Prepare for each player! The Spirit Pattern Mapping Test is about to begin!"

Zhang Qingming got up and walked towards the venue, but he didn't know that he had already become the focus of the audience, many people's eyes were on him, most of them were envy and admiration, of course, there were also psychopaths like Yan Chaotian and Zhao Jia who would only be jealous of others.

Yan Chaotian stepped forward, grabbed Zhang Qingming, and threatened, "Wait a minute, I want you to look good!"

"I'll count to three, get out of here!" Zhang Qingming stared at Yan Chaotian and said coldly.

Yan Chaotian only felt a powerful coercion suppressing him, and he didn't know why he was even short of breath when he touched Zhang Qingming.

"You kid is looking for death!"

Zhang Qingming grabbed Yan Chaotian's collar, stared at him, and said, "Yan Chaotian, if you don't want to be beaten in front of so many people, be honest with me!"

"Boy, you wait for me!"

"I'm still the same! We'll see!"

Zhang Qingming returned to his place and sat down, and he found that this time there was a scroll on the table, like the kind that recorded the spirit pattern.

Elder Xuan Yan announced, "The rules of this Spirit Pattern Carving Contest are that the spirit patterns recorded on the scroll will be produced within one hour, and those who successfully carve them will enter the last competition. In order to ensure the fairness and justice of this competition, the spirit patterns recorded on the scrolls in your hands are all original spirit patterns from us, and the grade is not high, but it is a pseudo-Xuan level, but there is still some difficulty in depiction, I hope you will work hard to portray it!"

"Create your own spirit pattern? Interesting." Zhang Qingming picked up the scroll in front of him and looked at it carefully.

"I announce the official start of this Spirit Pattern Carving Competition!"

Because it was a self-created spirit pattern, Zhang Qingming didn't make too many observations, and directly opened the scroll and looked at it.

"Why are you scared? No more arrogance, no more waste?" Yan Chaotian scoffed.

"I don't think you've been hurt by me, and you're not feeling good, right?" Zhang Qingming sneered.

Zhang Qingming looked through it carefully, and muttered to himself: "Heavenly Wind Spirit Mantra, Wind Spirit Pattern, Auxiliary Category Spirit Pattern......

"It's just a pseudo-mystery-level spirit pattern, how difficult is it?"

Zhang Qingming carved it carefully, holding the Tianlong pen one stroke at a time, he portrayed very carefully and carefully, almost did not miss any step, he slowly injected his spiritual power into it, and let the Tianlong pen slide slowly between the papers.

"Buzz!"

Countless streamers poured out, constantly entwining around Zhang Qingming, I have to say that this self-created spirit pattern does have some ways, and it is even more strange than the ice pattern.

"I'm done!"

This time, the first one to complete it was still Yan Chaotian, and it was only a short time of incense, and he had already completed it, which shows his high talent in spirit pattern carving.

At this moment, the cheers for Yan Chaotian in the audience suddenly exploded, and they celebrated one by one.

"Young Master Chaotian is amazing!"

"This Yan Chaotian is worthy of being the young master of the Flame Spirit Clan, I think that even if this ink-dyed spiritual power is strong, it is still much inferior to Yan Chaotian from a famous family, you see that he has been portrayed for so long, and there is no voice."

"You want me to see! This ink dye is just a little bit more lucky, this is really not good compared to real skills! I think he just pretended to be powerful, this spirit tattoo master has a bit of mental power, is it a fart ability? Then it's amazing if you can really depict the spirit pattern!"

Yan Chaotian turned his head and looked at Zhang Qingming, who was still concentrating on portraying and researching, and couldn't help but sneer: "yes, Brother Mo Dye portrays so hard? Do you want to be merciful, young master, and help you?"

"For everyone's sake, if you give me a few kowtows on the ground, just a few grandpa, and I will reluctantly let you pass this promotion competition."

Zhang Qingming ignored Yan Chaotian, but stabilized his mind and continued to portray.

"When others portray, don't disturb their minds!" Elder Xuan Yan reprimanded.

Elder Xuan Yan walked up to Yan Chaotian and said softly, "Please show me the Heavenly Wind Spirit Pattern you have depicted."

"Whoa!" Yan Chaotian handed the spirit pattern in his hand to Elder Xuan Yan.

"The depiction is perfect, every line is delicate, and this simple and unpretentious spirit pattern is so subtle and delicate, it is not easy for you to achieve such a state for the first time!" Although Elder Xuan Yan hated Yan Chaotian, the eldest young master, he had to say a few words of appreciation, people were indeed a little crazy, and they owed some fights, after all, the strength was there, and he was not good at making it bad.

"I'm done too!" Zhao Jia raised his hand to signal.

After Elder Xuan Yan saw it, his degree of completion was also quite high, and compared to Yan Chaotian, it was also on par with Yan Chaotian.

At this moment, everyone was talking again, and gossip was discussed.

"If you want me to say, this ink dye is probably just a bastard boy who doesn't know the height of the sky, and he is the first to show off his stubbornness, and half of the time has passed, and the real Tianjiao has been completed, but what about him? Sitting there and farting one, I don't think he can do it!"

"Everyone is right, this promotion competition relies on talent and strength, this ink dye is just good luck, if this is really the favorite to win the championship, I think it still depends on Zhao Jia and Yan Chaotian! It's no good for this ink!"

"Shut up!"

Li Changqing shouted angrily and glared at everyone, and snorted coldly: "If you are crooked again, you see that I will not pull out your teeth!"

"Boy, aren't you really optimistic about this kid?"

"He doesn't need anyone to question it, he'll prove it to you later."

The man laughed, "I'll just blow it!"

Seeing that this hour is about to pass, most of the people around have already settled down, and those who can study it have already handed in the papers, and if they haven't been sorted out, they have already withdrawn from the game, and a few people are left dying on the field.

And Zhang Qingming is one of them, I don't know why he has not yet finished at this point.

Even Li Changqing, who was originally full of confidence in him, became anxious: "What is Brother Qingming doing? If you keep going like this, you're going to lose!"

Elder Xuan Yan couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat for Zhang Qingming: "What is this kid doing? It's not worth it to be eliminated before the third level! When the time comes, I can't save you kid!"

"It's done!"

Zhang Qingming finally got up, and many people breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, because the game was too long, and some people on the stage even gambled, and Zhang Qingming was particularly good in the first game, so many people also bet on Zhang Qingming.

Yan Chaotian pointed at Zhang Qingming, laughed, and sneered: "Mo Ran, I see that you were still full of energy just now? Why did you show your feet this time? Yo ho! I thought you were strong? It's a useless waste that you've been studying for so long for such a simple spirit pattern!"

In the distance, Zhao Jia was still paying attention to this moment, after all, the only people on the entire field who could be regarded as opponents by him were Yan Chaotian and Zhang Qingming on the opposite side.

"Why does this Zhang Qingming spend so much time, and what tricks is he doing?" Zhao Jia was very calm and said thoughtfully.

Zhang Qingming waved his hand at Yan Chaotian, pouted and smiled, and said, "Yan Chaotian, it's still the same sentence, wait and see, I'll give you a slap in the face later!"

Elder Xuan Yan gasped and stretched out his hand towards Zhang Qingming, "Please show me your spirit patterns."

Zhang Qingming directly grabbed a handful of spirit patterns and gave them to Elder Xuan Yan, everyone was stupid at this moment, how many Heavenly Wind Spirit Spells are this!

Elder Xuan Yan counted, then raised the Heavenly Wind Spirit Spell and announced, "The Ink Dyeing Contestant has carved a total of ten paths, and each one of them is of excellent quality! Superb!"

At this moment, the entire audience exploded, some people were stunned because of Zhang Qingming's outstanding performance, and some people shouted because they had won or lost the gambling just now, in short, it was very lively.

"What the hell is this? Is that a self-created spirit pattern? Did this kid cheat, or did he go through the back door and know the spirit pattern on this scroll in advance."

"Even if this kid is cheating, it is impossible to make ten best products in such a short time, even if you let the mental power of these people here drain it, you may not be able to get it, how did this kid do it?"

Zhang Qingming scratched his head and said with a wry smile, "I'm sorry! Elder Xuan Yan, I just finished it and saw that everyone was still busy, so I couldn't bear to disturb everyone's portrayal, so I just played alone."

Playing? At the same time, people are tired like a dog just finishing one, this guy is actually playing? I also easily made ten superb spirit patterns!

This is simply perverted!

Zhang Qingming looked at Yan Chaotian and smiled slightly: "Yan Chaotian, whether it is spiritual power or spiritual pattern carving......

"I can crush you!"

Yan Chaotian suddenly panicked, his body began to tremble, and he hurriedly said, "Mo Ran, don't be arrogant, you guy, there is still one last game, and I will compete with you at that time!"

"A unique male and female? Young Master Yan Chaotian, I see that you can't stand on your feet now, what are you going to do with me?"

"You wait for me!"

Elder Xuan Yan announced, "You have worked hard, please go back and rest first, and the third game will be held tomorrow."

Zhang Qingming looked at Li Changqing and said with a smile, "Changqing, let's go!" I'm so tired!"

Elder Xuan Yan looked at the ten Heavenly Wind Spirit Spells that Zhang Qingming had just carved in his hand, frowned, thought about it carefully, and said something in his mouth: "Could it be that my self-created spirit pattern is so substandard? It's so unreasonable to be so familiar with his hairy boy's research!"

"What the hell!"

Zhao Jia looked at Zhang Qingming's departing figure, clenched his fists, and slowly said, "Mo Ran, you are a guy who deserves to be respected, I am looking forward to your performance tomorrow!"

At this moment, Yan Chaotian's side was already surrounded by the Flame Spirit Clan, and he frowned tightly and shouted angrily, "Mo Ran, I will definitely make you pay."

An old man with a lot of hair asked suspiciously, "Young Master, do you want us to do it?"

"This kid is crazy, I don't want to see this guy in the arena tomorrow."

The corners of Yan Chaotian's mouth rose slightly, and he sneered, "I don't even want him to see tomorrow's sun!"

"My subordinates know what to do!"

"Clean it up! If he comes back tomorrow like this, then what will be the face of my Flame Spirit Clan?"

"My subordinates must do it properly!"

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