Like the competitions in medical skills and pharmacy skills, the battle formation competition is also divided into three parts: basics, theory and actual combat.
In the basic part, the referee gives twenty formations from easy to difficult. Ten people in the group start drawing at the same time, with a time limit of 25 minutes. The scoring criteria are speed, difficulty and effect.
This section clearly examined the contestants' proficiency in hand-drawing formations and the strength of their spiritual awareness. Based on past formation competitions, a contestant could only draw a maximum of seventeen formations within two quarters of an hour. This record was set by Fang Yuan from the previous competition.
Moreover, Fang Yuan had already broken through to the Nascent Soul stage at that time, which meant that these twenty formations were an almost impossible task to complete. They were only set there to make it an integer.
Therefore, most formation practitioners who are confident in their own abilities will skip the first few easier formations and choose to start drawing from the more difficult formations later on in order to get higher scores.
This is the case with Zhang Yang, who lives next to Tu Nian.
His cultivation at the peak of the foundation building stage made him choose to start drawing the formation directly from the seventh one. Compared with others who chose the third or fifth one, he was much more powerful than them in terms of momentum, and thus became the focus of the entire arena.
"As expected of Bi Hai, you are so confident."
"Looking at his cultivation level, he must be at least at the late Jindan stage, the best among all."
"We picked the dark horse so quickly, it looks like Bi Hai is going to have a good start."
Yeah yeah.
Listening to these moving discussions, Zhang Yang did not stop his actions and felt complacent in his heart.
He is also 23 years old. Although he cannot be compared with a genius like Fang Yuan, his level of the third level of the late Jindan period is already a good achievement.
This competition is his chance to become famous in one fell swoop. As long as he can win the championship in the competition, after returning to the sect, all his fellow disciples will bow down to him, and he will also be the number one in the new generation of Bi Hai!
But all this happened after the competition was over. What made Zhang Yang feel the happiest at the moment was Tu Nian, who was competing next to him.
He caught a glimpse of Tu Nian's move and almost couldn't help laughing out loud.
Spirit gathering array?
Is this person trying to be funny? Even the simplest formation takes a considerable amount of time to draw. Those who waste time on the first formation question are either too poor or simply don't know the formation competition techniques. In either case, this person is doomed to never achieve a better result than me.
"It seems I overestimated you. With your level, you are not worthy of being my opponent. Let others teach your class."
As Zhang Yang spoke, he cast a contemptuous look at Tu Nian, but Tu Nian acted as if he didn't hear him. He was still concentrating on drawing the first spirit gathering array. He didn't even raise his head, let alone notice his targeted contempt.
"Pretending."
Zhang Yang commented disdainfully at her lack of reaction. Turning back, he sneered and waved his whisk with familiarity, "I want to see how long you can keep pretending."
"What's going on? Didn't you tell Tu Nian about the formation competition?"
On the terrace, Xue Shiqian, who noticed Tu Nian's move, was looking at Nie Yanchen in surprise.
"What?"
Nie Yanchen was completely confused and obviously hadn't figured out the trick yet. Seeing that he really didn't understand, Xue Shiqian had no choice but to explain every detail of the formation competition to him in detail.
"Isn't this bullying?"
Nie Yanchen slammed the table after hearing this and said anxiously, "I'm not a formation cultivator, how could I know such details?"
"What's going on?"
Tai Shu Linglong, who was not far away, heard someone knocking on the table and looked at the two of them in surprise. At the same time, when she asked this question, the other people who had not noticed the knocking on the table also noticed it.
Yu Zhe had already seen Tu Nian appear, and understood what he meant. "It's normal to forget the rules after not participating in a competition for too long. A powerful master naturally doesn't lack this little advantage."
Although his tone was calm and nonchalant, it was full of sarcasm. Nie Yanchen could certainly treat it as a fart, but he was still annoyed.
"What's it to you?"
This straightforward sentence made it clear that he was not giving Yuzhe any face, and made his face turn pale.
"It's okay, I'm just chatting with Yan Chen."
Xue Shiqian knew him well, so he smiled and perfunctorily said something to everyone. Then he freed his hands to support Nie Yanchen and said to him soothingly, "There are still two items left to compare. It's just a matter of a hair's breadth, so don't take it too seriously."
"Besides, with Tu Nian's current condition, even if she doesn't exploit these loopholes, she can still get a good result in this area. Look at her, her movements are very calm."
That’s right, just as Xue Shiqian said, although Tu Nian did not take advantage of any loopholes, the formation questions that started from easy to difficult made it easier for her to find her own rhythm.
Compared with other formation practitioners who are already familiar with drawing formations, Tu Nian's movements may not be as fast, but they are very stable and there is almost no pause.
Her eyes were firm and focused, shining like stars. With each movement, the sword, Boqiu's transparent blade, became a brush in her hand, freely wielding it across the arena.
Gradually, Tu Nian adapted to the rhythm and began to speed up. Her movements became more and more streamlined. In less than half a cup of tea, the two formations were completely drawn by her hands.
At this time, there was less than a quarter of an hour left before the end of the competition. Zhang Yang, who had calmly finished drawing the twelfth formation question, was looking at the six formations in front of him with satisfaction, breathing in and out.
He was in very good shape today. If he continued at this pace, and nothing unexpected happened, he would be able to complete a total of thirteen formation questions, including two advanced formation questions fourteen and sixteen. It would definitely not be a problem for him to get first place in this event.
It can be said that he was lucky. The two high-end formation questions were the Moon Shadow Formation and the Blood Oath Formation. He had practiced the former before the competition, and he had memorized the latter when reviewing today. Although he was not very proficient in it, he still had the confidence that he could imitate it and make it work.
Thinking of this, he smiled confidently and took the opportunity to take a break to look around.
As expected, the formations drawn by other contestants could not compare with his in terms of quantity, quality or difficulty.
However, just as he was complacently withdrawing his gaze and preparing to draw the next formation, Tu Nian's formation flashed across his view, which made him suddenly startled.
Are you dazzled?
Zhang Yang's rational mind told him that he should focus on drawing the next formation now. Otherwise, if he continued to delay, he might not have enough time to go back and draw another formation. However, his instinct forced him to involuntarily turn his gaze to Tu Nian.
one two three……
It was indeed not Zhang Yang’s eyes that were dazzled. There were a total of eight formations lined up in front of Tu Nian!
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