Mu Yu watched the competition between Hou Tian's disciples from the sidelines. The mismatch between formation techniques and talisman techniques seemed wonderful, but it did not arouse any interest in him at all. His attention was still on Situ Yangtian and Mu Chenghong, thinking slightly.
Mu Chenghong walked over. He looked at the hard-working performance between the two Fu Sect acquired disciples and suddenly smiled: "Junior brother, what are the chances that their Formation Sect will win the Fu Sect next year?"
"What do you think, senior brother?"
Mu Yu looked at Mu Chenghong and then at the two people present, feeling funny in his heart. To a certain extent, the formation competition is just for the Fu Sect's own entertainment. How likely is the formation sect's chance of winning
"With the junior disciples in their formation sect, he feels that the victory rate of the formation sect is much higher." Mu Chenghong said slowly.
"Senior brother has been promoted, so are you sure that senior brother can defeat the people of Fu Zong?" Mu Yu asked calmly.
In the formation competition, it was found that among the acquired disciples there were two spies who were not from the Fu Sect, the Zhongtian disciples also had two spies who were not from the Fu Sect, and among the Xiantian disciples there was Mu Chenghong, the most hidden disciple of the Fu Sect. If the formation sect wants to win, I'm afraid it's just a dream.
"He will try his best." A confused look appeared on Mu Chenghong's face, as if he was hesitating. Then he asked, "Junior brother, have I gone to see the third formation tablet?"
"No, he's not in the mood to go." Mu Yu shook his head.
Mu Chenghong sighed softly: "He is so popular."
He looked very lonely, as if he had heard the news he least wanted to hear. Then he shook his head slightly, stared into the distance and never shut up.
There were two disciples from Hou Tian who were performing very hard. Everyone in the Fu Sect looked at the show that was destined to be a good show, with endless ridicule on their lips.
However, all the disciples of the Formation Sect cheered for Sun Yingda from a distance without knowing why. Even other unknowing innate formation masters also looked at Sun Yingda with hope, hoping that he could fight for the Formation Sect.
Do you want to fight for the formation sect? How can you win it with just a few words of encouragement
However, all the disciples of the Formation Sect suddenly burst into cheers, and even many innate formation masters couldn't help but start to look happy, because Sun Yingda actually won the Fu Sect's favor!
Mu Yu felt a little surprised. It was certain that Sun Yingda was Fu Zong's spy. Could it be that why Fu Zong didn't choose to win the competition with Dong
He looked around Yidong and saw the happy and relieved expressions of the disciples of the Zhen Sect around him. He also found that the people of the Fu Sect didn't even frown when they saw Chetuo lose the competition. On the contrary, they looked sarcastic. He suddenly wondered what kind of trick the Red Fu Sect was playing.
Before you destroy a person, you must first let him expand.
Chang Tiancheng glanced at the performance of the disciples of the Array Sect, and a vicious sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Cheer! Cheer for your miserable victory! When we think we are seeking to win, he will drag us from the sky to the east. Come on, let's give him a hard fall, and that's what he wants to see!"
Fu Zong has defeated Zhen Zong for several consecutive years. The continuous victory makes them feel boring. They want to play something new. First, let all the people in the formation sect see the hope of winning, then severely defeat them, and finally reveal the truth, making everyone in the formation sect fall to the bottom.
Doing this will make the disciples of the Formation Sect Minghong. The people of the Fu Sect want me to win so that I can win. They want me to be destroyed, but I can't hide!
Then there is a game. The people of Fu Sect not only want to control the victory of the game, but also want to play with the emotions of all the disciples of Zhen Zong! After you have had enough fun, you will tell everyone the cruel truth, so that the disciples of the Formation Sect will know how invincible the Fu Sect is!
Mu Yu remembered what Mu Chenghong said just now about the high probability of Zhen Zong winning. Was that what he was referring to
There are a total of nine competitions. If nothing unexpected happens, Fu Zong will let Zhen Zong win four games, giving Zhen Zong disciples hope, thinking that they can finally be proud next year, and then crush their dreams!
"What a cruel leg." Mu Yu stared at Fu Zong's people, his expression a little uncertain.
This was no longer a simple formation competition, but a way for Fu Sect to humiliate the formation sect's legs.
The second competition was between the disciples of Fou Zhongtian, Fou Luo Feilong from the formation sect. Luo Feilong and another Zhongtian disciple of Fu Zong announced their names to each other in Taizai, and then began their competition.
The collision between the formation technique and the talisman seemed so weak that in almost an instant, Luo Feilong's leg had been knocked out and fell outside the formation field.
The Formation Sect wins another victory!
"I accept it!" Luo Feilong's lips curled up slightly, and he waved his leg domineeringly towards all the disciples of the Formation Sect.
"Senior Brother Luo wins!"
"Awesome! Senior Brother Luo is so awesome!"
"Senior Brother Luo is worthy of their pride!"
Warm cheers erupted again among the disciples of the Formation Sect, but those cheers sounded so harsh to Zhuge Xiaosheng's ears. There was invisible anger burning in his heart. The happier all the Zhenzong disciples were and the louder they shouted, the more they were humiliating him.
He sighed softly, but the anger in his heart turned into sadness. His Mendong disciples were acting according to their script, and they were completely unaware that they were being treated like monkeys. However, his sect master knew the truth of the matter but could not stop them from being stupid. How sad is that!
"He really doesn't deserve to be that sect leader, alas!"
Zhuge Xiaosheng shook his head gently. Everyone was drunk and he was awake alone. The cruel truth kept tormenting him. He knew that the Red Formation Sect had reached the point where they were casually humiliated, which was completely due to the dereliction of duty of his sect leader.
In the third game, Song Qingyu, who was a talented disciple of Zhongtian, was chosen as an innate disciple of Fu Sect, Jiang Xiangdi, the 75th Supreme Immortal.
The formation sect could not recruit a third innate disciple to participate in the competition, so it could use Song Qingyu, a Zhongtian formation master, as his replacement.
"Array Sect, Song Qingyu."
Song Qingyu's cultivation level is in the fifth level of out-of-body cultivation, and his talent for the misalignment technique has no direct relationship with his own cultivation level. But the higher the talent in formation skills, the stronger the strength will be, which is not the characteristic of an formation master. The Zhongtian Formation Master and the Xiantian Formation Master, who are both out of body and in the fifth heaven, must be the Xiantian Formation Master to stabilize the Zhongtian Formation Master!
"I'm not qualified to know his name." Jiang Xiangdi didn't take Song Qingyu seriously at all. Their Fu Sect will let the Zhen Sect win a few games that time, but they will not let the Zhen Sect win any victory among the innate disciples!
If the Xiantian disciples are not the face of a sect, then Fu Zong will severely slap the face of all the Xiantian formation masters of the Formation Sect!
Song Qingyu's face was flushed. He was very angry that he was looked down upon. Did he really have the capital to be arrogant? As an innate disciple of the Fu Sect, Jiang Xiangdi was also a supreme immortal, so he was indeed ahead of him by several blocks. He knew that he didn't blame the woman's wrong leg at all, and the only thing he could do was try not to lose too ugly.
Endless red light spread all over Jiang Xiangdi's body, and the talisman shadows flickered among them. Then her whole body floated up lightly, turning into a shadow and drifting towards Song Qingyu. The innate formation base floated around Song Qingyu, and its majestic momentum headed towards Jiang Xiangdi.
In that battle of formation symbols, Song Qingyu got a lot of innate formation foundations. With those innate formation foundations, he believed that even if he lost, he would never let the wrong leg win too easily!
Seven rolling sky thunders appeared in the battlefield, arranged like the Big Dipper. Each sky thunder flashed with brilliant power, like the arrival of the arrogant thunder god, and seemed to be able to purify the evil power in the world.
As soon as the seven sky thunders came out, the martial arts field suddenly became turbulent and dark clouds gathered, shrouding Jiang Xiangdi's figure in it.
Song Qingyu's most popular formation technique is called Seven Stars Heavenly Thunder. Originally a Zhongtian Formation, with the blessing of the Innate Formation Foundation and the guidance of Master Lu, the Seven-Star Heavenly Thunder already has the power of the Innate Formation, and even ordinary Innate disciples do not dare to underestimate it. .
"Song Qingyu can use the Seven-Star Heavenly Thunder to such an extent. His talent is also very impressive." Master Xia Xian couldn't help but admire.
"No! He felt that Jiang Xiangdi had to at least spend some effort to deal with those sky thunders. With the seven-star sky thunder, every sky thunder that strikes the east will definitely cause powerful lethality, and each one is more powerful than the other. It's awesome, once the seventh one is blasted, the power will be strengthened more than ten times!" Chishui Formation Master said.
While he was shutting up, the first thunderbolt struck east towards Jiang Xiangdi. Jiang Xiangdi's erratic figure suddenly froze, and then he fell back. The first thunderbolt did not hit her, but instead hit the ground, causing the entire formation to tremble. But even if the battlefield itself is protected by an indestructible formation, its power is not enough to cause harm to it.
"There's a show!"
Song Qingyu's face was overjoyed, because he found that his seven-star thunder could actually block the opponent's advance, which meant that the opponent was also very afraid of his own formation and did not dare to fight head-on.
The second sky thunder followed closely and struck towards Jiang Xiangdi again. Jiang Xiangdi looked at the arrogant sky thunder, but she didn't make any move to dodge. Instead, a disdainful sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth. Then she casually stretched out her leg fingers and moved forward lightly -
Swift talisman shadows appeared on the fingers of Jiang Xiangdi's legs and disappeared in a flash. At the same time, the thunder had already struck the east, but when the thunder came close to her, it suddenly disappeared!
"what happened?"
Song Qingyu suddenly felt flustered. The Seven-Star Heavenly Thunder was originally his formation and connected to his mind, but at this moment, he suddenly lost one of them, as if he had been taken away by someone. Then he seemed to notice something and turned around suddenly, but it was too late!
"boom!"
The second thunderbolt appeared behind him at some point and struck him dead! The blue electric arc acted on Song Qingyu's body, making his whole body feel gray and gray, and even the smell of burning liquid could be heard from far away.
"Seven-star thunder? With such a childish formation technique, it's really embarrassing to show off in front of his talisman skills!" Jiang Xiangdi chuckled. She stretched out her leg finger again, and the talisman shadow flew out quickly. Heading towards the five sky thunders in the east.
As soon as Song Qingyu came back to his senses, he was horrified to find that he had lost control of the Wrong Seven-Star Thunder! His formation skills were actually taken away by Jiang Xiangdi, and at this time, the third sky thunder rolled towards him.
He tried his best to move half a step, but after being hit by the second sky thunder, his body became numb. After a beat, he was hit by his third sky thunder again!
"Pfft—" Song Qingyu spit out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards out of the martial arts arena!
"The competition is endless!" Jiang Xiangdi smiled charmingly, disappeared on the spot, and reappeared behind Song Qingyu, kicking Song Qingyu back to the martial arts field, and then the fourth thunder struck the east again! Then the fifth thunder!
"Boom!" Song Qingyu had already fallen into a coma, his whole body was scorched black, and there was not a single good piece of meat in his body.
"That's enough! They gave up in that battle!" Zhuge Xiaosheng angrily yelled.
"Admit defeat? The rules of the array talisman competition are that those who have left the array martial arts field or participated in the competition will lose when their spells fail. The disciples of your sect's array skills have not disappeared! Master Zhuge, if he sees me, he will not seek to destroy it. Just follow the rules." Chang Tiancheng smiled cruelly.
The expressions of everyone in the Formation Sect changed drastically! Jiang Xiangdi was a bitch-hearted woman, and Song Qingyu didn't deny her fault at all, but she didn't want to win so easily. She used strange talismans to capture Song Qingyu's formation, hoping to use all of Shandong's thunder to act on Song Qingyu!
The Seven-Star Heavenly Thunder defeated Song Qingyu's formation technique. According to the rules, if the technique did not disappear, Song Qingyu would not lose!
The power of each seven-star thunder is more powerful than the other. If those seven thunders had not completely hit Song Qingyu, I am afraid Song Qingyu would have lost half of his life!