At this time, everyone has begun to set up the formation.

Xiao Bei also started to take action and carve a formation.

Lu Xiaoran took a special look with his spiritual sense, and it turned out that this guy was really capable.

The strength of the formation he carved has reached 50% of his current level.

However, judging from the boy's tone, he seemed to be the reincarnation of a great emperor.

It seems that he, the Great Emperor, is not that great, because array carving requires technique rather than cultivation, so even if he is no longer an emperor, his array carving technique will not decline in the slightest.

However, at this moment, Wangcai's clear female voice suddenly rang in Lu Xiaoran's ears.

"Ding! The Son of Luck has been detected. Hunting the Son of Luck will unlock multiple gift packs, plunder the luck, upgrade the system, and increase the rewards provided in the future."

Hearing this voice, Lu Xiaoran was startled.

"By hunting down the son of luck, can you get a big explosion of gift packs?"

"Yes."

Lu Xiaoran was silent for a moment.

"Should I slap him to death right now?"

"The son of luck, blessed with great fortune, is not judged by strength. If not properly controlled, the master may suffer a backlash."

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Lu Xiaoran was speechless for a while.

"Well, I better finish today's game first."

After he finished speaking, he swept his spiritual sense across the entire place, and everyone's strength became instantly clear.

"What place did you get? Hmm."

Lu Xiaoran began to think.

Tianjianmen currently has 80th place, but Wu Fengyun may have a backup plan and will definitely want to steal the show today. I guess he will try hard to get to around 70th place.

But Lu Xiaoran didn't want to be in the spotlight.

"Then I'll just take 30th place. It's not too strong, nor too weak. It's an upper-middle grade result. It will make the sect master and his men happy, but it won't make people pay too much attention to me."

Thinking of this, Lu Xiaoran began to adjust the strength of his attack and started carving the formation work.

In the competition field, the sounds of tiger roars and dragon roars could be heard from time to time. Those were the formation masters from the top few places. Because their formations were closer to perfection, they seemed to have a bit of vitality, which also attracted the exclamations of many people.

The entire competition lasted for an hour, and Lu Xiaoran only took about two minutes to complete it. He spent the rest of the time dozing off.

As soon as the bell rang to signal the end of the competition, he immediately went to hand in his paper.

"It's finally over."

Stretching, Lu Xiaoran followed the crowd and walked out of the competition venue.

The clan leader and others immediately stepped forward and showed their warm concern.

"Xiao Ran, thank you for your hard work. How is it going?"

Lu Xiaoran nodded.

"Not bad."

"Then do you have confidence in how many places you will get?"

"I can't say for sure, but it shouldn't be too bad."

"That's good, that's good. The results will come out very quickly. Let's wait for a moment. It will be out soon."

"Um."

Lu Xiaoran had just hummed lightly when the sarcastic voices of people from Tianjian Sect rang in everyone's ears again.

"Master, how did you perform today?"

"Not bad. I was in a good mood today and played at my best."

"Hiss! Sect Master, you only performed at 80% of your level in the last two times. If you perform at your best level today, I'm afraid you will have to be in the top 70!"

Everyone from the Demon Sect stared at them with displeasure.

"Why are you showing off? When the results come out, we'll show them how we can slap them in the face."

Speak of Cao Cao and he will appear.

Just as he finished speaking, two disciples from Xuanwu Zhenzong came out to announce the results.

Xuanwu Zhenzong is a major sect in formations. Even if they hire ten examiners, they can complete the examination in less than a minute.

"The results are out."

No one knew who shouted, but everyone ran over quickly. Sect Leader Chen and others also immediately surrounded them.

"Hiss! The first place is still Master Xiao! Master Xiao is really too strong!"

Countless voices praising Xiao Bei were heard in the crowd again. The passion of a dog licker will never die out.

The people from Tianjian Sect took a quick glance and quickly turned their attention to the lower level. They didn't need to consider the middle and upper levels because they, the Tianjian Sect, didn't have the strength to go in.

"Master, it's number sixty-nine! It's number sixty-ninth! Hahahaha."

A sharp-eyed elder had already discovered the ranking of their Tianjian Sect. Wu Fengyun looked in the direction he pointed and immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Then, a happy smile appeared on his face.

His hard work yesterday was not in vain today.

In this way, the Demonic Sect would be completely suppressed by him, without any chance of recovery.

"Quick, find the location of the Heavenly Demon Sect?"

Everyone hurried to find the location of the Demon Sect.

"One hundred without them."

"Not even one hundred and twenty."

"Ninety doesn't have them either."

Just as everyone was staring with wide eyes looking for him, Wu Fengyun suddenly felt someone patting his shoulder.

"Um?"

He looked back and was met with the fake smiling face of Sect Leader Chen.

"What are you doing?"

Sect Leader Chen forced himself to hold back his laughter and said:

"Brother Wu, can't you find the ranking of our Heavenly Demon Sect?"

Wu Fengyun's heart skipped a beat, and he had a vague bad feeling.

"What exactly do you want to say?"

Sect Leader Chen gritted his teeth, trying to hold back his laughter until his face turned blue, then he pointed upwards.

"You have to look up there, in the middle and upper levels. Do you see it?"

Following the direction he pointed, Wu Fengyun and others turned their heads to look and were instantly petrified on the spot.

Thirty people!

Are you kidding?

That kid Lu Xiaoran actually managed to get 30th place?

That brat?

He looks like a little kid who is at most thirty years old?

"Brother Wu, seriously, before Xiao Ran went on stage, I really told him to maintain a good relationship between the two sects, to let it slide a little, and not to take it too seriously. Unfortunately, he just went a little too hard, and I'm really sorry that he left your Tianjian Sect so far behind."

Wu Fengyun's face twitched suddenly, and the veins on his forehead were exposed.

He really wanted to hit someone, but this was Xuanwu Zhenzong, and he had to give Xuanwu Zhenzong some face.

Otherwise, if Xuanwu Zhenzong got angry, he would not be able to bear it easily.

The other Tianjian Sect elders could all feel Wu Fengyun's anger. They all held their breath and looked at their sect leader cautiously.

"Master, what should we do now?"

Wu Fengyun clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, slapped Master Chen's hand away, turned around and left, and said coldly:

"Return to Tianjianmen."

"Ah? Then what about our competition? There are still several games to be played."

"I'm not going to compete anymore. I'm withdrawing."

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