"I wonder what formation Leader Yun will use..."

Nan Yanhe changed at least thirty different sitting positions on the seat, but he still felt uncomfortable all over, especially because his mood was very contradictory. He felt that this round was about to end, but he also had a trace of luck that came from nowhere.

After thinking about it, Nan Yanhe felt that Yu Ling should have been too calm from beginning to end. He was so calm that it felt like he was well prepared. Sometimes Nan Yanhe also envied this kind of person who could not express his emotions or anger.

Pretending to be trash for so many years still has a lot of negative effects. The most obvious one is that his emotional control ability is not very good. Therefore, it is indeed easy to become a real pig after pretending to be a pig for a long time.

At this time, it had been almost a day since Yuling and the other two entered the examination room. Their performances were different. Zhen Yao was carrying a branch and scribbling on the ground casually, seeming to deduce the formation pattern, while Wang Anyuan was walking around the examination room.

They were pacing back and forth, looking a little bored, because they could only set up the formation when the formation committee personnel announced the start, otherwise it would be considered a violation.

Yu Ling was the quietest one. As soon as he entered the room, he sat cross-legged in the corner, silently thinking about something. Some even suspected that he was simply sleeping.

"We can start now!" The members of the formation committee turned around and saw that the newly lit incense stick had burned to the end, so they knocked on the doors of the three people's rooms in turn.

Zhen Yao immediately dropped the branches, took out the mixed materials, and began to draw formation patterns in an orderly manner. Wang Anyuan also moved very quickly, and even had a sense of relief on his face that he would die early and be reborn.

Only Yu Ling had no reaction and remained the same.

This guy really dares to sleep during the exam...

The members of the formation committee couldn't help but twitch their lips, and their mood became more and more happy, because this meant that Yu Ling was indeed mentally exhausted and it was difficult to compete with Zhen Yao.

"Participant No. 3, the fourth competition has begun." The team committee personnel informed again.

Yu Ling did not open her eyes, but nodded slightly to indicate that she had heard.

The members of the formation committee were too lazy to take care of it anymore. It would be best for Wen Wei to give up the treatment on his own initiative, so that the judges would not have to worry about giving him reasons for deducting points.

There was a panic outside the court, and many people were worried and asked: "What's going on? Did Wen Wei not prepare the fourth formation, so he started to prepare it now?"

"I think it's probably... or maybe he's just too tired and wants to rest for a while."

"It makes sense. In such a dangerous place, Wen Wei actually fell asleep in his seat just now. This shows how much energy he spent."

"It's all because these people are too biased. They don't deduct any points from their own people. When Wen Wei's turn came, he attacked like crazy. If the emperor of the formation hadn't been on his side, I'm afraid there wouldn't even be a chance for the fourth round."

"Oh."

Listening to the discussion of this group of young cultivators, Duke Ruiya couldn't help but move his lips with a smile, and then quietly said through the voice: "Rui'er, what did Xiaomei say?"

Fu Jirui glanced at the girl sitting cross-legged meditating next to him, frowned in distress and said: "Lin'er told me that Wen Wei is very weird. He is probably a soul master, and his cultivation level is not low, otherwise he would never be able to

She can still resist Lin'er's secret technique in her sleep, and all she can see is a terrifying white light."

Duke Ruiya's face suddenly turned serious: "Soul master? Impossible, his cultivation at the enlightenment level is already solid, his formations are also at the top level of the younger generation in the southern border, and he still has time to cultivate his soul power, and

No more than thirty years old?”

Fu Jirui thought for a moment and said: "Lin'er said she didn't know very well. It might be that the royal family has some special secret treasure. Anyway, I think it's unlikely that he can master both systems."

"Well, let's not talk about Wen Wei. You seem to be very fond of this girl because of your sharp mouth. But after all, she is just a casual cultivator and is not suitable for you." Duke Ruiya said calmly.

"Father……"

"Don't beg me for mercy. This matter is non-negotiable. You can either go after that girl from Fuchuan, or consider marrying Chang Gong's legitimate daughter. Anyway, the worst she can do is be the daughter of a prince, and she can't be a concubine.

, Otherwise, where will my Fu family's face go?" Duke Ruiya said with a stern tone.

Fu Jirui lowered his head, and after a moment he said uneasily: "Father, do you want to..."

"Don't worry, I won't hand her over to Lone Star. Some secrets are better to be kept by yourself. But if you can't dig out her secrets and instead fall into an emotional whirlpool, then as a father you can only be ruthless.

." Duke Ruiya looked as solemn as a cold stone sculpture.

"I know..." Fu Jirui was a little depressed.

"Okay, just concentrate on watching the last game. When Mei Lindong wakes up, you can just say a few words of concern. But judging from her appearance, it seems that the backlash is not serious." Mr. Ruiya ended the conversation directly.

Voice communication.

"Your Highness, when do you think Wen Wei will start taking action?" Seeing that the young master was in a bad mood, a maid smiled sweetly and winked.

Fu Jirui casually threw a piece of candied fruit into his mouth and said indifferently: "Whatever, this guy is very calm. I wouldn't be surprised if he only started setting up the formation on the last day."

"Hehe, I'm taking a gamble with His Royal Highness. I guess Wen Wei will take action tomorrow morning at the latest." The maid came directly to Fu Jirui's side.

"What are you betting on?" Fu Jirui moved calmly. If it had been before, he would have been full of soft and gentle feelings, but now he has lost interest in all women except Mei Lindong.

"Bet...a kiss from my slave." The maid was not discouraged at all, and slightly pursed her red lips.

"Forget it." Fu Jirui waved his hand and said coldly and ruthlessly.

The maid couldn't help but cast a resentful glance at His Royal Highness, secretly resenting the vixen named Mei for taking all of Fu Jirui's attention.

But what she never expected was that Fu Jirui's casual words actually came true!

Day after day passed, and on the morning of the third day, Yu Ling had not yet started, but Zhen Yao and Wang Anyuan had entered the finishing stage.

No one inside or outside the court knew what Yu Ling was thinking. Anyway, people like them who had nothing to do with it were starting to get worried, and the person involved was still as stable as a rock.

"Wen Wei has given up, right... Then he should have said it earlier! Why waste everyone's time." Some weird voices couldn't help but sneered.

At first, the audience outside the venue would retort a few words, but at this tense moment, they were completely out of mood.

It’s not until the last moment, so don’t give up...

Everyone prayed silently in their hearts, over and over again, as if Yu Ling could hear their voices.

When the red sun rises high in the sky and sheds thousands of rays of light, people are really desperate, because there are only six hours left before the end. Even if Yu Ling has any ideas, it is too late to put them into practice, right?

"You can leave now, first place is destined to be Zhen Yao's!"

"If it's not Zhen Yao, it's also Wang Anyuan's!"

The supporters of the princes can finally ridicule freely, because at this point, it is obvious that the overall situation has been decided.

However, as soon as they said a few words, the cultivators outside the venue exclaimed.

"Move! Wen Wei has started to set up the formation!"

"It's true! Ah ah ah, he finally took action! It's worth waiting for me for so long!"

"So fast... What speed is this? My eyes... I'm going blind!"

"Oh my god, what else can I say? Is there really no problem in drawing the formation pattern like this?!"

While everyone was watching in stunned silence, Yu Ling directly splashed out the gold liquid with the array pattern. The movement was even more violent than Wang Anyuan's. At the same time, his figure shuttled between the fields like a giant, leaving behind a series of afterimages.

, and the sparkling golden light flying all over the sky.

This visual shock that hit them in the face completely made everyone fall into a state of speechlessness. They suddenly realized that Yu Ling had not used all his strength in the previous rounds of formations. It was not until now, until this moment, that he took out

The highest level.

Under this exaggerated approach, everyone ignored Yu Ling's formation structure and just stared at his ghostly and flickering shadows in confusion.

Two hours, only two hours!

Yu Ling used up ten bottles of gold liquid, and her whole body suddenly turned from extreme movement to extreme stillness, causing everyone's hearts to almost skip a beat.

He was seen holding several formation flags in each hand, and he threw them out very casually, but they landed exactly where they were supposed to land.

"Buzz——"

As the dark spiritual power spread over all the formation patterns, this unknown formation took shape.

The whole place was silent. Yu Ling calmly walked out of the examination room and met Wang Anyuan's eyes in the distance.

The two of them turned their heads at the same time with a tacit understanding and looked at the room where Zhen Yao was. The latter just happened to plant the last formation flag and opened the door expressionlessly.
Chapter completed!