Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Qing Zhenyi is quite a character as well. His Inscription Arts is progressing at an extraordinarily fast pace, and his entire Inner Sect of Earthly Essence Sect can be ranked even higher … There were rumors saying that he had received guidance from Young Master Yuan, otherwise … It is also impossible for Luo Nei to become the partner of the 'Abyss Alliance'. "    

Like pouring beans, Wang Yuwei went over all of Qing Zhenyi's past experiences.    

"Luo Feng is indeed an opponent."    

"However, Qing Zhenyi and Luo Wang are unable to do anything to us. What I'm worried about … is standing behind the net... the Abyss Alliance … "    

Ye Feng shook his head.    

Without a doubt, Young Master Yuan was definitely stronger than Qing Zhenyi by a lot. Since he was forced to fight Qing Zhenyi and with the help of the Elemental Spirit, defeating the opponent shouldn't be a problem for him.    

But this way, his and Floor Sweeping Sect would also be pushed to the forefront of the conversation, and perhaps, they would very quickly attract the attention of the "Abyss Alliance".    

Ye Feng understood in his heart that although his talent in inscription was strong, he had only been in contact with inscription for a short period of time.    

This bit of ability, when compared to the grandmaster level expert Young Master Yuan whose name shook Human Clan, was definitely like an egg hitting a stone.    

This was what he was worried about …    

The worry and worry in Ye Feng's eyes caused a misunderstanding between him and Wang Yuwei.    

Yuan Ningzhen pouted her lips, revealing her bright canine teeth and said: "Junior Brother Ye, if you don't have confidence, then we'll just let him go like a pigeon. A wise man does not eat the loss when the odds are against him, not to mention, Qing Zhenyi is a real Inscription Master, forcing you to compete with his Inscription Arts, he will not find it embarrassing."    

"That's right. Anyway, we have sold quite a bit this time, and with so many Spiritual Stone, we can even use them in a year. " Wang Yuwei also nodded at the side.    

Ye Feng smiled, "A mere Fourth Grade Inscription Master is nothing. Come, let's see how I will defeat Qing Zhenyi in front of everyone's gazes."    

"Our Floor Sweeping Sect … Just wait for it to rise again. "    

With a flick of his sleeve, he strode towards the direction of the arena.    

Yuan Ningzhen and Wang Yuwei looked at each other and sighed.    

The Junior Brother Ye was floating, if he did not remember wrongly, it had only been a month since he became the Third Grade Inscription Master, and he actually said something like "the Fourth Grade Inscription Master is nothing"?    

Sigh …    

However, since he had already made up his mind, he could only take one step at a time.    

"..."    

The martial stage was used by the Earthly Essence Sect disciples to spar with each other for skills, hence it was usually relatively empty.    

However, today, it was completely different from usual. The surroundings of the enormous stone platform had long since been surrounded by outer court disciples that surged over from all directions. Even the nearby huge trees were densely packed with people.    

At the front of the stone platform, there were even many inner and outer academy elders.    

In all these years, this was the first time that he had seen a Inscription Master challenger, especially when the latter's identity was that of a servant.    

An ordinary inscription master would definitely not be able to make Qing Zhenyi, the leader of "Luo Nai", put down his dignity to fight.    

On one hand, the Inscription Master Convention was just around the corner, and everyone wanted to see the inscription competition this time. On the other hand, there were also many people who wanted to see what that service inscription master, Ye Feng, looked like, to have the guts to do so.    

When the news spread, it had already caused a stir in the inner and outer court within a short hour, causing disciples and elders who were late to arrive, to not even be able to find their spectator seats.    

Crash! *    

As he was waiting, a figure descended from the sky. Elder Feng held a square box in his hand and landed on the stage.    

At the same time, Qing Zhenyi's figure appeared. Dressed in a black Inscription Master gown, with a red ribbon in his long hair and a jade crown on his head, he looked extremely proud. The moment he stepped onto the stage, a large number of female disciples began to shout excitedly.    

In a certain area in the viewing gallery, dozens of inscription masters and Inner Sect disciples were gathered there, cheering for Qing Zhenyi and attracting his attention.    

"Servant disciple Ye Feng, come up!"    

As the cold star-like light swept across the crowd, Qing Zhenyi's voice became clearer and louder.    

He was quite satisfied with the scene below and extremely confident in himself. Feeling the gazes of admiration and envy from the crowd, he even felt a bit of a hallucination.    

After today, he would still have the Luo Huan and his fame would soar within the Earthly Essence Sect. As for Ye Feng, he would have to lose his identity as an inscription master and spend the rest of his life in the Factotum Tavern, unable to see the light of day.    

Haha … It felt good just thinking about it.    

"Brothers, although we are janitor disciples, we are self-respecting, self-loving, self-respecting and self-strengthening."    

"We definitely won't allow anyone to step on our heads …"    

In a certain corner below the stage, Ye Feng stood up, and after saying a few words to the disciples with Floor Sweeping Sect, he walked towards the martial stage with a calm expression.    

Different from Qing Zhenyi's brashness, he walked steadily, ignoring the discussions and sarcastic remarks from the four sides. The moment he stepped onto the stage, his mind was as calm as the wind blowing him onto the ground.    

Such a calm expression actually caused many people to feel curious. A few elders among the crowd nodded their heads in approval.    

where... There was Elder He, who was highly respected even in the Inner Sect.    

Dressed in simple black clothes, Ye Feng naturally gave off the feeling of a pampered and unfazed person in their eyes.    

"..."    

"Shut up!"    

Nodding at the two of them, Elder Feng raised his hand and a loud voice suppressed the surrounding noise.    

"I believe the two of you should already know the whole situation of the competition. Today, this elder has the honor of hosting a competition, and the test topic is specifically to go to the Inscription House to request for Old Master Nie's help. There is no doubt about the fairness."    

"Now... I am announcing the inscription as the question. "    

With a flick of his finger, two identical scrolls flew out from Elder Feng's hands and landed on the table in front of the two.    

"This is the third level inscription. Please take a look."    

When their voices fell, Ye Feng and Qing Zhenyi simultaneously reached out to pick up the instruction scroll, and opened it up to carefully examine it.    

As the crowd waited anxiously, the two men's expressions became even more unsightly. In the end, they shook their heads at the same time.    

"Heh heh, Old Master Nie … I'm afraid another problem has arisen. "    

"He likes to discipline these little fellows who love to stand out. That's good too, tempering the minds of the two onstage is also a good thing for our sect."    

The reaction on their faces caused the few elders in the crowd to smile …