"Hey, he didn't give up, he just went to recover his soul power first. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info," said an elder in the north.

The rest of the elders also looked over, and sure enough, Han Feng turned around and went to the edge of the stream at this moment, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and meditated to recover his soul power.

Since the ten days have not completely passed, Zhou Xinxin could not stop Han Feng, so he could only wait silently, but his face was relaxed, after all, in his heart, even if Han Feng dared to try, he would not be able to succeed, at least in the past hundred years, he had only heard of it, and he had never seen it with his own eyes during his apprenticeship, and the objects of his hearing had now become big names who shook the past and the present, and a stomp of his foot could make the Jianyun Mountain Range shake a few times.

No matter how you look at it, this kid in front of him doesn't have this kind of potential!

Zhou Xinxin thought secretly.

Half an hour later, Han Feng opened his eyes again, his eyes were as calm as water, there were not many fluctuations, he walked slowly to the front of the stage, took out the golden rune paper from the wooden box, dipped the pen in ink, and began to draw the talisman.

The first stroke, he felt an unruly force revolt back, as if to push him away, but when his fingers were hard, the light red light flashed, this force was immediately controlled by him, the five fingers were as steady as Mount Tai, like stainless steel holding the pen and slowly drawing.

"He was able to draw the first stroke, and his wrist was very strong!" one of the elders commented.

Zhou Xinxin, Elder Mu, and Elder Chang all stared at Han Feng tightly and didn't say a word. In particular, Elder Mu clenched his hands tightly, as if he wanted to draw by himself.

After Han Feng drew the first stroke, he then followed the trend and gradually unfolded the rune path, although it was very slow and slow, but there was no stagnation or deviation.

Time passed very slowly, and after half an hour, Han Feng's talisman was only about half completed.

"Senior Brother Liu, how much time is left, and the apprentice Dabi is over?" a southern elder asked Elder Liu from the inner gate.

"It's been less than half an hour. Elder Liu glanced at him and said lightly.

The southern elder had a happy face, nodded at Elder Liu, and stopped talking, obviously thinking that it would be difficult for Han Feng to complete the drawing of this golden rune paper in the remaining half an hour.

But as soon as Elder Liu's words fell, Han Feng's speed suddenly increased by a few points, and after a quarter of an hour, he advanced the rune path on the golden rune paper to three-quarters, but the resistance he encountered became stronger and stronger, and his forehead began to sweat.

Elder Mu's forehead began to sweat as well, as if he was extremely concerned about this bet.

Zhou Xinxin is also a little uneasy, if the cooked duck is going to fly away, then he will also be depressed to the point of internal injury.

The sweat on Han Feng's forehead became more and more, gradually dripping down, splashing a little bead of sweat on the ground.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and he drew with great difficulty, and after another quarter of an hour, he had only advanced a tenth of the last section of the rune, and it was getting slower and slower, and his right hand seemed to be pushing a weight of ten thousand pounds to move, and it was difficult to move an inch.

Zhou Xinxin suddenly smiled, turned his head to Elder Mu and said, "It is not easy for him to come this far. Elder Mu, congratulations on this talent in the north!"

"What's the hurry, it's not the last step yet!" Elder Mu didn't have a good breath.

"Hehe, of course I'm not in a hurry, anyway, I'm in sight of victory!" Zhou Xinxin smiled proudly.

"Hmph!" Elder Mu snorted, turned his head away, ignored him no more, and continued to stare at Han Feng closely.

Before you know it, another quarter of an hour has passed, and there is only a quarter of an hour left before the end of the big competition, and a large number of apprentices have sorted out their achievements.

And Han Feng was still fighting, he still had a tenth of the rune path unfinished, and his whole body was soaked, as if he was immersed in water.

At this moment, all the elders felt that it was impossible for him to succeed, and even Elder Mu sighed and withdrew his gaze.

Suddenly, Han Feng took a sharp breath, his whole body crackled, a pale red light appeared on his face and hands, and a force gushed out from nowhere, and the rune pen in his hand suddenly accelerated, and he actually completed all the runes in the last quarter of an hour, and there was no mistake at all.

When he finished the last stroke, the golden rune paper gold and red light soared, and a large amount of aura around it frantically poured into it, but it only lasted for a short time before it dissipated, leaving a fireball talisman with red veins on a gold background, shining with aura, not half a cut of strength compared to the talisman on the silver background, but several times stronger.

"Haha, it's done!" Han Feng finally exhaled, looking at this fireball talisman with a golden background, his eyes full of joy.

On the high platform, all the elders were a little surprised, especially Zhou Xinxin, who stared and couldn't speak for a long time.

"This kid has cultivated the Refining Hall's Alchemy Vajra Technique, and has already achieved the Iron Skin Body!" Elder Liu of the inner gate said with a flash of essence in his eyes, and he said with a rare smile.

"Elder Zhou, where's the thing?!" Elder Mu in the north immediately turned around and challenged Zhou Xinxin.

Zhou Xinxin's face was like a pig's liver, his face was red, and he returned the bets he had received from Elder Mu and the other three to Elder Mu for a while, and also took out another wooden box and threw it to him, which naturally contained the eight-grade talisman Thousand Flames Burning City Talisman that he bet on.

Elder Mu put everything into the storage ring with a happy face, and then looked at the Elder Chang at the inner door, smiling without saying a word.

"Hell, boiled ducks can fly away!" Elder Chang muttered, and he had to take out the eight-grade talisman from the storage ring and give it to him.

"Hehe, Elder Zhou, thank you, the winner-takes-all rule, you really treat me so well!" Elder Mu deliberately disgusted Zhou Xinxin.

"Hmph, this time you won, but next time it may not be!" Zhou Xinxin's face was extremely ugly, and after throwing down this sentence, he turned around and left, turning into a heroic light, and he walked out of the hole in an instant, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"What about the 100,000 contribution points that I said!" Elder Mu laughed and asked.

Obviously, the two of them often bet and gamble, and it was very likely that Elder Mu lost more, so he valued it so much this time.

"He has already transferred it to me, and he will reward Han Feng later. Elder Liu from the inner gate said lightly.

"Elder Liu, is the list out?" asked a red-robed elder from the south.

"It's all out, see for yourselves!" Elder Liu of the inner gate displayed the names and achievements of the top 100 apprentices in each hall on the spiritual realm, which was clear at a glance.

"I didn't expect that you still occupy the top ten in the southern list, and there are indeed many talents!" An elder surnamed Zhang in the west glanced at the list a few times, and immediately calculated it, and looked at the three elders in the south helplessly and said.

"It's a pity that I lost the first place, and I can't win three consecutive championships!" said the elder led by the south with a wry smile.

"Let them all come up in the top 10. Elder Liu said.

Naturally, everyone had no objections, and they all released their soul power to inform their respective apprentices.