"Lechen, sometimes you have to know that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky, take this inscription and take a good look!"

Ren Qiu snorted coldly, a little annoyed by Le Chen's words, "'Got it' wrong", how could he be a dignified seventh-order inscription master, how could he 'get it' wrong?

Le Chen hurriedly took the demon beast skin in his hand and looked at the inscription drawn on it. шщш.(vii) (ix) x.S.сом The update is so fast.

After just one glance, his eyes 'revealed' an irrepressible shock!

The perfect streamline map, the lines of these inscriptions, like the stars in the night sky, are incomparably in accordance with the "yin" and yang trends of Tai Chi "yin" and yang fish, the origin flows, there is no trace of fracture, all the lines are thorough, and the beautiful "cross" weaves and "crosses" convergence!

Where is this still a fifth-order inscription, even if the seventh-order, even if the mainland has been lost, and the eighth-order inscription that can only be opened from the spiritual source stone, it can't achieve this effect.

"No, this inscription is definitely not a fifth-order inscription, how can a fifth-order inscription have such a beautiful pattern!"

Le Chen's face was pale, his eyes were so shocked that his eyes were scattered and chaotic, and his heart was already 'chaotic' into a plate of gravel! There was a distorted thought in his mind: this must not have been drawn by him, cheating, this is definitely cheating!

"Lechen, in fact, to be honest, I can't believe that such a perfect inscription is actually a fifth-order inscription, not a ninth-order, or even a super-order inscription. ”

"But if you look at it here, there are a total of five inscription lines side by side, and the five qi come out at the same time, perfectly interpreting a bizarre 'yin' yang Taiji star spectrum!"

"The fifth-order inscription is outlined with five lines at the same time!"

Ren Qiu's words were like countless needle, piercing Le Chen's heart.

"Master! I don't believe that he can draw an inscription in just a few breaths! How is this possible, even if he draws this inscription a thousand or ten thousand times, it is absolutely impossible!"

Lechen dragged the inscription in his hand, unconvinced, his face gradually became 'gloomy', and his eyes gradually changed from shock, revealing a touch of hideousness.

"Lechen, losing is losing, kneel! This is not a shame, you can lose to a young inscription master with such a high attainment, you can be regarded as cultivating the blessing of three lives. ”

Ren Qiu sighed, and there was already a hint of command in his tone. He knew that this bet was detrimental to face and dignity, but unfortunately this was a bet taken by Lechen himself, and if he didn't fulfill it, it would be even more detrimental to his face and dignity.

Those who dare to gamble and dare not admit defeat are a bad seed in the eyes of Ren Qiu!

"No, I don't believe he made it, I want you to draw an identical inscription again in front of me, or I will never admit that I lost!"

Le Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth 'revealed' a touch of ruthlessness, and his face became fierce with the hideousness of his gaze!

"Okay, okay!"

"I'll convince you of losing!

Cheng Wushuang grinned at this moment and suddenly sneered.

With a wave of the Saint Yao Pen in his hand, a huge 'essence' divine power emerged, freezing a demon beast skin in the void, and with a movement of the tip of the pen, he snatched away a large amount of prepared inscription materials, and his wrist was full of phantoms in an instant!

One breath time!

Two breath time!

Before the end of the third breath!

The phantom of his wrist dissipated, and a sneering 'color' appeared on his cheeks, and said: "I have finished drawing, take it and look at it, and call my grandfather after kowtowing! ”

At this moment, Le Chen witnessed the speed of Cheng Wushuang's brushstrokes like the wind and lightning to draw the inscriptions, and he was immediately stunned, and his eyelids jumped violently a few times!

He took the inscription and looked at it, and the inscription just now, whether it was brushwork or texture, was as if it was engraved from a mold, and the accuracy of 'precision' and 'matching' reached almost 100 percent.

In the inscription master, even if you refine a low-level inscription, it is difficult to draw exactly the same, because every time you draw an inscription, the strength of the pen is different, with a slight change.

These changes cannot be felt by martial artists, and can only be perceived by those who are inscription masters and have a strong 'essence' divine power.

"Now!"

"You should get down on your knees!"

Cheng Wushuang put away the inscription pen, hugged his hands, tilted his head slightly, and looked at Lechen with a playful meaning.

Le Chen immediately threw away the demon beast skin in his hand, and with a touch of madness in his voice, he said, "This inscription is definitely fake!"

"It must be that you used some despicable means to transform it in full view of everyone, cheating, definitely cheating, how could a teenage imp draw such a perfect inscription!"

Le Chen took a few steps back, looked at his master Ren Qiu, and said, "Master, you say, is he cheating, is he cheating, he is only a decade, how can he draw this level of inscription?"

"Enough!"

"Lechen! admit defeat and kneel!"

Ren Qiu sighed, sometimes the facts are in front of him, and there is no way to escape, he is usually too spoiled by Lechen, so that Lechen feels that he is the first in the world, and suddenly an inscription master who is countless times younger than him and more powerful than him pops up, and he can't accept it for a while.

These are all "genius diseases"! After being sought after for a long time, he was suddenly suppressed, and he felt that the whole world was laughing at him.

"No, how could I lose, Master, you must have 'gotten' wrong, this inscription was definitely not refined by him!"

Le Chen stepped back as he spoke, looking at Cheng Wushuang, with a hint of timidity and fear.

"Lechen! Your name is Lechen, right, if you are a man, you will kneel down honestly and admit defeat! Anyway, there are not many people here, who will know you? If you go outside, think about it, the people of the Manchu Guild are all watching you!"

Cheng Wushuang sneered, there was an indescribable coercion in his words, his eyes were sharp, with a bit of seemingness.

Le Chen was 'provoked' by Cheng Wushuang's gaze, as an inscription genius of the Chiyan Empire, an existence comparable to Qu Zhengzhi on the first day of the imperial family, and now he was actually despised by an unknown young man, and he was defeated by him in the way of inscriptions!

Suddenly, he snorted coldly, and said in his heart: "What kind of thing are you? Dare to say such things to me, I am a member of the Lejia family of the Chiyan Empire, the head of the three major families of the Chiyan Empire, the only outstanding descendant in the family, my father, and the patriarch of the Lejia!"

"Are you sure you want me to fulfill the gambling contract, kneel? Listen to your accent, you are from other empires, just outsiders, and dare to let someone from the first martial arts family in your country kneel for you, it's a joke!"

Le Chen's voice roared, and his eyes fluttered! He thought of his life experience, thought that he had a very strong father, and the confidence in his heart suddenly became full, and he realized that the young man in front of him was just a foreigner, even if he broke the contract, what would it be?

Kowtow and call grandpa? Fart! Lechen would not do such a humiliating thing, the pride in his heart, the vanity in his heart, and the self-esteem in his heart, it is impossible for him to do this!

"Really, the patriarch's son? is great, and you look down on outsiders?"

The corners of Cheng Wushuang's mouth lined up in an arc, and suddenly, his figure moved, raised his 'legs'! and smashed with a kick, hitting Le Chen's shoulders and neck hard, and then a huge stream of spiritual power poured out in his hand, like a huge iron hammer, striking at the back of Le Chen's knee elbow.

Poof!

Lechen's whole person knelt heavily on the ground, and the crystal ground suddenly broke with the moment his knees hit the ground!

"I'll make you kneel!"

"Just kneel on the ground, now! If you lose, you have to admit it, don't talk about it, what kind of family history is it? Shout grandpa three times, this matter is over, if you don't shout, you have to shout!"

Cheng Wushuang's face was cold, and there was a strong bloody aura all over his body, awe-inspiring, this is not a palpitating aura like a murderous aura, but a breath that distorts and fears the soul more than palpitations!

Seeing this, Ren Qiu glanced at Ye Xuan and Chen Jie, shook his head, and was not ready to stop Cheng Wushuang at all, the moment he observed Cheng Wushuang's inscription, he was already shocked by Cheng Wushuang's attainments in the inscription!

Since ancient times, I thought that the capable are on top, the king is respected, he is ashamed of himself is not as good as Cheng Wushuang, if the person who bets is him, then he will also kneel down and call grandpa, this is a person's faith problem, lose is losing, accept all punishments, not because of what weak self-esteem, relying on their status and family background, to slander the gambling contract.

Now, Ren Qiu looks down on his apprentice Lechen who he taught by himself, but he didn't expect that he can't even do the most basic observance of the agreement! This son's heart 'sex' is too bad, and he won't be able to go far in the future.

"Master, save me, this little bastard 'hair' is going to kill me!"

Le Chen was frightened by Cheng Wushuang's momentum, feeling that this shoulder was attracted by the huge force of that foot, and he didn't want to live, and his 'legs' didn't have a trace of consciousness at the moment, not only that, but there was a strange spiritual power in his body that blocked his meridians, making him unable to move!

When Ren Qiu heard this, he avoided it, and only said to Cheng Wushuang: "Wushuang little friend, the scoundrel will give it to you, as long as you don't hurt his name." ”

"That's fine. ”

Cheng Wushuang mixed his mouths, and when a faint smile appeared on his cheeks, the bloody aura suddenly dissipated, and then he said, "Do you want to call it?"

"Don't scream!"

"You're dreaming, I won't be screaming if I die!" Le Chen said stubbornly.

"Okay, have backbone, I'll see how long you last!" Cheng Wushuang's 'legs' turned, and stepped on Le Chen's head, and a 'spirit' divine power poured into the mud pill palace in Le Chen's heavenly spirit cover, and suddenly! Le Chen pounced, his forehead pressed heavily to the ground, and he felt a piercing pain explode from his forehead!

At that feeling, the whole nerve began to numb with pain, and I couldn't even make a sound!

"My 'essence' divine power has entered your Mud Pill Palace, magnifying your pain perception a hundred times, and now you, even if a glass of warm water is sprinkled on your face, you feel tingling and burning!"

"Now I take back the 'essence' divine power, whether you call it or not, don't call it, continue to enjoy the pleasure of this pain, if you have masochistic tendencies, you must cherish it! There is no one in this world who can magnify the pain to such an extent. ”

Cheng Wushuang's voice echoed coldly in Lechen's eardrums.

As soon as he withdrew his 'essence' divine power, Le Chen immediately cried loudly and shouted: "Grandpa, grandpa, grandpa, spare your life......"