Han Feng felt inexplicable, secretly thinking that it was the first time he had seen this woman, how could he offend her, he was puzzled, sighed secretly, and had to walk towards his courtyard slightly depressed. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

After a while, he passed by a lake at the foot of the mountain, and at this moment a small group of people gathered in a wide pavilion in the center of the lake, and gathered in a circle, and from time to time there was a noise of noise.

Han Feng was a little curious, and couldn't help but turn a corner, and went there along the winding wooden bridge, it turned out that their group of people were fighting talismans, and Situ Shaomei was among them.

The so-called fighting talisman is a unique way of competition for the talisman master, by a talisman master to take out a talisman paper, first with a talisman pen to start, by another talisman master relay to draw down, who in the relay process to draw mistakes, then this person will pay a finished talisman compensation to the previous talisman. This process requires the Talisman to be extremely skilled and quick to draw, and the slightest mistake will lead to failure.

For the three-grade talismans, the talismans they compete with can only be limited to one product, otherwise it is difficult to control, so even if they lose, they will not lose badly, which is one of the games that talismans like to play.

Their group also saw Han Feng, and there was a third-grade talisman master in fiery red clothes whose eyes lit up slightly, stood up, and said enthusiastically: "This senior brother came just in time, the seven of us have just gotten together, you can also come and have a hand." ”

Han Feng was stunned, he had never played this kind of game before, and immediately shook his head.

Situ Shaomei suddenly sneered and mocked: "Are you afraid of losing?"

Han Feng glanced at her, and was immediately glared back by her, which made him a little annoyed, but his face was light, and he smiled: "Since Senior Sister Situ is warmly invited, then I might as well be respectful and obey my fate, I don't know how big you are?"

Situ Shaomei snorted, and was about to refute a few words, when the man in the fiery red clothes just now took the lead and said: "We have a very small play, just have fun, just fight one and pay one." ”

The so-called fight one loses one, that is, the talisman drawn by the relay is a one-product talisman, and the compensation is also a one-grade talisman, so the stakes are indeed very small.

"Senior brother, if you have no objections, then please take a seat. The man in red smiled at Han Feng, saying that he should sit down first, and took out a copper-colored rune paper, eight boxes of rune ink, and eight rune pens from his back bag. Obviously, he is the organizer of this game, and he is still not less organized, skillfully distributing the rune ink and rune pen in front of each talisman master.

Han Feng nodded, glanced at the big round table, and had to sit down on the only remaining stone bench, which turned out to be the first place under Situ Shaomei, fortunately, the round table was very large, and everyone was a few feet away from each other, Situ Shaomei glared at him with a cold face, and suddenly said: "Senior Brother Yuan, we are also three-grade talisman masters, and we only play fighting one to lose one, will it be too stingy?"

"Oh, what does Senior Sister Situ want?" the man in red raised his eyes to look at her and smiled gently.

"At least you have to fight and lose ten lower grade spirit stones!" Situ Shaomei responded.

The red-clothed man's face was calm, he swept around the talisman masters, and asked with a smile, "I personally have no opinion, I don't know what you are doing?"

Ten low-grade spirit stones for a game is not a big bet for a third-grade rune master, and they all nodded in agreement. Han Feng has earned a lot of money during this time, so naturally he will not have any opinions, he looked up at the man in red and nodded with a smile.

"Hehe, the first time I draw the fireball talisman, I'll start the pen first!" The man in red laughed, and immediately raised his hand to draw the pen on the copper-colored rune paper, and then with a flick of his wrist, the rune paper steadily moved to the front of the three-grade rune master in his left hand, and the rune master took advantage of the rune power to quickly follow the red-clothed man's stroke on the rune paper and continued to expand, and then transferred it to the next person.

In a short time, it was relayed five times, and the rune path had reached a third of the way, and the rune power had become more unstable and could be maintained for a shorter time.

And at this time, it happened to be Situ Shaomei's turn, but she didn't look very nervous, as if without thinking, she raised her hand and continued to draw, without any sense of hindrance, and completed a part of herself in just a while, the corners of her mouth seemed to be slightly upturned, and as soon as her slender fingers moved, they were transferred to Han Feng.

Han Feng pressed lightly with his left hand, and caught it, the soul power had already been released in advance and shrouded this rune paper, his brows furrowed slightly, he found that the rune power on this rune fluctuated extremely much, and it was weakening rapidly, he saw the problem at a glance, it was Situ Shaomei who pressed it hard in the last stroke, making the rune ink a little more, which would not collapse immediately, and blocked the extension of the rune path, making the rune power fluctuate abnormally, and it would be completely wiped out in just a few breaths.

But Han Feng's brows quickly relaxed, and he lightly touched the rune ink with the pen in his right hand, and quickly drew two small branches on the rune paper with the heavy brush drawn by Situ Shaomei, and swayed and staggered to form an arc shape, which immediately resolved the blockage left by the other party, and the rune power suddenly stabilized, continued to extend down, and after a while, he completed his own part and transferred it to the next rune master to relay the drawing.

Han Feng's first talisman was a slightly older middle-aged man, his face changed as soon as he took it, he was surprised by Han Feng's resolution technique, but in this way, the rune path of the first-grade rune fireball talisman changed, and he didn't know how to take it for a while, so he had to draw it according to the conventional rune, but unfortunately, as soon as he put down the pen, the whole rune road suddenly flashed, the rune collapsed, and the drawing of the rune ended in failure in advance.

"I've lost!" The middle-aged talisman master's face turned pale, and it took him a while to spit out this sentence, and he took out ten lower-grade spirit stones from his waist pouch and gave them to Han Feng.

Han Feng smiled, took it, and put it in his bag.

The other three or four talisman masters all laughed, and the man in red even laughed: "I didn't expect Senior Brother Han to win the battle. ”

Situ Shaomei's face was ugly and she didn't say a word.

According to the rules, the second game was written by the loser of the previous game, and the middle-aged talisman adjusted his mood slightly, took out a piece of copper-colored rune paper, picked up the pen and sketched, and quickly started.

The next five people all completed it successfully, but the sixth person made a mistake, and he didn't stabilize the mutation of manic power for a while, and failed instantly.

The third game started by this person, and the next relay person was Situ Shaomei, her expression was condensed, and her pen was as steady as Mount Tai, like flowing water, and it was completed in a blink of an eye, and it was handed over to Han Feng.

Han Feng looked at it, and scolded in his heart, although Situ Shaomei did not increase the pen power this time, but she deliberately reduced the rune ink on a branch line, making the rune power uneven, and it was about to collapse sideways, Han Feng hurriedly put a pen between the branch line and the main line to stabilize the situation, and then spun around, and drew an auxiliary line on the side of the branch line to connect with the main line, sharing the pressure of that branch, and then extended it down and handed it over to the middle-aged rune master.