Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Phantom of Talent
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Hahaha......
The laughter of the young man named 'Yin Feng' spread to every corner of the square, and almost everyone heard his wild laughter.
Although it was laughter, everyone could hear it, and he ...... Already angry.
After a long time of arrogant laughter, it stopped, Yin Feng lowered his head, his eyes narrowed inadvertently, and smiled.
"Yes, there is no such law in the city of Babylon."
However, in the next second, his gaze suddenly turned cold.
"However, everything must pay attention to your affection and my wishes, but they are willing to let me be at the front, so naturally there is no such thing as 'favoring the powerful'."
His eyes swept over the crowd behind Mo Tian, and where his eyes passed, everyone's heads nodded one by one, looking very approving.
Mo Tian glanced back, his face expressionless.
He knew that the Babylonians worshipped the strong, but he didn't expect it to be so crazy, they were bullied to the head, and they put on a natural expression.
He frowned slightly and said indifferently.
"I don't care about others, but I can't stand having cats and dogs pooping and peeing in front of me."
A cat and a dog, Mo Tian's poisonous tongue metaphor suddenly made Yin Feng's expression pale.
"You can eat things indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately, and if you say the wrong thing, you can easily die." Yin Feng pulled the corners of his collar, lifted the windbreaker up a little, squinted his eyes slightly, and his tone was only thick with cold murderous intent.
"Little brother, don't worry."
At this time, the middle-aged woman who had just been next to the monument of the distant ancestor came over, pulled Mo Tian aside, leaned over and whispered in her ear, whispering.
"This time, you can let him come first, but as compensation, we will privately provide you with some cultivation guidance that you need, is that okay?"
Compared with the upright-tempered Wang Lao, the middle-aged woman's style of handling things is more sleek, and she can see at a glance that Mo Tian is the kind of master who eats soft and not hard, and hurriedly came out to save the scene.
Sure enough, hearing the middle-aged woman's words, Mo Tian turned around, looked directly into the woman's eyes, and said seriously.
"Really?"
"Nature is true." Hearing Mo Tian's tone change, which seemed to confirm the thoughts in her heart, the woman breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and then said with a smile.
"Okay, I'll promise your terms."
Mo Tian immediately agreed and said with a light smile.
Windfall, definitely a windfall. Compared to this inconsequential order of awakening, the conditions offered by the woman were obviously more tempting.
His original intention of coming here was to understand the way of bloodline cultivation, and if there was a systematic guidance from a woman, it would definitely be much better than a person's blind speculation.
"Elder Wang."
After the middle-aged woman saw Mo Tian's relief, she quickly turned her head, nodded at the old man, and gestured.
Elder Wang was also an understanding person, nodded, immediately turned around, bowed respectfully, and said to Yin Feng.
"Childe, please, there's no need to talk more to those who don't know, it's better to awaken the bloodline first."
With the woman's precedent, his words were not as sharp as before, so that when they fell into the ears of the people on both sides, they would not be too harsh, and the conflict would intensify again.
The body is slightly on one side, and the palm of the hand is stretched out to the side of the monument of the distant ancestor, making a 'please' appearance.
Yin Feng's eyes stared at Mo Tian quietly, and he unexpectedly showed a strange smile, and then, turning around, without saying anything, walked up to the monument of the distant ancestor.
It's as if the previous conflict hadn't happened.
"Let's get started."
He nodded to the old man, and then put his palm on the monument.
Suddenly, a ray of light burst out of him.
The roar that shook everyone's souls suddenly resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the momentum spread out like a wave.
Immediately after, a sky-like phantom appeared behind Yin Feng.
It is like a phantom shadow from the desolation, with brown limbs, a deep but powerful body, a head that looks at the world like a dragon's head, and a pair of terrifying and powerful black wings behind it, exuding endless terrifying momentum when waving.
"Talent Phantom! It turned out to be a talent phantom! ”
"He is worthy of being the son of Commander Baiyun, and the momentum alone is so shocking."
Seeing the appearance of this scene, the square of the Distant Ancestor Monument suddenly boiled.
Everyone looked at Yin Feng, who had closed their eyes and the phantom of the fierce beast behind him, pointing and pointing, their eyes inadvertently revealing worship and envy.
The talent phantom, the special vision that only appears in the awakening of the bloodline, is the pinnacle embodiment of the atavistic situation. Only when the bloodline potential of the body is extremely high, can the special vision of the innate phantom burst out.
It can be said that the strong are not necessarily the ones who appear in the phantom of talent, but most of the people who appear in the phantom of talent have become strong.
"What a terrifying talent phantom, it is even more powerful than the commander of Baiyun back then."
Wang Lao looked at Yin Feng, who was imposing in front of him, and the talented phantom behind him, and couldn't help but gasp.
"Yes, in time, I'm afraid Babylon will have a new commander." The middle-aged woman nodded approvingly and muttered.
Originally, they knew that Yin Feng's talent might be extraordinary, but they didn't expect it to be so strong, almost the most in a hundred years.
Roar!
A low roar came from the shadow of this ancient beast, and immediately after, the wind and clouds surged, and the power of the sky converged here.
The next moment, frantically gathered towards the ancient beast, and the powerful force condensed the ancient beast into a white light.
Burst!
The white light fell from the sky, instantly imprinting a dark brown fierce beast tattoo on Yin Feng's body.
Spreading from his chest to his right shoulder, and from his right shoulder to his arm, the tattoo swelling wildly, the beast's claw lines stopping at his wrist.
The light on the Monument of the Distant Ancestor suddenly shone suddenly, and then quickly dimmed, gradually returning to silence.
The ceremony of bloodline awakening has officially come to an end.
Yin Feng slowly opened his eyes, his body was only slightly stretched, and the bones in his body suddenly made a 'crackling' sound.
Glancing at the beast tattoo on his right shoulder belt and arm with interest, Yin Feng's expression was very satisfied, and he smiled.
The power of the bloodline was as powerful as he imagined.
"Zu Li, Jiuduan, congratulations to Gongzi Yin."
Seeing the end of the bloodline awakening ceremony, Elder Wang immediately stepped forward and greeted with a smile.
"Yes." Yin Feng nodded with a smile and said. "Youlao Wang is old."
When Wang Lao heard this, his face was suddenly overjoyed, but he didn't expect that the name that the woman had just said casually would be taken to heart by the latter, and this awakening was really rewarding.
"After three days, Childe can go to the school to report, and the old man will be fully prepared for you, just need to enter."
Elder Wang bowed and said. The sycophants must be filmed while they are hot, otherwise they will have no chance when it is too late.
"Yes." Yin Feng smiled and nodded.
"I will."
With that, he turned and left.
But when he stepped down, he caught a glimpse of Mo Tian who was about to turn to the stage, and suddenly, his footsteps stopped abruptly, and the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked up a mysterious smile.
Turn around.
Said to Elder Wang, who was not far from him.
"Elder Wang, can you make it convenient?"
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