At this time, everyone has already begun to arrange the formation.
That Xiao Bei also began to take action, sculpting the formation.
Lu Xiaoran glanced at him with his divine sense, not to mention, this guy really has two hands.
The strength of the formation he carved has reached 50% of his current level.
However, listening to this kid's tone, he seems to be the reincarnation of a great emperor.
It seems that his great emperor is not very good, because the formation carving is about technique, not cultivation, so even if he is no longer a great emperor, his formation carving skills will not drop a little bit.
However, at this moment, Lu Xiaoran's ears suddenly sounded a clear female voice of prosperity.
"Ding! Detecting the son of luck, hunting and killing the son of luck, you can explode multiple gift packs, and plunder the luck, upgrade the system, and increase the rewards provided in the future."
Hearing this voice, Lu Xiaoran was startled.
"Hunting the son of luck, can you still get a big explosion of gift packs?"
"Yes."
Lu Xiaoran was silent for a moment.
"Should I slap him to death now?"
"The son of luck, good fortune takes the lead. Heroes are not based on strength. If you don't control them well, the master may suffer backlash."
"... ."
Lu Xiaoran was speechless for a while.
"Well, I'd better settle today's game first."
After speaking, his consciousness swept through the audience, and everyone's strength was instantly clear at a glance.
"Which number do you take? Um..."
Lu Xiaoran began to think.
Tianjianmen is currently ranked 80, but Wu Fengyun may have left behind, and he definitely wants to kill himself today.
And Lu Xiaoran didn't want to be in the limelight.
"Then take the 30th place. It's neither strong nor weak. The middle and upper grades will not only make the Sect Master happy, but also won't make people care about me too much."
Thinking of this, Lu Xiaoran began to adjust the strength of his shots and began to carve array works.
On the field of competition, a sound of tiger roaring and dragon roaring could be heard from time to time. Those were the top masters of the formation. Because the formation was closer to perfection, it gave the formation a trace of vitality, which also attracted a lot of attention. The exclamations of the few.
The entire competition lasted for an hour, and Lu Xiaoran only took about two minutes to complete it. The rest of the time, he was dozing off.
When the bell rang for the end of the game, he immediately went to hand in the papers.
"It's finally over."
Stretching, Lu Xiaoran followed the crowd and walked out of the arena.
The sovereign and others immediately stepped forward and cared enthusiastically.
"Xiao Ran, you've worked hard, how are you doing?"
Lu Xiaoran nodded.
"Alright."
"Then do you have confidence and how many places will you get?"
"I can't say this well, but it shouldn't be too bad."
"That's good, that's good. The results come out quickly, let's wait a moment, and they will come out soon."
"Um."
Lu Xiaoran just hummed softly, and the yin and yang strange voices of Tianjianmen and others sounded in everyone's ears.
"Sect Master, how are you doing today?"
"It's okay, I am in a good mood today, and I have played the strongest level."
"Hey~! Sovereign, you only played an 80% level the first two times, and today you've played the strongest level, I'm afraid you have to enter the top seventy!"
The people of Tianmozong stared at them with an angry expression.
"What are you talking about? Later, when the results come out, let's see how we slap them in the face."
Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived.
Just finished speaking, there are already two disciples of Xuanwu Zhenzong, who have come out and released the list.
Xuanwu Zhenzong was originally a large-scale formation, and any ten teachers who graded the papers could complete the review in less than a minute.
"The results are out."
I don't know who shouted, everyone ran over quickly, and Sect Master Chen and others immediately surrounded them.
"Hey~! The first place, after all, is Master Xiao! Master Xiao is really too strong!"
In the crowd, there were countless voices praising Xiao Bei again, and the passion for licking the dog would never go out.
Tianjianmen and others, after taking a glance, quickly put their eyes on the position below, the middle and upper floors, do not need to consider, their Tianjianmen, they do not have the strength to enter.
"Sect Master, it's number sixty-ninth! It's number sixty-ninth! Hahahaha..."
A sharp-eyed elder had already discovered the ranking of their Tianjianmen first. Wu Fengyun followed the direction he pointed, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Then, a happy smile appeared on his face.
His hard work yesterday was really not in vain today.
In this way, Tian Mozong is afraid that he will be completely crushed by himself, and he will not have any power to turn around.
"Quick, where is the location of the Heavenly Demon Sect?"
Everyone hurried to find the location of Tianmozong.
"A hundred without them."
"Neither one hundred and twenty."
"Ninety people don't have them either."
...
Just as everyone was looking for it with wide eyes, Wu Fengyun suddenly felt a tap on his shoulder.
"Um?"
He glanced back and met Sect Master Chen's smiling face.
"what are you doing?"
Sect Master Chen forced a smile and said:
"Brother Wu, can't we find the ranking of our Heavenly Demon Sect?"
Wu Fengyun groaned in his heart, vaguely feeling a little bad.
"What exactly are you trying to say?"
Sect Master Chen gritted his teeth, smirked until his face was ashen, and then pointed to the top.
"You have to look up, the middle and upper floors. See?"
Following the direction he pointed, Wu Fengyun and the others turned their heads to look over, and instantly petrified on the spot.
Thirty!
What are you kidding
That kid Lu Xiaoran was able to get the 30th place
Just that stinky boy
It looks like a 30-year-old brat who survives to death
"Brother Wu, really, before Xiao Ran came on stage, I really told him to ensure the relationship between the two sects, put a little water on it, and don't take it too seriously. Unfortunately, he just used more force. Diu Diu, I'm really sorry to throw your Heavenly Sword Sect so far behind all of a sudden."
Wu Fengyun's face twitched suddenly, and the veins on his forehead were exposed.
He really wanted to hit people, but this is Xuanwu Zhenzong, and he wants to give Xuanwu Zhenzong a face.
Otherwise, Xuanwu Zhenzong's anger is not something he can easily bear.
The other Tianjianmen elders could feel Wu Fengyun's anger, all of them were holding back their breath, and looked at their sect master cautiously.
"Sect Master... what should we do now?"
Wu Fengyun clenched his fists, clenched his teeth, slapped off Sect Master Chen's big hand, turned around and left, and said coldly by the way:
"Return to Tianjianmen."
"Ah? What about our games? There are still several games left to compare."
"No more, retire."