even with the triple light eye s around. Feng Yao immediately circled behind Chen Zhan, and when Chen Zhan decided to follow his plan, he allowed the flames he condensed to attack him.

Feng Yao's mouth had a smile on it, he was extremely pleased with himself for tricking Chen Zhan. He did not panic and activated a spirit pattern, which was the sword's spirit pattern, and directly pierced towards Chen Zhan's back.

"Is this the end?" The Golden Pavilion feudal powerhouse was excited, but the Silver Pavilion feudal powerhouse was dejected. He had a helpless look on his face, but the end result was exactly as they had expected.

"Your Silver Pavilion has always been this kind of trash. It seems like the position of Pavilion Master isn't that of our Pavilion Master Jin Muhui!" The Golden Pavilion feudal powerhouse s mocked the Silver Pavilion feudal powerhouse s once again.

"You guys are not fighting with me, but now you're saying this. This is disgusting to the extreme!" The feudal powerhouse of the Silver Pavilion replied. Even if he lost, he would still have to be imposing.

"Brother Bai Shang, your disciple is truly treacherous. He clearly saw Feng Yao's figure, but he decided to take it lying down. The other spirit pattern in his hand has already been condensed long ago. Feng Yao is clearly a little relaxed now. He's going to suffer a loss!" The Blood Wolf King sent a sound transmission to the Ling Hou.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" At this moment, there was a miserable scream. The lightning dissipated and a figure flew out. It was Feng Yao. This caused everyone to be shocked; Chen Zhan had actually already caught sight of Feng Yao's figure long ago.

"My fellow disciples of the Golden Pavilion, the outcome must have been different! You must be very happy, right? " The feudal powerhouse s of the Silver Pavilion started to count the feudal powerhouse s of the Golden Pavilion.

The feudal powerhouse of the Golden Pavilion said unwillingly, "Until the very end, who would know the result? Feng Yao is a Rank four spirit sculptor, Chen Kuang is not a Rank four spirit sculptor, the result is obvious! "

"Thunder Sword Spirit Mark!" Feng Yao was especially angry. Just now, he had been at a disadvantage, but in order to move back to another level, he felt that he had to end this battle quickly and ruthlessly.

After he activated the Thunder Sword Spirit Mark, in the next moment, a destructive aura and an especially sharp aura descended. The Thunder Sword Spirit Mark, on the other hand, directly turned into a purple greatsword.

"It's actually a dual attribute spirit pattern!"

"This time, Feng Yao is serious, Chen Kuang is in danger!" had broken through a disadvantage, but now, it had instantly turned around and he was once again in danger.

However, Chen Zhan did not care at all. When the purple greatsword was about to touch him, he finally made his move, and the third level increased the speed of the spirit pattern instantly enveloped his feet. In the next instant, he disappeared from his original position.

"Sword Spirit Marks!" Chen Zhan's speed was extremely fast, and he had instantly completed a spirit pattern. Everyone had a face full of shock, because just now, he had not used all his strength to inscribe spirit patterns, so his speed was extremely slow.

"I admit defeat!" When the spirit pattern turned into a spirit sword and approached Feng Yao's back, he chose to admit defeat without the slightest hesitation.

"A single Rank four spirit sculptor was actually defeated by a mere third level spirit pattern!"

"He hid his heaven-defying speed from the very beginning. It's really Feng Yao who lowered his vigilance that caused this to happen!" The sound of discussions rose, many people started to lean towards Chen Zhan, but there were still people belittling him.

"In my opinion, this spirit pattern competition is simply unable to unleash Great Master Feng Yao's strength!" The Golden Pavilion feudal powerhouse started shouting loudly on purpose, attracting the attention of the audience. It was so they could attract everyone to buy Feng Yao a chance.

"Just give it to Feng Yao once and she will learn it!" Because that was too unfair! " The audience's discussions sounded one after another.

"How shameless!" The feudal powerhouse of the Silver Pavilion said with extreme anger.

"Brother Bai Shang, do you know the background of your disciple?" The Blood Wolf King once again sent a sound transmission to the Ling Hou.

Ling Hou answered without thinking, "He hid his identity. He mentioned the Vermillion Bird Chenchen family today!"

"Yes, but do you know who he is?" Blood Wolf King asked again.

"What is your identity? Was it related to the Vermillion Bird Chenchen family? Doesn't he look like he is? " Ling Hou asked curiously.

"Sigh!" The Blood Wolf King let out a sigh and said, "Brother Bai Shang, it seems like all he does is study the Sculptor and he doesn't know anything. He is indeed a member of the Vermillion Bird clan and Chen Zhan's name has long been famous in the Ancient Kingdom of the Rehmanniae!"

"Sigh!" Ling Hou also sighed before replying, "In the end, they still came. It's only a matter of time before they come.

Blood Wolf King opened his mouth and said: "I still haven't thought about it, is our Vermillion Bird Clan worth of a life? Does Chen Zhan have the ability to guide us to take back what belongs to the Vermillion Bird bloodline! Revenge for our ancestors! "

"In fact, I think highly of him. His future accomplishments are not low and he might even succeed in the future. We can actually bet on Blood Wolf King. Do you dare to bet on the entire Vermillion Bird's Heavenly Wolf lineage?" The Ling Hou said.

"We'll see when the time comes!" I hope that he truly has the ability to take revenge on our ancestors! " Blood Wolf King said with hope.

"Why should we agree? We won! "

"That's not fair, of course we have to compete in Spirit Eagles inscription!" Now, everyone was still talking about it. Neither the Golden Pavilion nor the Silver Pavilion wanted to give up.

At this time, the Blood Wolf King opened his mouth and said: "Everyone quiet down, let me say a few words!" The moment the Blood Wolf King opened his mouth, everyone quieted down.

The Blood Wolf King continued to speak: "Actually, it should be Chen Kuang's victory. Whether he is willing to compete in the Spirit Eagles inscription, he will decide for himself!"