Comprehension: All My Disciples Are Big Villains

With everyone entering the arena, this time the formation contest is finally about to begin.

An old man in Tsing Yi suddenly appeared here. He was an Elder of Xuantian Sect.

"Well, now that everyone is here, let's start the formation contest this time."

"The first day of the formation contest will test everyone's basic knowledge of formation, and the second day will be the inscription of formation. Today, we will test your application of formation. You, within three hours, inscribe a formation, and then start rating."

As soon as the old man's words were finished, everyone began to get busy.

Luo He also followed the public and built formation together.

"Wow, look at the engraving technique of Master Zhang, that seems to be the long-lost'Mind Engraving Technique'!"

"Who said no, Master Zhang already began to show this ancient method the next day. Master Zhang is indeed a stunning person, and he can even master this ancient method."

On the side, everyone was attracted by Zhang Fan's performance.

Luo He didn't say anything. Son of Luck's face-slap was done, and the rest was naturally the moment of worship.

And that was when Zhang Fan focused on inscription, Luo He continued to look at Zhang Fan

Well, the Cultivation Base is the Gold Core layer, not the third psychic layer as rumored.

Moreover, there seemed to be some other things on his body, with magical fluctuations.

According to the calculation formula of son of luck, son of luck can generally kill powerful enemies across a large Realm.

In other words, the real combat power of this Zhang Fan in front of him should be about the true level.

Coupled with all other factors, he should be able to reluctantly play against the masters who return to the true fifth floor or above, and perhaps have a few tricks against the eighth or ninth floor.

This made Luo He feel a sense of crisis. If he goes on like this, I am afraid that after he has cultivated to the realm of return, he will not be able to help him.

"This person is still quite dangerous. There is really too little information available now. It seems like a way to get information about Zhang Fan."

After having a plan in his mind, Luo He began to inscribe formation.

"Luo He, rush to the top two hundred!"

"The first two hundred!"

"two hundred!"

Lu Ziheng actually came over when Luo He was engraving the formation, Luo He staggered, and his small hand shook.

It's over. I was planning to put two Pacific waters, but now I put one.

Now, even Luo He couldn't figure out his own grades.

Moreover, Luo He has no way to break the formation and reorganize it, because there is only one chance during the formation competition.

At this moment, a very hot red light suddenly spread from Zhang Fan's side.

"Wow, that's the'Wild Fire Spirit Formation', I didn't expect Master Zhang to be so powerful, and even this extremely difficult spirit formation was inscribed."

"As expected of Master Zhang!"

On the side, someone kept sighing.

Luo He was speechless, it was too much for these guys to keep licking Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan looked at his inscribed ghost fire spirit formation, with pride in his heart.

This is what he had only inscribed after exhausting all his formation attainments, and it was naturally stunning.

Zhang Fan looked at his ghost fire spirit formation with satisfaction, and then took a deep breath.

"You once said that what you like is the Master of Formation, who is the best in the world. My current Cultivation Base, Zhang Fan, dare not say that it is the leader of the older generation, but at least the younger generation is proud, even if it is Xuantian Sect. No one can compare to the "formation conference". So, I should be your prince."

"Qin Siyu, you must be my Zhang Fan's woman!"

Zhang Fan has a confident smile on his face.

Luo He originally wanted to inquire about Zhang Fan's information, but he did not expect that he would actually say this "affectionate dialogue" of not wanting face.

Luo He: What should I do if I want to vomit at the burst meeting? I'm waiting online. I'm very anxious.

He knew that this was Son of Luck's affectionate confession to the girl he liked.

Luo had thought about the plot, probably what Qin Siyu was in the outside experience one day and was accidentally seen by Zhang Fan, and then Zhang Fan admired him. In the end, Qin Siyu said, I am Xuantian Sect with a very high status, and what I like is a world-famous man with a high level of formation. You do not meet my criteria for mate selection.

Then Zhang Fan could not bear it as a son of luck, so he vowed to go to Xuantian Sect to find Qin Siyu.

This kind of plot is too old-fashioned.

If the plot is not wrong, Zhang Fan should be successful in the end.

But Luo He still felt very sick.

You say that since you only like Qin Siyu's fiancee who do you want to rob Song Chufeng in your heart, or you have a wife, you are still thinking about Qin Siyu.

Alas, this is a scumbag.

But Luo He changed his mind, it seemed that Son of Luck was either a scumbag or a sea king.

In short, none of them are good things.

Luo He ignored him and continued to engrave his own formation instead.

The so-called Mind Inscription Method actually did Luo He, but Luo He didn't want to use it and didn't want to attract attention.

After a while, Luo He's formation was also inscribed, but no one looked at him.

Everyone looked at Zhang Fan's side.

Luo He was also happy, but he hoped that no one would notice him so that he could continue to go on.

However, the old man in Tsing Yi glanced at Luo He, apparently he didn't expect that Luo He could engrave the formation in such a short time.

Zhang Fan can be so fast, he can understand, after all, Zhang Fan's talent is incredible even if he looks at it.

But Luo He was actually inscribed so quickly, which made the old man curious.

However, it was just curious.

Compared to Luo He's mediocre formation, the old man is obviously more like watching Zhang Fan's ghost fire spirit formation.

Three hours passed quickly.

"Ahem, time is up." The old man said suddenly.

Everyone stopped engraving, and after handing over the formation, they returned to their respective camps.

Luo He was immediately held back by Lu Ziheng as soon as he returned.

"Luo He, how are you feeling, are you sure?"

"Can you rush to the top two hundred!"

"Is there any hope for the first two hundred?"

Luo He has been patient, he must be patient.

Otherwise, Sect Leader will be killed, he will not be able to get along in Jingyun Sect.

Then, Luo He forced a smile and said to Lu Ziheng: "Don't worry, Sect Leader, this time I am very confident, I can definitely rush to the top two hundred."

Indeed, Luo He did add something to it this time because of Lu Ziheng.

Therefore, this result is likely to be the best for respecting Yunzong in so many years.

For this, Luo He is also very helpless.

He can only curse in his heart: damn the first two hundred.

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