Su Jinyue looked at Zhan Yihan. Even when he walked into the crowd, he still stood out from the crowd, as if everyone around him had become the background. A faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. Her Yihan was just that outstanding.
Seeing the smile on Su Jinyue's face, Qin Feng smiled and said, "It seems that you are very confident in Junior Brother Zhan." Of course, he hoped that the winner would be Junior Brother Zhan, or the disciples of their Secluded Immortal Palace. If they won the first battle, the following disciples would be full of fighting spirit.
"Of course!" Su Jinyue raised her eyebrows and smiled.
Qin Feng laughed heartily and looked at Zhan Yihan with a hint of envy in his eyes. When would he find a companion like Junior Sister Su who trusted him, appreciated him, and loved him?
The deacon walked up to the group participating in the first match, glanced at them, and said in a deep voice, "This match is about formations. Elder Fei will set up the formation next. Whoever emerges first will be the winner. Do you understand?"
"I understand!" everyone responded in unison.
The deacon nodded and stepped aside.
Elder Fei stepped forward and waved his hand. A flag descended, instantly activating the previously deployed formation. This formation was a seventh-level formation. To escape it, one needed to be a seventh-level Immortal Formation Master, or they would have to slowly decipher it. Of the four major sects participating in the competition, only the Escape Immortal Palace had a seventh-level Immortal Formation Master. The other three sects did, so the only victors would be those three. While this was unfair to the Escape Immortal Palace, it was their own fault for being so weak.
Zhan Yihan glanced at the disciples from the other three sects, waved his hand, threw out a formation flag, and stepped forward, exiting the formation. He was an eighth-level immortal formation master; how could a seventh-level formation possibly trap him? Of course, he didn't want to be so conspicuous, but he saw that three of the disciples from the other three sects had already waved their formation flags, preparing to break the formation. He didn't want to lose, so he had no choice but to be conspicuous.
"How is this possible?!" In the stands, the Tianyi Sect's leader and the Peak Master of Formation Peak suddenly stood up, staring in disbelief at Zhan Yihan, who had already emerged from the formation. Spies had reported that Zhou Zishuang and Luo Qianao of the Formation Peak of the Dunshi Immortal Palace were not participating in the exchange competition, but had instead sent a new disciple, Zhan Yihan. Spies had also specifically investigated Zhan Yihan, and found him to be only a Level 5 Immortal Formation Master. So how could he possibly be the first to emerge from the formation?
“This is too fast!”
"When did the Secluded Immortal Palace have such a powerful disciple? Why haven't I heard of it?"
"Didn't they say that Luo Qianao from the Formation Peak of the Escaped Immortal Palace would not be participating in this exchange competition?"
"I've seen Luo Qianao, but he is not Luo Qianao, and Luo Qianao is only a sixth-level immortal formation master." Everyone looked at Zhan Yihan in a daze, their eyes full of shock.
"Zhan Yihan is truly formidable. The Sect Leader will surely be delighted to learn of this," Elder Li said with a hearty laugh. Every time they participated in a sect exchange competition, the Dunshi Immortal Palace was consistently crushed by the other three sects. This time, they could finally hold their heads high.
“No wonder the Sect Master and Master Gu Feng were so confident in handing this important task to Zhan Yihan. He really didn’t let everyone down. Hahahaha…”
"It would be great if our Secluded Immortal Palace could win every match this quickly," the elders of the Secluded Immortal Palace said happily. This was the first time they had felt so proud.
"Junior Sister Su, look! We won! Junior Brother Zhan is amazing!" Qin Feng said happily. He knew that Junior Brother Zhan was good at formations, but he didn't expect him to be so powerful. Before the disciples of the other three sects could react, he had already emerged from the formation.
"Yeah." Su Jinyue smiled brightly. She had known Yihan would win.
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