"Compare and depict spirit patterns?" Both the people of the Xin family and the warriors above the port were stunned, they didn't expect the headhunter to make such a request. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

No one can shake Master Weng's position in the Headhunter Islands, even the headhunter has to be afraid of Master Weng, but today the headhunter is actually on the opposite side of Master Weng.

The seemingly fair decision of the headhunter is already a provocation for Master Weng, as the only spirit pattern master on the headhunting islands, Master Weng's words are reasonable, even the headhunter island owner cannot dispute his words.

"Does he have the qualifications to compete with the spirit pattern?" Master Weng sneered disdainfully.

The headhunter smiled slightly: "Master Weng, as a spirit pattern master, would he be afraid of this wild boy?"

"Afraid, will I be afraid?" Master Weng looked at the headhunter with a straight face, even if he was the owner of this headhunter archipelago and dared to question himself on the spirit pattern, Master Weng still wouldn't give him face.

"In that case, let me wait to open my eyes and see the magic of the Spirit Tattoo Master. The headhunter smiled slightly.

"I'm also interested in competing with Master Weng. Zhu Qing held up a black iron plate.

"Boy, are you in a hurry to find death?" Master Weng's expression was cold, and a majestic blood appeared on his body, and the terrifying pressure enveloped Zhu Qing.

This Master Weng turned out to be a blood-forming realm martial artist, and his strength was a grade higher than that of Zhu Qing, and the blood-moving realm basically had no resistance in front of the blood-forming realm powerhouse.

Zhu Qing's face did not change, he could move freely under the coercion of the powerhouse of the Blood Transformation Realm, this Master Weng was just a mere Blood-Forming Realm martial artist, how could this kind of coercion suppress him, this Master Weng could only bring humiliation on himself.

Under the pressure of Master Weng, Zhu Qing calmly took out the rhino horn pen, drew it with one stroke, and a solid spiritual pattern appeared on the black iron plate!

"Spirit Pattern Master, it's really Spirit Pattern Master!" The martial artist in the port suddenly gasped.

A fine light flashed in the eyes of the headhunter island owner, looking at Zhu Qing was like looking at a treasure!

But a killing intent flashed in Master Weng's eyes, it was enough to have him as a spirit pattern master in the headhunting islands!

"Spirit Pattern Master, he turned out to be a Spirit Pattern Master?" Xin Dali looked at Zhu Qing in disbelief, he never thought that this little guy who was picked up by him turned out to be the legendary Spirit Pattern Master.

"You already knew!" Xin Dali couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw that Xin Mingzhu didn't have the slightest look of surprise on his face.

"Well, my dad knew about it, but he wouldn't let us get it out. Xin Mingzhu nodded.

Xin Dali also expressed his understanding of Zhu Qing's approach, the influence of a spirit pattern master is too great, although the name of a spirit pattern master can bring him a lot of benefits, but at the same time, there will be a lot of dangers.

If it weren't for today's matter, Zhu Qing would inevitably continue to hide, but Master Weng's strategy was too vicious, if he didn't stand up, the Xin family might not be able to survive today.

After all, the Xin family had saved his life, and Zhu Qing couldn't bear to watch the Xin family be destroyed like this, and Zhu Qing didn't believe that in front of everyone, this master Weng had the courage to attack him.

Master Weng's cultivation is at most about three in the blood-forming realm, at such an age, such a cultivation, it can only be said that this Master Weng's talent in martial arts is not very good, if it weren't for his little spiritual talent, such a martial artist would not be able to make any waves at all.

"Master Weng, although you are a senior, if you fall too far behind, I'm afraid you won't be able to catch up. Zhu Qing smiled slightly.

"Stupid boy, it's just that I learned about some spirit patterns and made a big fuss here, portraying spirit patterns is not blindly seeking speed, like you are impetuous, I'm afraid you can't depict three spirit patterns!" Master Weng snorted.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Master Weng's face changed greatly, and Zhu Qing slapped him hard with his own actions!

Zhu Qing depicted five solid spirit patterns in a row, and none of them failed!

"How is it possible?" Master Weng's pupils shrank, his face was full of incredulity, even if he was replaced, it was impossible for him to carve five solid spirit patterns in such a short period of time.

"You're ......!" Master Weng took a deep breath, took out a spirit pattern knife, and began to carve on the black iron plate.

It was superfluous to say anything now, he had already felt the change in the gaze of the martial artists around him, if he didn't do it again, these people would be suspicious of him, and he could only defeat the kid in front of him on the spirit pattern now.

A teenage doll, even if he has been cultivating spirit patterns since he was in his mother's womb, it has only been more than ten years, how can he be compared with him, a veteran who has been immersed in spirit patterns for decades.

"Luck, five times in a row is just luck. Master Weng thought in his heart that he had also had this kind of good luck.

"Poof!" Finally, Master Weng heard the voice that should have appeared.

For the Spirit Tattoo Master, this sound was bad news, but at this moment, it was as pleasant as heaven for Master Weng.

"Failed!" the warrior on the side couldn't help but exclaim.

But Zhu Qing's face did not change, and with a stroke of the spirit pattern pen, he depicted a solid spirit pattern.

Master Weng's speed of carving the spirit pattern was not slow, although he failed a little more, but he quickly caught up with Zhu Qing and surpassed Zhu Qing.

With a cup of tea, Master Weng had already carved fifty-five solid spiritual patterns, while Zhu Qing only had forty-nine.

At first glance, it seems that Master Weng is leading, but Master Weng knows very well that the next portrayal of spirit patterns is not so simple, the more spirit patterns are superimposed, the more spirit pattern nodes need to be considered, and the higher the requirements for soul power.

Master Weng's limit is one hundred solid spirit patterns, but this is the limit, under normal circumstances, he will stop when he depicts fifty solid spirit patterns, and fifty-five spirit patterns are already beyond the normal level.

Master Weng also felt that fifty-five solid spirit patterns were enough to defeat Zhu Qing, don't look at Zhu Qing had already carved forty-nine solid spirit patterns, only six were missing, but it was the gap between heaven and earth between these six solid spirit patterns.

"Boy, you admit defeat, you ......" Master Weng's face froze, and he immediately stopped talking, and continued to carve the spirit pattern with the spirit pattern carving knife.

Zhu Qing was still carving spirit patterns, and he had surpassed Master Weng in terms of numbers, and his speed had not slowed down in the slightest.

An hour had passed, Master Weng's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and he had already carved ninety strong spirit patterns, which was almost his limit, and he felt that his soul power was a little unbearable.

Zhu Qing depicted eighty-nine spirit patterns, and Zhu Qing has always maintained this rhythm, lagging behind Master Weng.

Master Weng held on strongly, and once again carved a solid spirit pattern, the spirit pattern node was out of order, and he had to modify the spirit pattern node again.

"Poof!" Master Weng spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his soul was wounded.

Zhu Qing smiled slightly: "It seems that he has also reached the limit!"

Master Weng's soul power was not enough for him to stack a hundred solid spirit patterns in a short period of time, and the result of forcibly doing so could only cause his soul to be traumatized.

However, almost at this moment, the rhino horn pen under Zhu Qing carved another solid spirit pattern, ninety-nine solid spirit patterns, surpassing Master Weng's nine spirit patterns.

There wasn't even a drop of sweat on Zhu Qing's forehead, as if there was no burden on him to depict these ninety-nine spirit patterns.

The headhunter was also extremely shocked to see this scene, Zhu Qing's performance had far exceeded his expectations.

Originally, he planned that as long as Zhu Qing was a spirit pattern master, he would do his best to protect Zhu Qing, after all, the Headhunter Islands needed a spirit pattern master too much, and Master Weng's dominance in the Headhunting Islands was about to threaten his status as the owner of the island.

If it is a few years later, Master Weng's influence on this headhunting archipelago may surpass that of him, the island owner, and at that time, as long as he ascends to the heights, the headhunting archipelago will probably change hands.

But Zhu Qing's performance shocked everyone, he actually defeated Master Weng, and forced Master Weng to spit blood.

He was only a teenager, and a teenage spirit pattern master could actually beat Master Weng, a spirit pattern master who had been in the past hundred years!

"You've lost!" Zhu Qing looked at Master Weng lightly.

"You're cheating, you're cheating!" Master Weng roared.

The warriors who had been following Master Weng even protected Master Weng in the center, and several warriors rushed towards Zhu Qing together.

"I think which of you dare?" Xin vigorously roared, and the strength of the Eight Martial Artists of the Blood Formation Realm was all released at this moment, and it turned out to be one enemy and three!

"Master Weng, you've gone too far. The headhunter island owner frowned, and wanted to kill in front of him, but this master Weng inevitably didn't take him as the island owner too seriously.

"You white-eyed wolf, if I hadn't helped you stabilize this island back then, how could he have become the owner of the island, and now you don't want to reciprocate, you want to attack me!" Master Weng roared angrily.

Master Weng didn't mention his father, but when he mentioned his father, the head hunter of the island, he was furious: "If it wasn't for my father to take you in, you would have been buried in the belly of the fish, but in the years since my father's death, if you look at what you have done, almost all the warriors of the headhunting islands will be squeezed dry by you." ”

"It's a fair deal, I'm not wrong!" Master Weng said coldly.

"Including killing some of the past Spirit Pattern Masters?" the Headhunter snorted.

"Boom!" This sentence set off a monstrous wave in the hearts of the warriors of the Headhunter Islands, and they all looked at Master Weng in disbelief!

"You talk nonsense, I didn't do that. A trace of panic flashed on Master Weng's face, he had done all these things extremely secretly, and no one knew about them except himself.

The headhunter sighed slightly: "Originally, I didn't want to say it, you are my elder, and you even hugged me when I was a child, but what you have done over the years is too much." ”

"Slander, it's all slander, boy, you want to bring me down, you're still a little tender!" Master Weng roared.

"Do you think you're still the only Spirit Tattoo Master, besides those henchmen of yours, who else is willing to work with you now?" the headhunter smiled coldly.