Seeing that Qin Wentian was willing to stand up for her, Bailu Yi smiled and nodded her head. This scene caused Yan Kong's countenance to turn even colder. As expected, Bailu Yi would never show such a smile to anyone else.
Yan Kong's heart was filled with hatred and jealousy.
Qin Wentian took a step forward, standing in front of Bailu Yi as he asked, "Do you think that your attainment in the Dao of Divine Inscriptions is the highest among us?"
Yan Kong stared at Qin Wentian, his countenance cold as he replied, "Why? Do you want to give it a try?"
"Please enlighten me." Qin Wentian continued walking forward as he stared intently at Yan Kong. At this moment, he no longer had that carefree expression on his face. His eyes shone with a brilliant light, causing people to feel as though they were enveloped by a layer of light.
At this moment, the change in Qin Wentian's aura caused Leng Ning's heart to pound. This fellow's aura had suddenly changed.
Self-confidence, sharpness, and the frivolity of youth — these were the traits Qin Wentian exuded at this moment.
"This fellow, even if he's confident, can his attainment in the Dao of Divine Inscriptions really surpass Yan Kong's?" Leng Ning's heart pounded. She didn't know why, but when she saw the change in Qin Wentian, an indescribable sense of anticipation bloomed in her heart.
"Hehe." Yan Kong coldly laughed as his aura gushed forth. The surrounding crowd retreated, giving way to Yan Kong and Qin Wentian.
The Shadow of an Astral Soul appeared above Yan Kong's head. It was a golden palm imprint, and the Palmprint Astral Soul shone with a unique golden luster. This Astral Soul was a type of Forging Astral Soul.
The Shadow of an Astral Soul also appeared above Yan Kong's palm, turning golden in color. Numerous runic lines flowed on the surface of the palm imprint, transforming into a mystical glow.
The runic inscriptions on Yan Kong's palms circulated unceasingly, gradually forming the illusory image of a dragon. Although it was a little simple, even a simple dragon-shaped Divine Inscription could be considered an extraordinary Divine Inscription.
"Look carefully." Yan Kong laughed coldly. After which, he slammed his palms into the ground, causing the inscriptions of dragons to appear on the ground.
"ROAR …" A low draconic roar rang out as a golden dragon lunged towards Qin Wentian. With a thunderous boom, the golden dragon slammed into Qin Wentian, causing a few lacerations to appear on Qin Wentian's robes. Although Qin Wentian wasn't injured, it still showed how extraordinary this Divine Imprint was.
"The standard of a peak-level second-ranked Divine Inscriptionist is only a step away from the third-ranked." The hearts of the spectators palpitated. It was highly likely that Yan Kong would step into the ranks of a third-ranked Divine Inscriptionist within half a year.
Yan Kong stood with his hands clasped behind his back, staring at Qin Wentian with a cold smile. He wanted to see how Bailu Yi would deal with him after Qin Wentian was defeated by him.
"Are you done?" Qin Wentian asked in a low voice, his words causing the smile on Yan Kong's face to stiffen. "It's your turn now."
"BOOM!"
Qin Wentian stomped his foot on the ground. Instantly, the Shadow of a Great Roc manifested above his head, gushing towards Yan Kong.
"And here I was wondering what level you are at." Yan Kong coldly laughed as he stared at the Shadow of the Great Roc.
However, before the sound of his voice faded, Qin Wentian stepped out once more as the Shadow of the Great Roc manifested once more.
"BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!" Qin Wentian advanced step by step, his footsteps seemed to have a unique rhythm to them. The Shadow of the Great Roc manifested an even more profound and mysterious Divine Inscriptions, as more and more Great Rocs rushed towards Yan Kong. Yan Kong waved his arms impatiently, trying to defend himself.
"Something's wrong, something's wrong …" Qin Wentian slowly stepped out, his countenance stiffening as he sensed that something was wrong. The Great Roc beneath his feet was still in the midst of forming a new Divine Inscription.
Leng Ning's dainty hands were tightly clenched into fists. All of a sudden, she felt her heartbeat quickening as she stared unblinkingly at Qin Wentian. The Shadow of the Great Roc was still in the midst of forming a new Divine Inscription.
Finally, the silhouettes of the great rocs reformed. On the ground, an incomparably gigantic picture of a great roc appeared, blotting out the skies. A terrifying aura gushed forth, yet Qin Wentian was still as carefree as ever.
Abruptly, all the great rocs started to move. They transformed into different parts of the great roc as a terrifying might gushed forth. The great roc soared through the skies, howling in rage as it shot towards Yan Kong. Its incomparably sharp claws were so sharp that it felt as though it wanted to tear Yan Kong's head apart.
Yan Kong's countenance drastically changed. He hurriedly retreated as his aura gushed forth in a frenzy. With a howl of rage, both of his palms formed an ancient imprint that blasted out, colliding with the projection of the great roc as a terrifying sound echoed out.
The Shadow of the Great Roc gradually dissipated, leaving Yan Kong in a sorry state.
Silence filled the air as the gazes of the spectators landed on Qin Wentian. Even Bailu Yi was stunned. Qin Wentian's attainments in the Dao of Divine Inscriptions had far exceeded her expectations. This was also the first time she saw Qin Wentian displaying his prowess in the Dao of Divine Inscriptions. Could this fellow really be a genius in the Dao of Divine Inscriptions?
"Third-ranked Divine Inscriptions, able to suppress Yuanfu cultivators."
"This fellow is a third-ranked Divine Inscriptionist."
The crowd stared at Qin Wentian. Only now did they understand that they had misunderstood. How was it that Bailu Yi had fallen in love with him? It was clear that Qin Wentian's talent had caused her to look at him in a different light. Thinking of this, many in the crowd couldn't help but feel ashamed.
Upon seeing that Qin Wentian was a third-ranked Divine Inscriptionist, the jealousy in their hearts instantly vanished.
"Third-ranked." Leng Ning's entire body stiffened as she exclaimed in shock. Her beautiful eyes stared unblinkingly at Qin Wentian. At this moment, her countenance was extremely fascinating to behold, as her heart pounded unceasingly in her chest.
Third-ranked, this bastard was really a third-ranked Divine Inscriptionist. That fellow who liked to talk big …
"Something's wrong." Leng Ning's face reddened. He was originally a third-ranked Divine Inscriptionist, why did he have to talk big? This was clearly the truth.
"This bastard." Leng Ning stomped her feet in agitation. Her beautiful eyes shone with a brilliant light. She was so agitated that she didn't know what she was thinking. No wonder that fellow was so good at acting, putting on an unfathomable and unfathomable appearance.
However, when she thought of the words she had said that she would marry him if he was a third-ranked Divine Inscriptionist, Leng Ning's face flushed red. She snuck a glance at Qin Wentian, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
Qin Wentian calmly stared at Yan Kong as he asked, "Your attainment in the Dao of Divine Inscriptions is the highest?"
Yan Kong's countenance alternated between shades of green and white. How ironic. Not long ago, he was still so confident in his abilities, yet today, he was being humiliated in front of everyone.
"You want to kill me?" Yan Kong instantly changed the topic. A terrifying aura gushed forth from him as he dashed towards Qin Wentian, his eyes flashing with a cold light.
"Yan Kong, you shameless bastard!" Leng Ning, who was still in shock, felt the killing intent radiating from Yan Kong. Her countenance drastically changed. This Yan Kong was simply too shameless. After losing to Qin Wentian in terms of attainment in the Dao of Divine Inscriptions, he actually dared to make a move. Given the strength of his Yan Clan, even if he injured Qin Wentian, no one would be able to do anything to him.
"Golden Dragon Imprint."
Yan Kong's palms blasted out, containing a trace of draconic might in them. It was as though a golden dragon was whistling through the air, exuding a terrifying sharpness that could annihilate everything. The Mandate that Yan Kong had comprehended was the Mandate of Metal.
Of the five elements, metal was extremely tyrannical and sharp. The first level of insight of the Mandate of Metal was Penetrative, causing his attacks to contain an extremely powerful destructive force.
Upon seeing Yan Kong suddenly making a move against him, Qin Wentian's eyes flashed with a cold light. Demonic Qi gushed forth from his palms as the Divine Inscriptions in his Arterial Circulation Pathway throbbed.
"Falling Mountain Palms!" Qin Wentian blasted out. Currently, his mastery of the Falling Mountain Palms had already reached the pinnacle of perfection. His attack was akin to a gigantic mountain smashing downwards. Especially since the Falling Mountain Palms were infused with the Mandate of Force, the might of the Falling Mountain Palms was simply too terrifying.
The Golden Dragon Imprint collided with the Falling Mountain Palms. The golden dragon seemed to be on the verge of shattering as a deafening rumble echoed out. After which, the spectators only saw a blurry silhouette appearing, as well as a series of afterimages.
"KABOOM!" A terrifying sound thundered out, and the spectators only saw cracks appearing on a stone pillar not far away. Yan Kong's body had been slammed ruthlessly into the stone pillar, and a hand could be seen protruding from his chest. Qin Wentian stood beside him, his hands clutching onto Yan Kong's chest, exuding a cold and tyrannical aura.
"This …" The hearts of the spectators pounded unceasingly. Leng Ning drew in a deep breath. Was this still the Qin Wentian who loved to boast? That Qin Wentian who had an indifferent expression on his face, his eyes clean, his features handsome, and a smile always hanging on his face?
Qin Wentian abruptly pulled on Yan Kong's arm, flinging him onto the ground. Yan Kong was sprawled on the ground, and just as he was about to lift his head, he saw Qin Wentian's icy gaze staring at him. "Apologize to Teacher Bailu."
Yan Kong wiped the traces of blood from the corner of his mouth as he stared at Qin Wentian. A ruthless light flickered in his eyes, but he didn't apologize. Instead, he wanted to stand up.
"BOOM!"
Qin Wentian flipped his palms and blasted out, causing Yan Kong's body to instantly collapse to the ground as he coughed out fresh blood.
"Apologize." Qin Wentian's voice rang out. A light wind ruffled his robes, and at this moment, a different kind of light radiated from him.
Tyrannical, frivolous.
Before this, he already knew that Yan Kong had malicious intentions towards him, and had even threatened him before. It was just that this was his first time in the Moon Continent, and he couldn't be bothered to care about such things. After all, he had his own matters to attend to. Yan Kong was just a small matter to him, but there were some people who wanted to cross his bottom line.
Since that was the case, he could only suppress them!
"Do you know what you are doing?" Yan Kong roared in a low voice, wanting to get up once more.
"BOOM!" As the sound of his voice faded, Qin Wentian's foot directly stomped down on his back, ruthlessly pressing him to the ground once more.
If Yan Kong wasn't convinced, then he would torture him until he was convinced!
"Three breaths of time, this is your final chance," Qin Wentian's emotionless voice rang out.
"YOU DARE?!" Yan Kong howled in rage. Despite being trampled on by Qin Wentian, he was unable to get up.
"One breath!" Qin Wentian coldly stated.
Yan Kong's countenance contorted with malevolence, he felt extremely humiliated.
"Two breaths!" Qin Wentian stated once more. A killing intent gushed forth from him, causing the entire space to turn cold, akin to an icy cavern.
Yan Kong's entire body trembled as he felt the killing intent seeping into his body. At this moment, he suddenly felt fear.
"Three …"
"I apologize." Even before Qin Wentian could finish his sentence, Yan Kong already closed his eyes in agony. Today, he had already accepted his fate.
"Miss Bailu, I, Yan Kong, have spoken rudely and deserve to be punished. I'm sorry." Yan Kong was forced to apologize, and he felt even more terrible than death.
"Since you have to apologize sooner or later, why do you insist on being tortured? Why bother?" Qin Wentian shifted his foot away as a faint smile appeared on his face. The coldness radiating from him vanished in an instant, and the smile on his face returned to its former tranquil state. However, the scene earlier was deeply imprinted into the minds of the spectators. They would never be able to forget it!
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