Sweat began to appear on the foreheads of the three people, and gradually their backs began to get wet. Time passed quickly with the three of them motionless. While other formations are being cracked one by one, they are passing by.
"There are only two new formations left!" Yang Tingwei's tone was full of disappointment.
At this time, except for the two old students from Kun Tiandi who were standing in front of the formation set up by Qin Shuang and An Shicong, the other 998 old students were standing not far away, looking at the two people nervously.
"There are still one hundred and ninety-six formations left by Lao Sheng." Qing Honglou said with a hint of urgency in his voice: "Isn't that Kun Tiandi a mid-stage master? Why is he still not moving? It's so slow to crack an early-stage master's formation?"
"It's moving!" Ren Pingsheng said, sighing at the same time: "It's over, Qin Shuang lost."
"Boom..."
"Boom..."
Two roars came from the light curtain, moving not only Kun Tiandi, but also Qin Shuang. Qin Shuang threw the fifth formation flag, breaking the opponent's formation almost at the same time as Kun Tiandi. After Qin Shuang broke the last master-level formation, his figure flew wildly towards the remaining master-level formations.
Now there is only one formation left by An Shicong among the new students. As long as An Shicong's formation can last a little longer...
Hold on a little longer...
Qinshuang's four great spirits, Yang Shen, Ling and Qiling Zhenlao, poured out their metaphysical knowledge and spiritual knowledge crazily.
"Swish swish..."
Qin Shuang threw out seven formation flags, and his figure had already passed by the seven formations and pounced on the other seven formations.
"Boom boom boom..."
Behind her, the seven formations collapsed.
"Whoosh whoosh..." An Shicong, Lang Yupiao and Wen Tu also threw the formation flags one after another.
"Boom, boom, boom..." Three more formations were shattered.
The four people were like four whirlwinds, sweeping towards the remaining formation.
"There are still one hundred and eighty-six of Laosheng's formations... one hundred and seventy-six, one hundred and sixty-six..." Qing Honglou spoke faster and faster, and the look of shock on his face became more and more intense.
At this time, Kun Tiandi was already standing in front of An Shicong's formation, spreading his spiritual consciousness over it.
"Um?"
Kun Tiandi's expression changed, he hurriedly stabilized his mood, and went to explore again. But the coldness and death were always entangled, which greatly slowed down his speed in studying the formation.
It's not that he can't break this formation, it just takes more time. This couldn't help but make him anxious. He was resisting the invasion of An Shicong's formation and calculating and deducing everything he detected.
Seeing the change in Kun Tiandi's face, the remaining nine formation masters looked at each other, their bodies floated, and they gathered around An Shicong's formation, spreading their consciousness towards the formation.
"Um?"
Everyone's expressions changed, and they all realized the evil nature of this formation, and everyone tried their best to start calculations and deductions.
"There are still one hundred... ninety... eighty..."
At this time, the air inside and outside Tianzi Courtyard was filled with extreme tension. Their eyes were fixed on the light curtain.
In the light curtain.
The four grandmasters among the freshmen flew quickly, and the remaining freshmen also tried their best to break the formation. Hundreds of them gathered in front of a formation and had a heated discussion.
But there was silence on the old students' side. Those master-level old students stood nervously not far away. Eleven grandmasters surrounded An Shicong's formation, motionless.
"There are still seventy...sixty...fifty...forty...thirty...twenty...ten..."
"Kuntian and earth are moving..."
"Boom boom boom..."
A series of roars exploded on the light curtain...
"Hey… "
Xu Kaiyun, Chu Dali, Lei Xing, Tie Rourou, Yu Guanting, Wei Qingjue and others suddenly jumped up and waved their arms vigorously. They could not say anything excited, but kept making "hehe" sounds.
"Boom..."
Tianziyuan was boiling inside and outside. Everyone sympathized with the weak, and the newcomer Qin Shuang was really eye-catching.
Just now, Laosheng's last formation collapsed only one-tenth of a breath earlier than An Shicong's formation. It was this one-tenth of time that allowed the new student to win. Qin Shuang and others chased wildly, and finally they won this competition.
"Going ahead...?" Tan Xiaotian looked astonished, and even Mu Chong looked a little surprised.
"Little sister, one is worth seven!" Li Xian said, shaking his head. Ji Mou next to him nodded repeatedly.
"Qin Shuang alone decides the outcome!" Ren Gaolin said softly.
"The students recruited by Tianzi Academy this time are very strong!" Xu Mo said: "The winner should be decided by two people, one is Qin Shuang and the other is An Shicong. I don't know what formation An Shicong set up. , can actually make Kuntiandi waste so much time?"
In the small world, the old students stared blankly at the new students jumping up and down, with complete disbelief on their faces. They tortured the freshmen all the way, but they didn't expect to be overturned by the freshmen in the end.
Kun Tiandi's absent-minded eyes gathered together again, and he walked towards Qin Shuang, his expression still stern:
"bracelet!"
Qin Shuang handed over the bracelet, and Kun Tian sacrificed the bracelet into the air, then turned over the points without saying a word. The old students also transferred their points one after another. Finally, the bracelet fell to Qin Shuang and was caught by Qin Shuang.
"Junior Sister Qin! Junior Brother An!" The staid Kun Tiandi cupped his hands towards Qin Shuang and An Shicong and said, "Let's talk about it if we have an opportunity."
"Okay!" Qin Shuang and An Shicong nodded at the same time. At this time, they also saw that Kun Tiandi had a straight face because he had no objection to them. He had that kind of old-fashioned character.
With the consent of Qin Shuang and An Shicong, Kun Tiandi nodded to the two people and walked towards Lao Sheng. There was silence and a solemn atmosphere there.
They were really nailed to the pillar of shame this time. Not only did the freshmen win, but now they even surpassed them in terms of total number!
"Did you use the secret of death to set up the formation?" Qin Shuang sent a secret message to An Shicong.
"Yeah!" An Shicong nodded lightly.
A young old student looked back at the 999 monks standing behind him, took a deep breath and said:
"It's our turn to win this competition!"
"Here!"
A thousand people walked towards Qinshuang, and at this moment, a person flew from a distance and flew over the crowd, his eyes lowered. Everyone also focused their attention on that person.
He was a middle-aged monk, but he exuded the pressure of the Immortal Lord. When he saw that all the monks' eyes were focused on him, he said with a smile on his face:
"I am the head of the Wanjie Commercial Bank Association, Zhu Honggang. I will be the referee for the next three rounds. The first one to start is the weapon competition. If you need any materials, you can buy them from me. The refining is successful I can purchase the immortal weapon. And the result of your competition will be decided by me."
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