Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

With the conclusion of several competitions, the much-anticipated formation competition began.

What was shocking was that people once again saw Fu Ling'er's beautiful figure among the disciples participating in the competition on the high platform.

Now many people were not calm, whispering what kind of monster this woman was? Why is she everywhere? Even Nie Dacheng suspected that someone was causing trouble and called Chen Fangcai over for questioning.

"Chen Fangcai, did Fu Ling'er of Qiankun Palace sign up for the formation competition on her own, or did someone make trouble behind her back and add her name without authorization?" Nie Dacheng guessed that there was someone who couldn't stand Qiankun Palace's strong appearance. . He wanted to use despicable means to frame Fu Ling'er, and privately signed her up to participate in the formation competition. The purpose was to see Fu Ling'er's jokes and make her fall from the altar, thereby suppressing the arrogance of Qiankun Palace.

"No, absolutely not. Sect Master, at that time, the sect attendant took the man named Tang Jian to the registration office to register for the competition. At that time, it was clearly written on the paper that Fu Ling'er participated in the individual competition, Fu Ling'er and Fu Ling'er. The formation, yes, my subordinates were watching at the scene," Chen Fangcai was also extremely aggrieved. The sect leader blamed him for his incompetence in doing things.

"As long as no one is causing trouble, go ahead and host the formation competition properly," Nie Dacheng felt relieved. As long as it wasn't Penglai Immortal Sect's fault and someone wasn't causing trouble behind his back, he would be relieved.

As for the formation competition that Fu Ling'er was going to participate in, he was not only surprised but also surprised. No wonder Brother Wanqi was able to establish a sect on the Immortal Island. It turned out that he was confident. Even a small female disciple had such courage and ability. He was now looking forward to Fu Ling'er's performance in the formation competition.

Like him, everyone on the referee's bench also had doubts.

Three of the ten judges felt that Fu Ling'er overestimated her abilities. She had won two first places and stole the show. There was no need to put herself into an unbearable situation. If she lost then, people would only think that she had done what she had done before. Those are nothing more than sensationalism.

There were also referees who couldn't stand Fu Ling'er's behavior. They thought she was too ambitious and had too high expectations for herself, so they were a bit arrogant and their good impression of her was instantly reduced.

Of course, these ugly referees were pushed back by Lao Gui and Liang Zhen, neither softly nor hard. They couldn't blatantly help Fu Ling'er speak, but they could stop them and remind them.

They are serious referees and should not bring their personal emotions into judging the competition of their disciples. This will affect the judgment of the participating disciples' victory and defeat, which is unfair.

What's more, when the disciple participates in the formation competition, as long as the person meets the conditions and does not violate the rules of the competition, he is allowed to participate in the competition. No matter whether the person participates in one or several items, as a referee, he has no right to comment.

Those few people were pushed back by Lao Gui and Liang Zhen. They laughed sarcastically and couldn't refute them. After all, what they said was right. Most of their words were wrong in the first place.

The fifty-two disciples on the stage were ready, and Chen Fangcai announced that the rules of the formation competition would also be in the form of elimination.

In the first level, the Penglai Immortal Sect elders set up a large formation, and all the disciples entered the formation. The disciples who came out within the specified time were considered to have passed the first round of competition and entered the next round.

In the second level, the elders of the Penglai Immortal Sect also set up a formation and asked the disciples to break the formation. Whoever takes the shortest time within the specified time will advance to the next round.

In the third level, the participating disciples set up a formation, and the official sends people to break the formation, depending on the difficulty of the formation. Within the specified time, the longer it takes to break the formation, the greater the chance of winning.

As soon as Chen Fangcai finished announcing the rules, the formation competition began.

On the martial arts training ground, a large trapping formation was set up by Elder Sun Ji, a senior formation master from the Penglai Immortal Sect.

The door attendant brought the participating disciples to the formation, turned over the hourglass, and the timer started.

Fifty-two disciples entered the trap formation at the same time. Fu Ling'er immediately noticed that the first half of the formation was a maze. After passing through this maze, there was a small formation within an array, which was also a trap formation, and the last one was It is the Misty Formation. These successive trapping formations form a large trapping formation.

I originally thought that the trap formation in the first level was relatively basic and would not eliminate too many people, but as a result, many people were blocked in the maze of the first level. When Fu Ling'er walked out of the formation, there were still many people running around inside.

Fu Ling'er guessed that those people might have fallen into the misunderstanding of the senior formation masters, and their filter for the senior formation masters was too thick. They thought that how could the formation set up by such a high-ranking person be so weak? There must be a big mystery they didn't know waiting for them to discover.

The hourglass reached a third of the way, and Fu Ling'er was the first to walk out of the trap, followed closely by Sang Ziye from Qianji Sect, Wang Lilong from Shenzhou Valley, Tian Hui from Divine Doctor Sect, and Qi Shaoyu from Penglai Immortal Sect. , Zhang Kun from the Immortal Sword Sect, and more than a dozen people came out one after another.

The disciples who had left the formation all went to stand in a corner of the martial arts training ground, waiting for the last bit of quicksand in the hourglass to drain away. At the last moment, another person ran out in embarrassment. Luo Qi from Yama Palace, exactly 21 people advanced to the next round.

Elder Sun Ji had been waiting impatiently for a long time. He was also a little annoyed that such a simple trap could hold so many people in trouble? Are those people too good at it, or is he being difficult to deal with?

He didn't want to think too much about getting rid of the trap. He could clearly see that the disciples who had not come out were still running around, either spinning in place or pushing hard against the invisible wall in front of them.

The formation suddenly disappeared, and the disciples' eyes suddenly opened up. After a closer look, it turned out that the clown was themselves.

The door attendant invited them down, and the remaining twenty-one disciples were drawing numbers, ready to enter the next round of competition at any time.

Elder Sun Ji led several elders from the Formation Hall and jointly arranged twenty-one small formations. There are various types of formations, with varying degrees of difficulty.

As for what type of formation the disciples draw, it all depends on their luck.

"clang clang"

The competition began, each of the twenty-one people entered the corresponding formation with their own numbers, and the doorman's hourglass timing also started.

Fu Ling'er entered the No. 9 formation, which was a small fire formation. As soon as she stepped into the formation, the formation was activated.

For a moment, she immediately realized that a group of flames would appear from all directions and attack her at any time.

And the temperature on the ground is obviously gradually rising. She could already feel the temperature on the soles of her feet, and the heat in the air was gradually rising.

Fu Ling'er recited the magic formula silently and absorbed the fire element in the air. She said that her luck had always been very good. She entered the elemental formation and she happened to be able to practice fire. It was like it was tailor-made for her. Didn't you bring food to her?