"Gongshu clan? Lu clan?"

Hearing the names of these two clans, the young man in white clothes murmured, but he didn't seem to have any scruples about the names of these two clans.

"If the reception is not good, it is indeed our clan's fault. Today is the day of competition for the younger generation of our clan, and it is also a grand gathering of our Black Ink clan. I hope you can understand."

Speaking of this, the face of the young man in white suddenly turned cold, and his voice also became colder: "But, as a member of the Black Ink Clan, it's not your turn to discipline me, right?"

"We don't want to cause trouble, but if someone comes to bully us, it's not my fault." In response, Qin Yichen just shrugged, looking helpless.

"Haha, what a loud tone."

The eyes of the young man in white became slightly gloomy. From Qin Yichen's tone, he didn't notice the respect of the foreign tribes for the Mo tribe at all!

"Aren't you looking for someone? How about you compete with me and I'll take you there?"

After a pause, the silver young man narrowed his eyes slightly and said.

"What's the competition?"

Lu Xiaoguan frowned and asked.

"Since you are both the survivors of the class, you should naturally compete with the craftsmen according to the rules of the class." The young man in white said with a smile, looking extremely proud.

After hearing this, the expressions of Lu Xiaoguan and Gongshu Zhiyi changed.

If this guy talks about a test of spiritual power, then they don't care at all. After all, Qin Yichen's spiritual power is there. Although this young man has broken through to the prefecture level, they have enough confidence in Qin Yichen.

However, if we compare the craftsmanship...

In their impression, Qin Yichen has never done anything since he came out of the Gongshu clan. How can he compare with the people of the Mo clan who grew up in such a fiercely competitive environment!

"Just as you said."

However, before they could refuse, Qin Yichen's voice had already sounded.

"Okay, I have the guts!"

Hearing Qin Yichen accepted the appointment, a look of surprise flashed across the face of the young man in white.

"Pah! Pah!"

As the young man clapped his hands, many people from the dark crowd came over carrying two huge pieces of wood. At the same time, the dark crowd also looked this way.

"Huh? Is Mo Xun going to compete with them on craftsmanship?"

"Tch, I don't know which kid from the surviving clan is a kid who doesn't understand the rules. It's true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. Although Mo Xun is not the number one among the younger generation of our clan, his strength can definitely be ranked among the top five.

Got it!"

"I don't know what it means!"

One after another, noisy sounds also continued to sound from the sea of ​​​​people, and the many people from the Black Ink Clan looked at Qin Yichen and the others with joking eyes.

"Centennial Qui-Gon Wood?"

When the people carrying the giant trees approached, Lu Xiaoguan's eyes narrowed and he exclaimed.

Centennial Kuigang wood is one of the best choices for craftsmen when carving!

Among the Lu people, there is a place dedicated to planting Kui-Gang trees. However, because the growth requirements of Kui-Gang trees are too demanding and the growth is extremely slow, the quantity produced by their clan is very small.

Only some old guys and leaders of the younger generation are qualified to use these things.

But in the Black Ink Clan, such rare materials were used in just a competition that they thought was a farce. This shows that the Black Ink Clan's wealth is far greater than the two of them!

As for Lu Xiaoguan's reaction, Mo Xun seemed to have half expected it. His eyes were full of disdain as if he were looking at a few country bumpkins.

In the center of the dark crowd, there is a high platform.

On the high platform, five old men in black robes stood tall and tall. Their eyes were all profound. They just stood there quietly, and a vague wave was constantly rippling from their bodies.

These five old men are all elders of the Black Ink Clan!

As for what happened there, they also learned about it through reports from their tribesmen.

However, they had no intention of stopping it.

In their opinion, Mo Xun's approach was very in line with their appetite. If they were not worried about being branded as a bully to young people, they might have taken the initiative themselves.

It is rare to meet someone who dares to run wild in the Black Ink Clan for thousands of years!

"despair!"

Soon, two pieces of century-old Kui Gang wood, which was about ten feet long and more than one meter wide, were placed on the left and right sides of the two people.

"Boy, you have one last chance. If you kowtow to me now and admit your mistake, I can forgive you for your previous rudeness!"

The corner of Mo Xun's mouth curled up into a sinister smile, and he smiled at Qin Yichen.

In this attitude, there is no etiquette for treating them as fellow survivors of the class, but only self-centered pride!

"I hope that your skills as a craftsman can be as powerful as your ability to speak."

Qin Yichen glanced at him and made the latter swallow the rest of his sarcastic words with one sentence.

"well!"

As the most dazzling genius among the younger generation of the Black Ink Clan, how has he ever been so ridiculed? What's more, this guy is just a foreigner.

Mo Xun was so angry that his whole body trembled, and he tapped Qin Yichen with his finger angrily, with a gloomy look in his eyes.

It was as if he was already thinking about what to do with this guy once he knew what was going on.

After all, they are members of the same clan, so it is difficult to show their dignity and kill them, but if they are let go too easily, it will be difficult to vent their hatred.

"Is that guy looking for death?"

"Doesn't he know that Mo Xun's spiritual power has reached the Earth level? He is a guy with a broken spirit. How can he compare with Mo Xun?"

"It's really ridiculous that you dare to compare with Mo Xun. He is a person who has entered the state of unity between man and god several times!"

"Haha, I guess they don't even know what it means to unite humans and gods, right?"

Amid the joking gazes, the voice of ridicule resounded loudly without any suppression.

"snort!"

After that, Mo Xun stopped talking to Qin Yichen, because he found that the latter's sharp tongue was not on the same level as his. Instead of being disgraced, it was better to end this farce quickly and humiliate him properly.

Give them a try!

"Swish!"

A bit of cold light flickered in Mo Xun's hand, and then, his palm quickly danced on the century-old Kui Gang wood, and traces of sawdust fell down quickly.

"As expected of Mo Xun, it seems that he still had some reservations in the competition just now!"

"Hiss... Judging from Mo Xun's appearance, he seems to be trying to carve a puppet beast!"

Following Mo Xun's movements, the crowd became quiet after two noises. Every Mo clan member stared intently at the movements of Mo Xun's hands, for fear of disturbing the latter or missing him.
Chapter completed!