Zhao Mu is his most outstanding son, and he absolutely cannot accept his death like this.
Under the rage in his heart, he somewhat lost his mind, his eyes turned scarlet, his feet slammed to the ground, and with a roar, he rushed towards Lin Han.
There was a murderous look on his face.
Even if he breaks the rules, he will kill Lin Han to avenge his son.
Many people were surprised that if the head of the Zhao family took action against Lin Han, he would definitely be in danger.
Lin Han also cursed secretly, this bastard really has no grace at all.
"Hmph, head of the Zhao family, we are in a competition now, life and death are at stake, how can you take action!"
However, at this time, Mr. Zhen shouted coldly. He was hosting this competition and naturally he couldn't let people break the rules.
Buzz! At that moment, he waved his sleeves and a tyrannical aura erupted. The head of the Zhao family immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.
Hit the ground hard.
He gritted his teeth, feeling embarrassed.
It's impossible for him to succeed if he is old enough.
In the end, he only stood up in embarrassment, glared at Lin Han fiercely and returned to his seat.
He had already made up his mind that when he signed up for the first competition, even if he risked his life, Lin Han would have to pay with his blood.
"Okay, the game continues."
The old man looked indifferent and said.
"Haha, Brother Lin Han, your mental power is really strong. How about we two compete?"
At this time, Zhou Zhengjie couldn't help but smile and said to Lin Han.
"What's the competition?"
Lin Han was startled.
He could tell that Zhou Zhengjie had some evil intentions this time, and now he seemed to be harboring bad intentions.
"How about who of the two of us builds the formation base first?
If you win, I will bow to you. If you lose, please stay away from Yuetian in the future."
Zhou Zhengjie said coldly.
Yuetian was somewhat close to Lin Han.
As he and Yue Tian were about to become lovers, he could not allow such a threat to Yue Tian.
"Haha..." Lin Han smiled. This guy seemed to be preparing to step on him in front of Yue Tian to establish his reputation.
Since he was looking for abuse, he naturally had no intention of not fulfilling his purpose.
Said: "Okay, then let's discuss it."
"Haha, yes."
Zhou Zhengjie laughed, he said this just to deliberately squeeze Lin Han.
Doesn't he know that he is famous for his talent in constructing formation bases?
Among Lin Tianxing's many outstanding young formation masters, none can compare with him.
"Sister, why are the two of them fighting?"
In another direction, Yue Xiaoshuang and Yue Tian were building a formation base. They were far away and could not hear their conversation clearly, so they said doubtfully.
"I don't know either."
Yue Tian frowned. She knew that Zhou Zhengjie was competitive, and maybe he was hostile to Lin Han because Lin Han was walking with her.
Thinking of this, she felt a little unhappy. Zhou Zhengjie was too narrow-minded.
"Lin Han, today I will let you know what a true formation genius is."
Zhou Zhengjie smiled sarcastically, even if Lin Han had emperor-level spiritual power, his formation skills would not be that strong. Comparing him with him would be like throwing an egg against a stone.
Swish, swish, swish! He fully exerted his mental power and reached the emperor level. Moreover, he was still at the peak of the first level and was not far away from the second level.
The strong mental power condensed in the void, forming one engraving pen after another, frantically carving patterns on the rhinoceros skin.
The number of engraving pens is eight.
"Eight-stroke pen?"
Many people were shocked.
When building a formation base, the more engraved pens that can be condensed with mental power, the faster the formation base will be built.
A normal person can be considered a genius if he can condense five engraving pens. Zhou Zhengjie can condense eight engraving pens. This is a genius among geniuses.
Su Xiaoran and Liu Changfeng couldn't help but admire him.
Even they are slightly inferior in this regard.
Zhou Zhengjie indeed has extraordinary abilities in this regard.
"Haha, how about Lin Han, do you still need to compare?"
Zhou Zhengjie smiled and said cheerfully.
He felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart when he was able to suppress the successor of Beihuang Piaofeng in front of a large crowd.
The most important thing is to be able to show off your power in front of Yuetian.
"Is eight-stroke pen a lot?"
Lin Han smiled lightly.
"Huh, of course there are a lot of them. If you can gather six shots, it's already pretty good."
Zhou Zhengjie laughed.
"oh!"
Lin Han just said one word, and his mental power evolved, swish, swish, swish, swish on top of his head... and began to condense and write.
Without even a second, eight shots were condensed, then nine, ten, eleven... fourteen.
The smile on Zhou Zhengjie's face immediately froze, as if he had been slapped, and he was stunned.
"Wow, fourteen shots!"
"Oh my God, is this true?"
There was also an uproar all around.
Many people were shocked.
Eight strokes is already a genius among geniuses. What does Lin Han count as fourteen strokes?
He is simply a peerless monster.
Every one more stroke made the difference huge, but Lin Han had six more strokes, which was really scary.
Even Su Xiaoran and Liu Changfeng were a little shocked.
Is this guy a little too perverted... They are still far away from this step.
"This is a lie. It must be a lie. You are lying to us, right?"
Zhou Zhengjie roared and hissed.
Before, he looked down at Lin Han, but now that Lin Han was so much more powerful than him, he felt very embarrassed.
This was a huge blow to him.
Lin Han sneered and said: "There are so many eyes here looking at whether it is true or false. How can I still deceive everyone?"
Elder Zhen also exclaimed: "It is indeed true..." He was also shocked in his heart, Lin Han's qualifications are really shocking.
Zhou Zhengjie smiled bitterly, as if a knife had been stabbed in his heart.
Then he seemed to have thought of something and sneered: "But, I still have a chance."
"The most important thing in building a formation base is the mental power to master the engraving pen. If you can't master it, you still can't beat me."
The more engraving pens there are, the harder it is to master them. Originally, he wanted to wield these eight engraving pens like an arm, but it took him thousands of years to practice before he could achieve success.
Lin Han has fourteen strokes, and he can't control them at will.
When the time comes, there will only be one end: failure to build the formation base, and everything will be in a hurry.
Many people nodded, knowing the difficulty involved.
Therefore, he laughed heartily, feeling that Lin Han had harmed him by condensing so many engraving pens.
"Haha, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you again."
However, Lin Han smiled lightly. He had learned the Soul Transformation Technique, which is the supreme book among the spiritual mystical books. His control of mental power has reached a level that ordinary people cannot imagine.
It was just fourteen engraving pens, so it was no problem for him.
Swish, swish, swish... Next, Lin Han's fourteen pens immediately began to carve, like a group of demons dancing in an orderly and flowing manner.
