Wild beast war god

Across the way, Sikong Jing had cracked it once, so he was already familiar with the ninth star map.

But it still needs to be more familiar!

So as Cang Lin evolved, Sikong Jing's mind flashed through all the changes in military formations and military situations, and then flashed through his mind all the situations and insights of the military killing formations, and of course the formation of troops, etc...

After half an hour, Sikong Jing said in vain: "President Cang, have you killed the chessboard?"

When Cang Lin heard this, his eyes lit up.

He understood that the little friend Sikong in front of him wanted to use the chessboard to develop his views on the ninth star map.

Of course, he took out a chessboard without hesitation, which was an emperor-level existence.

The next moment, Sikong Jing quickly arranged the troops on the chessboard. It was the arrangement of the troops of both sides. Of course, it was based on the original ninth star map, and was changed by incorporating Sikong Jing's own opinions...

Cang Lin was opposite, staring at the increasingly complex chessboard.

His old eyes didn't change much at first, but gradually as Sikong Jing deployed more and more troops, his confused eyes became brighter and brighter. Finally, when Sikong Jing finished... Bang!

With a bang, he couldn't help but stand up, and the shock on his face broke out undisguisedly...

"call……"

At this time, Sikong Jing breathed out lightly, and there was already some sweat on his forehead.

It is not easy to arrange and change the situation of the battle between the enemy and ourselves. The power of Lingtai Consciousness Sea is almost exhausted.

But he was quite satisfied with the changes on the chessboard, so he raised his head and said, "President Cang, I've made a fool of myself. Take a look at the military layout after I modified it. Is it still worthy of your old man's discernment?"

Cang Lin didn't answer, still staring at everything on the chessboard in shock.

It was not until a full quarter of an hour later that he slowly pushed the imperial-grade low-level Wanfeng soldier-killing picture on the table in front of Sikong Jing, and then pushed the six spiritual-grade soldier-killing pictures that had been taken by the middle-aged manager. passed...

Finally, he placed a small badge on top of the seven killing pictures.

After finishing it, Cang Lin said in a hoarse voice: "Little friend Sikong, these things are all yours."

Sikong Jing's eyes lit up and he took these things without hesitation...

Since Cang Lin pushed the things over, it proved that he recognized his changed military and killing layout, and since he helped Cang Lin, of course Sikong Jing would no longer refuse gifts...

Because now these are the rewards he deserves.

However, just when Sikong Jing was about to get the badge, Cang Lin shouted in vain: "Wait a minute."

Sikong Jing's hand suddenly stopped on the top badge, and he looked at Cang Lin in confusion.

The latter suddenly took back the badge first, then shouted outside, and the middle-aged steward trotted in quickly...

Cang Lin threw the badge to the middle-aged steward, and then said: "Change it, give it to little friend Sikong for the upper-level spirit-level military formation master badge."

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged manager's eyes almost popped out...

The middle level spiritual level was already scary enough, but in the blink of an eye it was changed to the badge of the upper level spiritual level. It was simply too scary... When he turned around and went out, he thought about the dead eighteen generations of Brother Lu's ancestors. They were all scolded.

Damn it, it’s so hard to make friends with such a terrifying genius in combat.

Because of Brother Lu's existence, he, the person in charge, must have left a bad impression in his mind.

Sikong Jing was in a daze for a moment, then he laughed and said: "President Cang, I just fiddled with it randomly. Maybe this Soldier Killing Stars Chart also has elements of opportunism. Is the badge for the upper spiritual level a bit high? "

He doesn't care much about the level of the badge. It's useless to kill the enemy in battle.

It's just about improving status.

But only with strength can you gain status. He didn't know if his current achievements in the killing formation were worthy of reaching the upper spiritual level.

"Not high, not high at all."

Cang Lin replied extremely seriously: "Perhaps it is a bit high now, but I believe that in a month or two, when little friend Sikong has mastered these seven soldier-killing pictures, he will be completely worthy of the spiritual level. Step up."

In response, Sikong Jing turned his attention again to the seven pictures of soldiers and killings...

Then he said no more and accepted it happily.

Indeed, as long as he understands these seven pictures, he will definitely be able to go to the next level. Maybe he can break through to the fourth level of the Qianyuan Soldier Killing Picture. By then, it will be easy to advance to the spiritual level.

"Little friend Sikong, I am becoming more and more curious about your inheritance. You are really unreasonable."

"You are not limited to the basics of ordinary soldier killing formations, but you are familiar with the basic things, so that you can integrate into the ever-changing battle situation, making it difficult for people to find faults."

When Cang Lin said this, he sighed again and again...

The most important thing about the starry map evolved by Sikong Jing in front of him is the unconstrained change, which is something that he and many masters cannot think of.

It seems chaotic, but it is like Sikong Jing's breakthrough, direct and domineering.

What kind of master can teach such a disciple?

Cang Lin now doesn't think there is anything wrong with Sikong Jing taking six completely different styles of soldier-kill pictures, because Sikong Jing has already told himself that he should understand more types of soldier-kill pictures.

Regarding Cang Lin's question, Sikong Jing still just smiled and said: "I come from a small place and have never learned the basics of the killing formation, so I came up with something unique."

He still didn't answer the question about his apprenticeship. He didn't want to get into trouble. He also wanted to return to the Dongba branch as soon as possible.

And I believe that Cang Lin will definitely find out when he investigates himself later.

Soon, the middle-aged steward brought the badge of the upper spiritual level.

Sikong Jing collected all the harvest into the Blood-devouring Dragon Ball, then stood up and said goodbye to Cang Lin...

The latter will also spend time revising the ninth picture.

And just when Sikong Jing was about to go out, Cang Lin suddenly said again: "Little friend Sikong, although I know that you may refuse, I still want to say, are you interested in joining me at Canggu Holy Peak?"

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged manager's eyes widened again.

Sikong Jing paused slightly and replied as expected: "I'm sorry, the Dongba branch is relatively free, and I like freedom, but President Cang is my friend. If you have time to go to Shake Luan City, I'll invite you. drink wine."

When the voice fell, the middle-aged manager next to him was dumbfounded on the spot...making friends with President Cang?

President Cang, that is one of the top five people in Cang Ancient Holy Peak.

Cang Lin was also stunned when he heard this, and then laughed loudly and said: "Okay, I have made a commitment to be my friend, Little Friend Sikong."

Just like that, Sikong Jing clasped his fists and turned to leave.

And just when Sikong Jing completely left the union, the middle-aged manager couldn't help but said: "President, is this little friend Sikong a little too, too..."

At this point, he was a little afraid to continue talking...

But Cang Lin said directly: "Too self-righteous? Haha, do you think he looks self-righteous? He is confident. He is confident enough to make friends with me."

"Hey, how can we find such a talented person?"

Sighing slightly, he knew very well that someone like Sikong Jing would not be able to use force.