Yang Zhen woke up!

Everyone was surprised to see Yang Zhen open his eyes. Even Su everyone subconsciously held Tian Rou's hand, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Impossible. It's been less than a quarter of an hour and Yang Zhen has woken up. Has he given up on comprehending Yuntai?"

"Give up?" Tian Rou's face turned pale and she shook her head: "No, Brother Yang Zhen is not someone who gives up so easily."

Seeing the determination in Tian Rou's eyes, Su Dajie was stunned and turned to look at her in surprise.

Gan Bailin laughed loudly and slammed his hands on the chopping board with a bang. Suddenly, a torrent of genius energy inscriptions burst out and condensed in the air. The picture of the tiger roaring in the mountains became even more violent, and the energy waves rolled and surged as it rushed towards Yang Zhen.

"It's too late to resist now!" Gan Bailin sneered and stared at Yang Zhen's eyes: "Not to mention that you are only at the Lianxu stage. Even if you use your true essence to resist the talent inscription, you can't withstand it. Even if you can resist it, you will lose!"

Gan Bailin shouted loudly, "In this talent contest, if you use anything other than the talent inscription, you lose!"

Hearing this, everyone was shocked! Gan Bailin had already finished painting, but Yang Zhen didn't even take the pen. At this time, anyone could only use his true energy to bear it, and there was no time to paint! And just as Gan Bailin said, once Yang Zhen used his true energy, Yang Zhen would have lost the competition! Everyone looked at Yang Zhen in doubt. Su Dajia and Tian Rou clenched their hands more and more tightly. Although the two didn't care much about the competition between Yang Zhen and Gan Bailin, at this time, the competition between the two had obviously reached the most critical moment! No one was optimistic about Yang Zhen!

In this situation, Yang Zhen is almost certain to lose!

However, at this moment, Yang Zhen suddenly stood up, his clothes fluttering and his momentum overwhelming.

Seeing Yang Zhen’s burst of momentum, everyone exclaimed and was shocked.

"Who said..." Yang Zhen smiled slightly, looking at the tiger roaring in the sky. The terrifying tiger was vivid and ferocious, and then he said, "Who said that we must use true energy to fight?"

"What?" Gan Bailin was shocked and his expression became gloomy.

The next moment, Gan Bailin's face changed drastically, and he screamed, "No, this is impossible!"

Yang Zhen laughed and waved his hand casually. A torrent of dark golden inscriptions burst out. In the blink of an eye, they became overwhelming. The dark golden inscriptions that covered the sky and the sun just paused in mid-air and suddenly gathered in the air in front of Yang Zhen.

A figure dressed as a warrior gradually emerged, vivid and lifelike, just like a real person, except that he was a little taller.

"Dark gold inscription of talent!" Su Da exclaimed, rarely losing his composure, his expression showing surprise and disbelief.

"What!" Everyone was shocked and subconsciously took two steps back.

"It has condensed into... a person?"

"Impossible, how could the talent inscription condense into a primate human? This... this must not be a talent inscription!"

Tianrou's eyes suddenly burst into a ball of ecstasy, and she took Su Dajie's hand and said, "Star Talent, this is Star Talent, right, sister?"

Mr. Su looked bewildered, nodded subconsciously, and muttered to himself, "Star talent, it only took less than a quarter of an hour for Yang Zhen to comprehend the Yuntai, communicate with the heaven and earth and the stars, and master the star talent. This... what kind of talent and fortune is this?"

Amidst everyone's looks of doubt and confusion, the shirtless figure with the inscription in the air suddenly widened his eyes, shouted loudly, and swung his right hand. A long stick suddenly condensed and rushed towards the white-browed tiger that pounced from the air.

When the white-browed tiger saw the middle-aged man formed by the inscription of talent, it actually showed a look of horror and turned around to run away!

"No!" Gan Bailin staggered back, looking at the middle-aged man who was condensed by the dark golden talent inscription in mid-air with an unbelievable look on his face. He roared wildly with a ferocious look on his face: "Impossible, how can someone paint out of thin air, you...what kind of method are you using?"

Yang Zhen glanced at the middle-aged man in mid-air, a look of nostalgia appeared on his face, and he murmured to himself: "Go, Wu Erlang!"

Roar! With a roar, Wu Erlang leaped up, rode on the tiger and punched it wildly. His movements were fierce and cool, very cool! Yang Zhen laughed and said, "So that's it, so that's it, this is the real talent inscription, the stars and the sky, connecting the world!"

As he spoke, Yang Zhen glanced at Gan Bailin with a half-smile on his face. With a wave of his hand, a big man with a black face, frizzy hair and a black beard suddenly appeared in the air. His eyes were wide open and he roared, which was deafening. He also leaped up and rushed towards the white-browed tiger in the air.

Yang Zhen raised his eyebrows and said to Gan Bailin, "Damn it, my brother Kui is here. This one is even more powerful. He took on a whole nest of tigers by himself. Come on, draw a few more, otherwise there won't be enough to fight!"

Boom! Two more punches landed on the white-browed tiger, which immediately howled and dispersed in mid-air.

Yang Zhen was stunned, turned to look at Gan Bailin, and said anxiously: "Oh my god, I'm sorry, the two brothers were too fierce, and I accidentally killed you. Otherwise... just draw two more, just two will do!"

The people around were dumbfounded, and after hearing Yang Zhen's words, the corners of their mouths twitched.

Damn it, can you be a bit more shameless? Gan Bailin finally drew a white-browed tiger with hanging eyes, and he was exhausted. But you two big guys beat it to death, but you are still not satisfied and want Gan Bailin to draw two more?

Poof! Gan Bailin spat out a mouthful of old blood. Some of it was caused by the destruction of the talent inscription, and most of it was caused by Yang Zhen's mean look.

"Yang Zhen, don't go too far!"

Yang Zhen curled his lips, looking bored, turned around and walked towards the platform, saying in a bored tone: "Damn, weren't you very excited just now? I thought you were ready to be ravaged, but you turned out to be so weak!"

So... so weak?

Gan Bailin's whole body trembled violently, his face turned red, his expression became ferocious, and he roared like a madman. Suddenly, a ball of terrifying true energy burst out of his body, and he rushed towards Yang Zhen while roaring.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"Young Master Yang, be careful!" Su Dajie exclaimed and hurriedly reminded Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen blinked at Su Dajia, without turning his head, and waved his hand casually. The two big men who were standing there in a daze suddenly had a gleam of light in their eyes and rushed towards Gan Bailin.

"No, you...what are you going to do...ah!"

A series of inhumane screams were heard, and two big men swung their fists as big as sandbags and hammered Gan Bailin like a violent storm!

After a moment, Gan Bailin lay on the ground like a dead dog, wailing continuously, unable to even raise his head to glare at Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen waved his hand at Gan Bailin and said, "Brother, next time you show off, look at the right person. It's been so long, but you still haven't figured out that I don't take you seriously at all, but you just keep yelling at me. Aren't you tired?"

Poof! Gan Bailin spat out another mouthful of blood, tilted his head with a dull look, his eyes unfocused, and muttered to himself: "Impossible, impossible, I am the man of destiny, hahahaha, I, Gan Bailin, am Gan Bailin!"

"Oh no, Master Gan has gone crazy!"

"No, I'm not crazy. I, Gan Bailin, am the son of destiny. How could I be crazy? You...you unruly people, do you really want this emperor to go crazy?"

Everyone shook their heads, looking regretful, but no one showed any sympathy.

Mrs. Su came to Yang Zhen, lowered her head shyly, then looked up at Yang Zhen and asked, "Mr. Yang, can you come over to my house and talk?"

What? Hearing this, everyone was shocked, especially those hot-blooded male monks, who all cast their eyes on Yang Zhen. If looks could kill, Yang Zhen would have died hundreds of times by now!

Give up?

Mrs. Su actually invited Yang Zhen to her house alone?

It’s three o’clock now. I have a lot to do. Today, when I went out, my phone ran out of battery and I almost couldn’t get home.

Nanfeng was panicking because he had no money and couldn't swipe his phone to get on the bus. Fortunately, he was very rational and swiped his phone immediately after turning it on.

The code was scanned successfully, and then the phone turned off again! 　　Ahhhh, I haven't been so panicked in a long time!

(End of this chapter)