City: Signing in starts with getting mind reading skills

Chapter 384 Stealing Concepts

After a while, the bald young man stopped.

A bright red and complicated talisman pattern appeared on the paper.

It is the first-order high-grade Qingfeng Talisman.

"Is the painting finished now?"

The disciples looked at it and couldn't help but feel confused.

This is a first-class high-quality talisman, and the bald young man didn't draw it very fast, so why does it feel like it didn't take long to complete?

Han Changfeng glanced at the timer on his phone and his expression suddenly froze.

"for how long?"

All the disciples asked one after another.

"One minute and eight seconds..."

Han Changfeng murmured.

The bald young man smiled enigmatically.

All the disciples looked at each other in disbelief.

They thought it was impossible for the bald young man to finish drawing the talisman in one minute and 30 seconds.

Unexpectedly, they were 22 seconds faster.

"Although you have finished drawing, it does not mean that there are no mistakes. It may be a useless symbol."

Suddenly, Zhou Xiaoxuan questioned.

Everyone's expressions changed.

The bald young man smiled disdainfully and popped out his fingers.

The bright red talismans flew into the air, tore apart in the wind, and turned into soft breezes that enveloped everyone in an instant.

Everyone immediately felt as light as a swallow, as if they were about to fly.

Zhou Xiaoxuan's face froze.

Even the effect has appeared, does it still need to be asked whether the talisman is successful?

For a moment, all the disciples were silent.

They knew that the bald young man had been practicing talismans for many years and his skills were quite high, but they did not expect that his skills were as high as this.

What a genius.

"Hahahahaha..."

Seeing the expressions on the faces of the disciples, the bald young man felt so happy that he looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Are you satisfied?"

He shouted with an air of no one else.

All the disciples were silent.

It is impossible for them to bow to the bald young man.

Because this guy is not only the disciple of the teacher's enemy, but also very annoying, and the competition is also meant to tease them.

But there was really no dissatisfaction in my heart.

After all, there are too many differences between him and the bald young man, so there is no way he can compare.

There is a despairing feeling of powerlessness.

"Senior brother, what is the level of my disciple? Could you please give me some advice?"

The old Taoist Xuanzhen was extremely proud and asked with a smile.

Temple Master Xuanming had a complicated look on his face and glanced at the bald young man regretfully:

"The talent is very high, not inferior to what you were back then."

"It's a pity that I want you to be my master...it's really a hidden secret!"

Xuanzhen chuckled: "You are just jealous of me."

"Look at your students. Although there are many students, the quality is far behind."

"Which one of us can carry forward our sect? It's obvious at a glance."

"Tell me, was it wrong for Master to choose you back then?"

Master Xuanming remained silent.

Suddenly, a voice sounded:

"If the character is not good, no matter how talented you are, it will only become a disaster."

"Don't say that we can't carry forward the Master of Light, and it will bring serious disasters."

"Your master expelled you from the school back then and chose Master Xuanming as his successor. It couldn't have been more correct."

Everyone turned around and saw that it was Zhou Xiaoyu.

"Brother Xiaoyu, well said!"

All the disciples praised him one after another.

Temple Master Xuanming cast a grateful look.

Xuanzhen's face darkened and he said nothing.

As a warrior in the Kai Pulse Realm and a Fu Lu Master, he naturally disdains talking to Zhou Xiaoyu, a junior, in public.

"Who do you think you are! You've lost completely and been slapped in the face by me, and you still dare to say such nonsense?"

The bald young man shouted: "If you dare to disrespect my master again, I will not be polite to you!"

Zhou Xiaoyu has always been with the disciples. Although he has not taken any action, the bald young man naturally regards him as one of the disciples.

Zhou Xiaoyu sneered: "Losing? How ridiculous!"

"You are just relying on your long training time and some attainments in talismans to bully the younger disciples."

"It's like a strong high school student rushing into the kindergarten and beating up the children, and then triumphantly announced that I won."

"Do you want face?"

The bald young man sarcastically said: "I knew you would definitely say that if you lost!"

"I have been practicing longer than you."

"But when I drew the talisman just now, it took me less time than the disciples you sent to compete."

"My practice time is several times longer, and the test time is several times shorter. It's completely fair and reasonable."

"What's more, what I drew is a first-level high-grade talisman. It originally took a long time. Speaking of which, I am still at a disadvantage."

"When you use this to make excuses, you are just using strong words to make excuses and deliberately cheating."

Zhou Xiaoyu said: "This is where you secretly change the concept."

"The level of talisman skills is not simply related to the multiple of practice time."

“It’s about the content and depth of practice.”

"Otherwise if two people practice for the same amount of time, wouldn't there be any distinction between them?"

"You have practiced with Xuanzhen for ten years and have obtained the true transmission."

"As for the disciples who follow Master Xuanming, they are only practicing the basic stage of drawing talismans."

"The two are not at the same level at all. The gap is so different that you can make up for it by shortening the time for drawing the talisman by a multiple of the training time?"

"Is it fair and reasonable?"

"It's fair and reasonable!"

The bald young man's face changed, showing surprise, but he said nothing.

The short-haired woman glanced at Zhou Xiaoyu in surprise.

Temple Master Xuanming nodded slightly.

The old Taoist Xuan Zhen had no expression on his face.

All the disciples suddenly realized.

"I see, if it weren't for Brother Xiaoyu, we would have been deceived by you!"

"You bald man is so insidious!"

……

"Shut the fuck up!"

The bald young man said angrily: "If you don't accept it, then compete again!"

"You set the conditions, as long as you think they are fair, and then don't be too lazy."

"If I didn't push you to the ground and rub you, I wouldn't be Zhang Yan!"

All the disciples were speechless.

Although Zhou Xiaoyu exposed the unreasonableness of the competition, they also knew that there was a huge difference between their talisman skills and that of the bald young man Zhang Yan, and they could not win no matter how they competed.

Zhang Yan pointed at Zhou Xiaoyu again and said angrily:

"Boy, aren't you eloquent and show off your understanding? It seems that your talisman skills are pretty good. Come on, let's compete. Who dares and who is the grandson!"

He won the competition and pretended to be successful. Just when he was feeling proud and happy, Zhou Xiaoyu exposed the truth and made him feel disgraced. He was so angry!

Zhou Xiaoyu chuckled and took out a talisman: "I won't bully you. As long as you recognize what talisman this is, I will admit defeat."

This scene is exactly the same as when Zhang Yan used innovative talismans to make things difficult for his disciples.

"Haha, you are so ridiculous for doing this with me..."

Zhang Yan was extremely angry and laughed.

He thought Zhou Xiaoyu was like the other disciples, so he used an unfamiliar talisman to question him.

"Brother Xiaoyu, this won't work, I can't stop him."

All the disciples shook their heads.

They also thought that Zhou Xiaoyu was holding an unusual talisman.

Zhou Xiaoyu smiled: "It's okay, he can't recognize it."

This one of his is also an innovative talisman, and he put a lot of thought into it. It would be damned if Zhang Yan could recognize it.

Zhang Yan sneered, glanced at the talisman, and said loudly: "You are a top-grade first-class..."

At this point, he suddenly stopped.

Immediately, the sneer on Zhang Yan's face disappeared, he frowned and looked at Fu Lu carefully.

The talisman Zhou Xiaoyu took out looked like a first-order high-quality fireball talisman at first glance.

So Zhang Yan only glanced at it and was ready to blurt it out without thinking.

After all, his talisman skills were pretty good, but he felt something was wrong, so he stopped talking.