Mi Heng frowned, vaguely seeming to understand what Ling Tian meant.
Everyone sitting in front of the podium seemed to be thinking, and they all fell into silence.
Ling Tian's expression remained calm as usual, and after a pause, he said again, "Ten breaths of time are enough for some martial arts masters to kill you ten times. So I say, it's not that the power of your battle mark is not enough.
It’s just that the technique you used is not good, and the speed of carving the divine patterns is too slow..."
By the time Ling Tian finished speaking, Mi Heng had already locked himself into the character Sichuan.
At this time, his face turned blue and white.
For a moment, he couldn't think of anything to say to refute Ling Tian, so he could only continue to remain silent.
"What this guy said seems to make sense..."
"Well, that's true! If it weren't for this, the battle pattern wouldn't have become an unpopular divine pattern."
"With Master Mi Heng's level, it takes so long to cast the divine battle patterns, so why should we learn the divine battle patterns? We should study the formation divine patterns."
Although Mi Heng remained silent, the quiet sermon hall still became unstoppably commotion.
What Ling Tian just said is easy to understand.
Although the people present are all divine pattern masters, they are also martial arts monks.
How could they not understand the truth behind Ling Tian's words?
At this moment, they suddenly felt something.
The battle pattern is completely useless!
But in fact, this is not the case.
It’s not that the battle patterns are useless, but there are too few divine pattern masters who can truly cultivate the battle patterns to the extreme and apply them in battle!
Many people are now unable to sit still.
But Mi Heng hadn't spoken yet, so they didn't dare to leave suddenly.
Because doing this will not give Mi Heng face, and he may be resented by Mi Heng.
"Ha ha……"
After a moment, Mi Heng suddenly laughed loudly, "That's nonsense! You said that I am too slow in carving divine patterns. I would like to know how fast you are? Is it possible that you also have research on combat divine patterns? A
You're just a third-level monk, can you carve divine patterns faster than me?"
Although he agreed with what Ling Tian said in his heart, Mi Heng was still very tough on his words.
How could he admit that his speed in carving divine patterns was slow?
Even if he was slower, he didn't think he could possibly be slower than Ling Tian!
"I really don't have much research on combat divine patterns."
Ling Tian shook his head in disappointment.
If it weren't for the fact that he didn't have much research on battle patterns.
How could he come to the seminary to attend lectures this time?
It's a pity that he didn't gain anything from this visit.
"But my speed of carving divine patterns should be a little faster than yours."
Before Mi Heng could respond, Ling Tian said something confidently.
When he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly closed.
The process of Mi Heng's carving of divine patterns was quickly recalled in his mind.
One after another, the traces of divine patterns appeared in his mind one after another, becoming increasingly clear.
"What are you doing?"
Mi Heng was stunned for a moment when he saw Ling Tian closing his eyes in front of him.
After he reacted, he immediately scolded Ling Tiandao.
At this scolding sound, Ling Tian suddenly opened his eyes.
At this moment, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, and he lost his previous calmness.
Everyone saw him turn over his hand, and he already had a divine pattern pen in his hand.
"Um?"
Ling Tian's action of taking out the divine pattern pen undoubtedly made Mi Heng realize something.
Everyone in the preaching academy also focused their attention on Ling Tian.
There is no doubt that Ling Tian wants to carve divine patterns!
Doubts inevitably arose in everyone's minds.
Could it be that Ling Tian really understands the battle patterns?
At this time, Ling Tian suddenly raised the divine pattern pen in his hand.
The bright light of divine patterns bloomed from the tip of the pen one after another, and the divine patterns of dragons and phoenixes flashed out one after another.
His movements are smooth and coherent, which is breathtaking.
"This is……"
Mi Heng was startled when he recognized the divine patterns carved by Ling Tian.
"Fifth level divine pattern! This guy is a fifth level divine pattern master..."
In the preaching courtyard, someone felt the power of the divine patterns carved by Ling Tian and subconsciously exclaimed.
At this moment, what Ling Tian was carving was the battle pattern that Mi Heng had just carved!
And these battle divine patterns are all fifth-level divine patterns.
This means that Ling Tian is a fifth-level divine pattern master!
laugh!
Ling Tian ignored everyone and suddenly made the last stroke.
In an instant, the space was torn apart, and a flying sword with divine patterns tore through the space and stabbed out, directly attacking Mi Heng.
"presumptuous!"
Seeing this, Mi Heng stepped back subconsciously, and the power of true energy in his body surged crazily.
When the divine pattern flying sword approached, he suddenly raised his arm and blasted forward with a palm.
boom!
The flying sword with divine patterns collapsed, and the power of the terrifying divine patterns gradually dissipated into nothingness.
Everyone looked in front of them in astonishment and held their breath.
The entire sermon fell into a brief silence, and you could hear a needle drop for a while!
Tick tock…
In such a lifeless environment, the sound of dripping water reached everyone's ears.
When everyone followed the sound, they saw that the long sleeve of Mi Heng's arm had been torn.
A penetrating sword mark spread from his right arm shoulder to his wrist.
On top, there was blood constantly spilling out.
Follow Mi Heng's five fingers and drip to the ground...
"This guy hurt Master Mi Heng..."
Among the astonished crowd, no one knew who whispered.
Mi Heng is a fifth-level tattoo cultivator in Wenyan Dojo, and he is also a fifth-level peak divine tattoo master.
Although his martial arts cultivation level is not high, like Ling Tian, he has a cultivation level at the fourth level of the True Yuan Realm.
The same battle pattern, the same divine pattern flying sword.
Mi Heng failed to hurt Ling Tian.
But Ling Tian hurt Mi Heng...
"When did you secretly learn my battle pattern?"
After a while, the stunned Mi Heng came to his senses and immediately cast a questioning look at Ling Tian.
The reason why he was injured by Ling Tian was not because of how powerful the fifth-level battle pattern drawn by Ling Tian was.
However, he underestimated Ling Tian's speed in carving divine patterns and failed to react in time without any precautions.
It was because he had made a hasty move that he was injured by the divine pattern flying sword.
"Three breaths, it's still too slow!"
Ling Tian didn't seem to hear Mi Heng's question at all, and just whispered to himself.
Mi Heng released the divine pattern flying sword and spent ten breaths to carve the battle pattern.
But Ling Tian used three breaths.
Although in terms of speed, he is much faster than Mi Heng.
But this still failed to satisfy him.
He believes that the real battle pattern should be carved in at least one breath.
Because only in this way can it truly be used in battle.
Mi Heng was hurt by Ling Tian and was extremely angry.
And Ling Tian ignored his previous question.
This made him even more furious.
"Boy, didn't you hear what I just asked you? When did you secretly learn my battle pattern?"
Mi Heng no longer cared about his demeanor and suddenly yelled at Ling Tian.