How could an inscriber not have an inscribing pen?
For example, an alchemist's cauldron, an inscriber's cauldron, and an inscriber's inscribing pen were very important.
For example, Lin Feng's spear technique had already reached the Rudimentary Spear Realm. It was built on familiar weapons, such as the Nightmare Demon Spear and the Amethyst Spear. So what if he changed to another spear? Whether he could adapt to it was a problem. How much strength he could unleash was another problem.
An inscriber's inscribing pen was usually custom-made.
According to the inscriber's height, strength, palm size, and strength, the inscriber's inscribing pen would be extremely fine.
This was because the inscribing array itself was about fine details and perfection. In fact, the four deputy professions were exactly the same in this aspect.
How could an inscriber not have his own inscribing pen?
"Wow!" The surrounding crowd instantly burst into an uproar.
All kinds of voices could be heard. Some were puzzled, and some were guessing if Lin Feng said this on purpose. However, most of them were mocking and ridiculing him. Everyone pointed at him, and their faces were full of contempt. Just as An Lu said, how could a barbarian know how to draw an inscribing array?
Ridiculous!
"Hmph." An Lu crossed his arms in disdain.
To him, having to compete with such an opponent was simply an insult to him.
The well-dressed girl looked at Lin Feng with even more curiosity. At this moment, cold sweat was dripping from Wan Mochou's forehead. He was alarmed. At this moment, he was finally sure —
Lin Feng really did not know how to draw an inscribing array.
Which inscriber did not have an inscribing pen?
It was just like how Heaven Realm martial artists did not have weapons.
The braid behind Yan Qing's head swayed slightly. He looked at Lin Feng with even more curiosity. However, he could not see through this barbarian. It was fine if Lin Feng was just fooling around. However, he had seen countless people. The confidence and calm expression on Lin Feng's face were not fake!
Instead, he really did have some skills.
"Interesting." Yan Qing smiled faintly. "Are you trying to tell me that you can beat my disciple without using your inscribing pen?"
"Then let's try and see if you are really that confident …"
Yan Qing immediately understood, and a light flashed in his hand.
"Little Yu," Yan Qing called out softly.
"Yes, Master." When she saw the Amethyst Sandalwood Box in her master's hand, her eyes lit up, and she extended her hand to receive it respectfully. He gently opened it, and in an instant, a faint light burst out. An 'engraving pen' that was 1.5 meters long appeared in front of him.
"Stream water?!" Qin Xiaoyu exclaimed.
Every Inscription Master usually carried two to three Inscription Brushes with him to draw different Inscription Formations.
This was especially true for a master like Yan Qing, who had nearly ten inscription brushes. His persistence and fastidiousness when it came to drawing inscription formations was one of the main reasons why he could become one of the top three inscriptionists in Shiluo County. This' stream 'was one of Yan Qing's inscription brushes. It was light and agile and easy to control. For a new Inscription Master —
It was a priceless treasure!
"I obtained this' stream water 'when I first entered the sect. I rarely use it now." Yan Qing said softly, "Compared to the inscription brushes used by my disciple, An Lu, each has its own merits. We are evenly matched. This is a fair competition."
Lin Feng reached out and took the 'stream water' that Qin Xiaoyu carefully handed to him. His eyes shone slightly.
It was light to the touch, but it was also very textured. When he held it in his hand, he felt a sense of freedom. The lines of the brush were smooth and perfect. It was very comfortable.
"Thank you." Lin Feng nodded. As he held the 'stream water' inscription brush, he felt an inexplicable stir in his heart.
An image seemed to appear in his mind. The brush in his hand was very similar to this' stream water 'inscription brush.
It was an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
And at that moment …
"Whoosh!" An Lu took out his own inscription brush.
The tip of the brush condensed, and the brush was thick and sturdy. A golden dragon coiled around it, and it exuded a clear and domineering aura!
"Golden Dragon." An Lu raised his head and held the inscription brush with unusual confidence.
This' Golden Dragon 'inscription brush had accompanied him to the third place in the previous' New Star Inscriber Competition. ' With his control ability, an ordinary inscription brush like the 'stream water' that was easy to control and release astral power was far inferior to his' Golden Dragon '.
…
"Bang!" "Bang!"
Yan Qing's eyes lit up. He exerted force with both hands, and two streams of energy shot out instantly.
A halo flashed and separated the two cuboid barriers. The surrounding crowd was instantly pushed a hundred meters away, forming a huge empty window. At that moment, the number of people around was still increasing. Not only could they see Master Yan Qing, but they could also watch a show.
Beside the Xiaoxiang Restaurant.
"Senior Sister, did you hear that? It's Master Yan Qing!" A delicate and pretty girl blushed. She was overjoyed.
"Yes." A girl in her twenties responded softly. Her facial features were exquisite, and she had a beauty that could captivate birds and beasts. Even on this bustling street full of beauties, she stood out like a crane among a flock of chickens. Especially her delicate skin, which was as smooth as jade and as fair as snow.
Lin Yumo was one of the two rising stars of the Lin clan that Wan Mochou had mentioned.
"I heard that his disciple is competing with someone!" The delicate and pretty girl, Lin Meiyu, covered her mouth and chuckled. "It's that overconfident An Lu who wants to pursue you, Senior Sister."
With a smile, Lin Yumo's eyes lit up. "Let's go, Yu 'er. Master Yan Qing is a distinguished guest of the Lin clan. Since he sees us, as juniors, he should greet us."
"That's great, Senior Sister!" The delicate and pretty girl, Lin Meiyu, said happily.
…
"Are there any problems with the rules of the competition?" Yan Qing looked at the two of them.
"No," Lin Feng and An Lu said in unison.
"Very good." Yan Qing nodded. "The Time Inscription Array is exactly ten times. It's the test for the advancement of an Inscription Master. There are standards for everything. First, the area must be 50 * 50 square meters. Second, the time inscription must be exactly ten times. Finally, it must be able to operate completely. "
"If you fail any one of the three standards, you will fail. If you pass all of them …"
"It will be decided by the quality and inscription speed," Yan Qing said slowly.
He looked at Lin Feng and An Lu. "Is there anything else you want to add?"
"No." Lin Feng shook his head with a calm expression.
To him, this was already the most 'suitable' rule.
"Hmph, it's just a waste of time. How can a mere barbarian draw a Time Inscription Array that's ten times faster?" An Lu's eyes were filled with disdain. He glanced at Lin Feng, and his eyes suddenly lit up. He saw two beautiful figures not far behind Lin Feng.
One of them was …
…
"Senior Sister, it's Senior Yan Qing and An Lu!" Lin Meiyu said excitedly. "Little Yu is here too!"
"I saw them." Lin Yumo's voice was clear and lively.
"That An Lu is really arrogant and despotic." Lin Meiyu had just heard An Lu's words. She curled her lips and snorted softly.
Lin Yumo smiled lightly. "After all, he's third in the Star of the New Inscription Masters. Under Master Yan Qing's nurturing, it's certain that he'll become an Earth-rank inscription master in the future. He does have the right to be arrogant."
"Tsk." Lin Meiyu spat. "In front of Senior Sister, he's still obedient like a mangy dog."
Lin Yumo frowned slightly. "Don't talk nonsense, Yu 'er."
"Yes, Senior Sister." Lin Meiyu stuck out her little tongue and glanced at Lin Feng. Her beautiful eyes flashed with curiosity. "Eh, who's this black-clothed youth? Is he also an inscription master? Why haven't I seen him before? Hmm … He's actually competing with An Lu in drawing inscription arrays. He's really bold. "
Although she didn't like An Lu, Lin Meiyu still spoke the truth. When it came to drawing inscription arrays, An Lu was indeed very good.
According to Senior Sister's words, that was —
He did have the right to be arrogant.
"I haven't seen him either," Lin Yumo said softly, her beautiful eyes shining.
She had more or less seen the younger generation of martial artists in and around the Qianluo District, but Lin Feng was very unfamiliar.
However, Shiluo Commandery was so big. It was normal that she hadn't seen him before.
"Ah!" Lin Meiyu looked at Lin Feng, and her expression changed instantly. "Senior Sister, look!"
Looking in the direction Lin Meiyu was pointing, Lin Yumo immediately saw a small half of a token on Lin Feng's waist. She was also shocked. "The clan's token! He … is a member of our Lin clan? "Lin Yumo murmured softly, but her doubts deepened.
She had never seen Lin Feng in the clan!
Moreover, each skill had its own specialization. The Lin clan was proficient in refining weapons. How could they draw inscription arrays?
It was like a family that had passed down the sword for generations. It was a little too strange that a descendant of a family that had run off to practice broadswords.
"Wow, so young. He's about the same age as you, Senior Sister." Lin Meiyu finally caught a glimpse of Lin Feng's face and exclaimed. At this time, Lin Feng and An Lu were completely in position. The competition was ready to begin at any time.
Lin Yumo watched gently, her beautiful eyes shining.
…
"Hmph, just wait and see how I'll make you lose face." An Lu was very proud.
He had always wanted to show off his skills in front of Lin Yumo so that the goddess of his dreams would have a good impression of him. Unfortunately, he didn't have the chance. Now, he finally had a great opportunity. Originally, he was disdainful of competing with Lin Feng, but now —
Instead, he was very grateful to Lin Feng!
He had given him the chance to be a hero.
With Lin Yumo watching, An Lu felt his blood boiling. He held the Golden Dragon Inscription Pen in his hand and was very excited.
Very soon, he would allow everyone to witness his, An Lu's, strength!
…
"Will it really be fine?" Wan Mochou was very worried.
"Don't worry." Lin Feng smiled slightly. He could feel Wan Mochou's sincere concern. He gave her a thumbs-up and said, "It should be fine."
Indeed, he could only say that it should be fine.
Although he had successfully replicated the sword embryo before, it was still an inscription array.
However, no matter what, it was his first time drawing an Inscription Formation. If he said that it was 100% possible, he was indeed not confident.
However, there was a 90% chance of success!
Lin Feng glanced at the proud An Lu and closed his eyes.
Lin Feng took a deep breath and calmed his mind. He opened his eyes with a swoosh. In a flash, he came to the center. Faint starlight gathered in his hand. All the sounds in the surroundings disappeared. He was perfectly focused.
Lin Feng's eyes shone brightly as he held the 'stream' engraving pen.
The competition had officially begun!
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