The young man from the Lu family showed contempt in his eyes, his fourth-level cultivation was clearly displayed, and he stared at Mo Tian with a high profile.
brush.
Without waiting for others to react, the young man from the Lu family changed his expression and struck out fiercely, attacking Mo Tian.
The martial arts blossomed completely and shrouded it directly.
"You little ant, how dare you pry into the family master's secret book." The young man from the Lu family snorted coldly, staring at Qian Dafu: "Qian Dafu, you are so brave. You have only been a master for a long time, and you dared to give her secret book to her privately.
Mo Tian's expression remained unchanged, and he turned sideways to avoid the attack. Lu Ming was not a fighting type, and his fighting ability was not strong. In general, he was heavily protected during battles.
He reached into his arms and took the two classics in his hands. He wanted to quietly return them to Qian Dafu, but he didn't expect that Lu Ming would feel it. It seemed that there was something familiar to Lu Ming in the books.
"Qian Dafu, what do you have to say?" Seeing Mo Tian take out the book "Introduction to the Blood Pattern Master", Lu Ming had long forgotten how Mo Tian avoided his attack, and just said viciously: "This book
It is rendered with special spices, so ordinary people can’t even detect it.”
"Mo Tian, you peeked into Master's classics and you want to gouge out your eyes and destroy your cultivation." Then, Lu Ming said to Qian Dafu: "You are only Master's registered disciple, but you dare to behave like this. I will take my place for Master."
Clean the door.”
Lu Ming's condescending air made Mo Tian burst into laughter. He glanced at Qian Dafu, who was about to get angry, and folded his arms to watch the show.
"Then how should I settle this matter?" Qian Dafu suppressed his anger.
"It's easy to handle." Lu Ming said: "Capture this Mo Tian and make everyone submit to me. This matter will be treated as if it never happened."
Lu Ming gave Qian Dafu a serious look and even ignored Mo Tianli, not taking Mo Tian into his eyes.
Qian Dafu glanced at Mo Tian, and Lu Ming sneered: "Look what he did? It's just a second-level warrior who can change the world." Lu Ming sneered: "Although you hide it very well, the blood-stained aura is hard to hide, you thought I noticed it
Less than.”
Such keen observation, Mo Tian couldn't help but marvel.
Mo Tian walked forward with steady steps. Lu Ming's expression changed. He realized that Mo Tian was pressing down hard like a big mountain.
Although he tried his best to stay calm, he still couldn't hide his timidity.
Qian Dafu felt bad and hurriedly said: "Lu Ming, you are just an ordinary disciple, how can you replace the master?"
"Besides, the master also said that you should not cherish your own books. You can give the classics to talented people to read to enhance human strength." Qian Dafu said coldly: "Don't forget, this is not a place where you have the final say. Some things are not
You deserve it."
Qian Dafu looked at Mo Tian worriedly, worried that Mo Tian would strike a thunder blow at the young man of the Lu family.
Although he didn't like the young man from the Lu family either, he was still an ordinary disciple of his master. He came with him to Qianfu Island for training. If he died, he wouldn't be able to account for it.
The face of the young man from the Lu family changed again and again. He had long been coveting the power owned by Qian Dafu, and the huge amount of resources he received every day made him even more jealous.
It was not easy to catch this handle, but Qian Dafu didn't care at all.
"Master said that his classics can be read by those with talent." Then, Lu Ming looked at Mo Tian with disdain: "Does he have that talent?"
Qian Dafu's face darkened, but he couldn't fight back. He didn't know if Mo Tian had such a talent.
Of course, in his heart, he felt that it was impossible for Mo Tian to have it. First of all, Mo Tian was not at level 3, so it would be difficult to sense the existence of blood patterns.
Secondly, using blood patterns requires talent, which is too rare.
People like Lu Ming were selected from tens of thousands of people.
Mo Tian looked at Lu Ming playfully: "Oh, what if I have this talent?"
Lu Ming's contempt was even more serious: "If you have this talent, I won't hold you accountable. However, if you don't have the talent, what should you do? Commit suicide on the spot?"
Mo Tian laughed dumbly, this bet was incredible.
Seeing Mo Tian's sarcastic laughter, Lu Ming also knew that this bet was a bit ridiculous. There was no way Mo Tian would agree to it. He said angrily: "What? Are you not satisfied with the bet? Humph, you are not overestimating your own capabilities."
Lu Ming took out a classic book titled "Junior Blood Pattern Master".
Seeing this book, Qian Dafu's breathing became rapid. Disciples named in this book could not get it.
"If you have this talent, I can lend you this book for reference." Lu Ming said coldly: "If you don't, what should I do?"
Mo Tian laughed dumbly: "If I didn't have the talent, I would surrender to you with my army."
Lu Ming's eyes were shining, and it was exactly what he wanted. Since he couldn't get Qian Dafu's power, it would be good to get the war legion. The combat power was extremely extraordinary.
Although he didn't know how Mo Tian came to possess the Zhan Legion, Lu Ming knew early on that the Zhan Legion was obedient to Mo Tian's orders.
"Establish the word as evidence."
The two parties signed a bet, and the bet was made in two copies, one for each person.
In this way, even if someone regrets it later, the bet can ruin the other party's reputation.
"You, hey." Qian Dafu had no time to stop him and could only shake his head helplessly.
The bet was made, and Mo Tian crossed his arms.
Lu Ming sneered, and when he moved his palm, he saw blood lines lingering on his fingers, outlined in the void, and a sword was outlined, hanging in the void, with astonishing power.
"I won't bully you, just tell me how many blood lines this sword is made of and how many nodes it has."
Seeing Lu Ming's relaxed and self-centered look, Mo Tian couldn't help but smile bitterly.
However, Lu Ming's technique is indeed superb, and the technique of carving blood patterns is extremely solid, which shows that he has worked very hard.
"This is the attack blood pattern." Mo Tian's words made Lu Ming frown: "The attack blood pattern is not limited to its shape. You use sixteen blood patterns to outline it, with a total of twenty-eight nodes."
There are three types of blood patterns: attack, defense, and auxiliary.
Any blood pattern is not limited to its shape, as long as it is outlined, it will have a certain effect.
Lu Ming's face changed: "Impossible, you must be cheating." He turned to glare at Qian Dafu: "It's you, you must be the one who reminded him."
Qian Dafu had a confused look on his face, and thousands of grass-mud horses were running away in his heart.
He wanted to cheat on Mo Tian, but he didn't notice it either. You openly questioned me like this, which made me feel so embarrassed.
How could a dignified apprentice of a blood pattern master be inferior to a self-taught layman who only practiced for a few days?
"I don't know how to help others cheat, you must be mentally retarded."
Hearing what Qian Dafu said, Lu Ming's face was as gloomy as water, and he hesitated in his heart. Could it be that Mo Tian saw it? It was impossible. How could a layman see his own tricks?
He must be confused.
Although he thought so in his heart, Lu Ming also paid attention to the book "Introduction to the Blood Pattern Master", which the master allowed to be passed on to others.
However, "Junior Blood Pattern Master" involves serious matters, and the consequences of spreading it outside without authorization are too serious.
No, you must not lose.
"Answering a question does not prove that you have talent." Lu Ming said coldly. He opened his backpack and took out a set of tools: "I don't believe you can still answer it correctly."