Ma Jiamen: I was forced to fight for supremacy

When Mr. Meng heard someone asking him a question, he stopped and bowed politely to Ma Zhan.

Ma Zhan observed Mr. Meng, who looked about fourteen or fifteen years old. When he got closer, he was sure that she was a beauty.

The silver mask was very delicate, covering half of the face. The body had just begun to develop and had not yet reached a certain size.

Mr. Meng's overall state gives people a very peaceful feeling.

In her previous life, with her condition and temperament, she would have been a 100% campus goddess.

Ma Zhan walked up to Mr. Meng and whispered something.

"Mr. Meng, can I have a moment to talk?"

Ms. Meng did not respond to Ma Zhan, but turned to look at Song Baotou. It can be seen that she trusted Song Baotou more.

Song Baotou smiled and comforted Mr. Meng, "Although Master Xiaohu likes to play tricks sometimes, he has a kind heart and will not do anything bad."

When Ma Zhan heard Song Baotou's evaluation of him, he smiled in his heart.

"I am kind? I am just used to the constraints of laws and morals."

Ms. Meng nodded. Seeing that Ma Zhan was only about ten years old, and with the guarantee from Headmaster Song, she agreed.

Ma Zhan's thoughts were very simple at the moment. Yesterday, when Miao Yi was explaining to him about the practitioners in this world, she mentioned the formation master.

Ma Zhanzhan’s understanding is that he is a scientist that everyone is scrambling to get as a supporting thief in the early stage and has very high damage in the later stage.

He just wanted to confirm his guess and try out the abilities of the array master.

There is a great demand for array masters in this world, but the art of array requires extremely high talent, so array masters are extremely scarce.

Any object in this world can be endowed with array patterns. A high-level array master can engrave array patterns on an entire city.

It is no problem for a low-level array master to engrave array patterns on weapons and armor cloth. The only difference is the ability of the array patterns to form a formation.

In actual combat, the conventional method of the formation master is to stimulate the potential of the practitioners and improve their combat effectiveness.

A talented and skilled array master can instantly set up trapping arrays, maze arrays, killing arrays, defensive arrays and other arrays that are difficult for the enemy to deal with.

A high-level formation master can throw the enemy into the formation with just a thought, without even having a chance to get close.

However, in addition to the extremely high entry threshold and extremely low success rate of formation masters, their early combat effectiveness is also particularly low.

Therefore, few people would choose the awkward path of cultivation of a formation master, which has caused the already scarce group of formation masters to form a vicious cycle of becoming increasingly smaller.

This world obviously lacks technology and can only rely on plug-ins.

Just like the merchant ships built in the shipyard, although they don’t have engines, they can use formations to replace the engines.

This kind of array pattern that replaces the engine has very high requirements on the talent and skills of the array artist.

This is also the reason why a teenage girl is respected as "Sir".

Ma Zhan asked after the two of them had put some distance between themselves and the shipyard workers.

"Mr. Meng, what rank of formation master are you?"

"It should be the seventh grade, what's wrong?" Mr. Meng asked back.

Ma Zhan asked with a smile, "Um~...

Can you draw a formation pattern for me to enhance my power? I want to feel it. As a reward, I will treat you to dinner at Hongyue Tower. "

Mr. Meng looked at Ma Zhan's fierce and cautious look and laughed out loud, "Puchi~" at this curious little brother.

Seeing Mr. Meng smile, Ma Zhan felt inexplicably at peace.

"Is this the charm of beauty? ... Yuehua is even more beautiful. Why don't I feel this way when I see her smile..."

"I can draw the simplest array pattern to stimulate your potential.

But the backlash afterwards will make you a little weak, so I won't be able to use higher-level blessing arrays."

"It's okay, it's okay, the simplest one is enough." Ma Zhan said happily.

"Okay~"

Then Mr. Meng put his hands on Ma Zhan's back, as if drawing a talisman, and patted Ma Zhan's back, as if injecting the talisman into Ma Zhan's body.

As the array pattern entered his body, Ma Zhan felt his whole body begin to heat up. At the same time, there seemed to be a faint movement of energy in his dantian.

"I feel so full of strength that I can kill a cow with one punch."

Ma Zhan felt like he was being assisted and his attack was increased. Even with only a pair of straw sandals, he dared to fight against an opponent with six pieces of equipment.

'The energy in Dantian should be true energy, right? Could it be that I have reached the seventh level?

Ma Zhan tried to guide the true energy to his fist, but the energy ignored him.

After a few seconds, it dissipated in the body.

"Oh, that's really disrespectful."

The energy in the dantian dissipated, and the power of Mr. Meng's talisman formation ended here.

But Ma Zhan felt something was wrong. His body was getting hotter and hotter, and his strength was growing stronger and stronger.

He wanted to vent, he wanted to destroy, violently destroy, and this desire was slowly getting out of his control.

When Mr. Meng saw Chu Mazhan's unusual behavior, her expression changed instantly. "Could it be that my talisman array harmed him?"

"Little brother, how are you?"

Hearing Mr. Meng's voice, Ma Zhan's mind became clear and reason prevailed again.

But Ma Zhan could clearly feel that this was only temporary. He was afraid of hurting Mr. Meng, so he said anxiously.

"Go, go, stay away from me~."

"What's going on? How could this happen?"

Mr. Meng did not listen to Ma Zhan and left.

Instead, he stood aside, talking to himself anxiously.

Finally, Ma Zhan couldn't bear it anymore. With the last bit of his sanity, he jumped away.

He jumped more than ten meters.

“Ah~…”

Ma Zhan roared to the sky, and a powerful momentum burst out instantly.

Ma Zhan's joints crackled, his blood flowed more than ten times faster, and his muscles swelled instantly.

The spreading momentum made Mr. Meng's long hair flutter.

"Ah~... I can't stand it anymore, I want to beat ten of them..."

——Marda, who had just woken up, was getting some water to wash his face. He drank a little too much last night and his head was still dizzy.

A long howl was heard outside the town. Ma Da looked in the direction of the sound and frowned in disgust.

"Who's yelling so loudly in the morning...

No~, this momentum...'

Ma Da rose directly from the ground and flew towards Ma Zhan.

Just a breath later, he arrived almost at the same time as Ma Er.

Hearing Ma Zhan's bold statement of "beating ten", the two of them shouted at the same time.

"Oops~"

Martha shouted anxiously,

"Huzi~, wake up a little."

Ma Zhan seemed not to hear Ma Da's voice. His eyes were bloodshot, as if he was about to mutate into a beast.

Ma Er looked at Ma Da nervously.

"Brother~, what should I do?"

Ms. Meng was even more nervous and scared at this moment. She tried to shout

"Tiger~..."

Ma Zhan felt like an ancient beast, ready to destroy the world.

In his extremely confused state, he heard a voice saying "Hu Zi".

The word "Hu Zi" made Ma Zhan's brain regain clarity for a short time.

"Mr. Dream~"