This time, everyone can clearly see Yu Ling's formation process. He is neither as delicate and interlocking as Zhen Yao, nor as grand as Wang Anyuan.

The technique is very ordinary, and perhaps its only advantage is that it is neither hasty nor slow, very smooth, and precise without any mistakes.

"Didn't I say that Wen Wei was always the fastest in setting up formations before, but now it seems that he is not much better than Shang Tianyu."

Some cultivators outside the venue began to whisper. In fact, not everyone supports the royal family. It’s just that people like them can’t disagree with what the people want.

But as soon as the cultivator finished speaking, someone next to him glared at him and said: "Nonsense! Didn't you listen to what Wen Wei said before? Grandmaster Tiancheng laid a trap, and he was thrown into a corner of the north.

If you go, you are lucky to come back alive, so you still expect him to have extra energy?"

"I don't care, anyway, Wen Wei is the best, and everyone else is scum. If other princes hadn't been suppressing him like crazy, his score would definitely be higher. The exchange meeting is really unfair!" A certain fan with a brain-dead voice said angrily.

After two rounds of games, Yu Ling has gained a lot of fans. Of course, most of them are due to the home field advantage. If it were Zai Ruifuxing, everyone would definitely support Fu Jirui unconditionally.

"I think this round is a bit uncertain. Wen Wei is only two points higher than Zhen Yao, and Qu Fuchuan and others are closely behind him. Didn't you see that those princes are secretly communicating through messages? They are probably discussing how to suppress them.

Wen Wei, Zhen Yao et al.

The points all belong to the three royal representatives, and they can only deduct one point at most. Secondly, the senior emperor can score at will, so Zhen Yao can almost get 94 points, but Wen Wei..." Some cultivators analyzed calmly.

According to the situation.

"Yes, these people are so shameless. They don't rate according to level at all. As long as eight prince representatives deduct one point each, Wen Wei will be tied with Zhen Yao. And this situation is actually very likely to happen.

, because they were caught off guard last time, but this time everyone is almost finished, the judges only need to focus on Wen Wei, is it not easy to find fault? "

"Now we can only rely on Senior Formation Emperor to help Wen Wei..."

"But don't forget the disciples of Senior Formation Emperor. Don't you think Wang Anyuan is also a very dangerous competitor? Who dares to deduct points from him?"

"Oh, it's not optimistic...Who can blame you? Your Majesty himself is not up to par, and the royal family has been in decline for a long time. I'm afraid I will never see a return to glory in this lifetime."

"What's the use of complaining about this now? Let's look forward. Since there is Wen Wei, there will be a second and third one. Maybe everything will slowly get better."

"I hope so."

The practitioners stared intently at the water curtain. Due to the distance, they could not see many details clearly, but as long as they looked at the figure still setting up the formation, they felt very at ease.

How many years have passed, how many spiritual formation exchange meetings have passed, and the royal family finally has a figure who can fight, and he still stands on the final battlefield unharmed.

Regardless of the outcome, they will remember this moment in their hearts.

…

Two days have passed in the blink of an eye, and it is reasonable to say that the competition of the master group should have begun, but these formation masters who have long been famous in the southern border are sitting very patiently in their seats, looking at Yu Ling in the water curtain image with interest

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The subtleties of the Yunhuo Falling Star Formation have been revealed bit by bit. Yu Ling only needs to carve out the last few strokes of the formation pattern, insert the formation flags and embed other materials, and it's done.

But while everyone was watching with great interest, Yu Ling's body suddenly shook. At first glance, he looked like he was dizzy and weak, so that the formation pattern he drew was instantly distorted.

"not good!"

The audience outside the court was shocked. Even if they didn't understand the formation very well, they also knew that the higher the level of formation, the lower the fault tolerance rate. If the formation pattern deviates even slightly, it may completely destroy it. Moreover, this is a seventh-grade killing formation. Once it is released,

Well, the backlash of the formation might kill the person setting up the formation on the spot!

Sure enough, the Yunhuo Falling Star Formation erupted with an extremely unstable and destructive wave in the next second. Even through the water curtain, everyone could not help but feel suffocated, and this was only a negligible amount of power leaked from the formation.

Shang Xianyu not only narrowed his eyes slightly, but as the prince of Tianshang Gong, he naturally understood what was going on. Although it would be a great risk to do anything in front of the emperor, the princes had already made up their minds.

Let Wen Wei not survive this round. After all, the Twelve Grand Dukes joining forces are enough to overthrow the entire Southern Territory, and even the Emperor of the Formation cannot control them.

Shang Xianyu is very clear about the consequences of the collapse of the formation. The backlash of the phantom formation last time gave him a lot of pain. Once Wen Wei's Yunhuo Falling Star Formation explodes this time, he is afraid that the early cultivators of Hedao will be seriously injured even if they don't die.

"Wen Wei, run quickly!"

Everyone outside the venue was so anxious that their eyes were splitting, completely forgetting that Yu Ling in the examination room couldn't hear their voices at all.

Indeed, Yu Ling had a second or two to escape, which was enough for him to run out of the examination room and even save his life, but he still stayed where he was without hiding, only forming a seal with his hands in a daze.

"Buzz——"

The cloud-fire falling star formation fluctuated like water ripples, and the stars that were about to disintegrate, as well as the flowing fire all over the sky, were frozen in mid-air, as if the pause button had been pressed.

At this moment, Yu Ling used her spiritual power to erase the skewed formation pattern, and poured out the remaining gold liquid in the bottle. Like a stroke of genius, the entire killing formation was instantly formed.

Perfect!

This thought popped up in everyone's mind at the same time.

If Yu Ling started to carve the formation pattern just to make steady progress and nothing extraordinary, then the hand he showed at the end was extremely amazing. Even Zhen Yao couldn't help but stare at him, as if he was thinking about the same situation.

Can he do better?

"Wen Wei is so strong. I seemed to feel the fluctuation of Tao Yun just now. He...he is actually a master of Taoism?"

Others noticed more details.

"As a master of formations and a spiritual genius, there is hope for the royal family to be revitalized!"

After a brief moment of fear, the crowd instantly became excited again.

Only Xu Yanting snorted coldly and glanced sharply at the seat of the Twelve Grand Dukes. No one dared to look at him for even a second.

"Have you reached this level of unscrupulous means? Okay, don't blame me for being ruthless later!" Xu Yanting said every word.

The expressions of the princes changed, but they remained silent in the end, because no matter how much they argued about what the Emperor of the Formation had determined, it was useless. Their only regret was that Wen Yuzhen was too hard-hitting and couldn't kill him no matter what.

At this time, Yu Ling had already walked out of the examination room, leaving only the Cloud Fire Falling Star Array quietly displayed there, like a sleeping beast that would reveal its fangs to devour others once it wakes up.

Yu Ling has never been so tired, and it seems as if he will fall asleep as soon as he closes his eyes. But he knows that there will be a more difficult and dangerous battle waiting for him, because those princes have completely torn their faces, even if they come to assassinate him on the spot.

No surprise.

Fortunately, he had only exhausted his mental energy, and his profound, spiritual, and soul power was still intact, which prevented him from looking too haggard.

But it was extremely dangerous just now. If he hadn't used his soul power to cheat and control the golden liquid to fall where it should, otherwise the Cloud Fire Falling Star Formation would definitely explode.

There is also the Ding Zi Jue, which if used properly is even more useful than the attack seal techniques.

Yu Ling walked step by step to the center of the venue. He could feel the malicious eyes of the Twelve Grand Dukes, but so what? Losers often can only become angry because of shame, and he only needs to show off his tricks.

Zhen Yao gave him a complicated look, and suddenly said softly: "If I put aside my position, I would be very willing to be friends with you, but it's a pity..."

Qu Fuchuan took over Zhen Yao's words seriously and calmly: "Unfortunately, there is no real fairness in this world. Wen Wei, you should know what you will face in the future. In fact... you don't have to be tied to death."

On the royal ship."

"Everyone has his own choice." Yu Ling just said lightly.

"So I just said that casually. There are fewer and fewer people worthy of admiration now, because they are all dead." Qu Fuchuan's words were as straightforward as her formation.

Wang Anyuan hesitated to speak, because it was difficult for him to show that he was familiar with Yu Ling in front of so many people.

"Okay, okay, the review begins!"
Chapter completed!