That must be Zhao Zilong, Zhao Zilong has been practicing in the sect for many years, and his attainments in formations even make some sect elders feel ashamed."
"I also think Zhao Zilong will win. No matter how talented Ye Chen is, he is still a newcomer in the end."
Almost all the disciples in the field thought that Zhao Zilong would win, but no one thought that Ye Chen would win.
"Brother Zilong, please enlighten me!"
Ye Chen put one hand behind his back and raised the other hand toward Zhao Zilong.
"Come!"
The gourd on Zhao Zilong's waist shot out streaks of light, covering his surroundings, and formation patterns swam on the ground like spiritual snakes to form a formation.
Whoosh!
Ye Chen shot up from the ground like a cannonball and rushed straight towards Zhao Zilong.
"Are you not confident in your formation skills and are you trying to use melee combat to defeat me?"
"It's ridiculous!"
Zhao Zilong raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
Zhao Zilong quickly formed a series of hand seals.
Plan to launch the formation in advance to deal with Ye Chen!
Although the power that can be unleashed when the formation is activated now may not even be one-fifth of the original power.
But it is more than enough to deal with a newcomer who has just entered the sect!
As long as Ye Chen is injured, there will be plenty of time to arrange the formation.
Buzz!
The formation under Zhao Zilong's feet emitted a dazzling light.
then.
Streams of light converged into an extremely sharp dagger and struck Ye Chen from Zhao Zilong's back.
"break!"
Ye Chen punched out.
The terrifying coercion was released with the fist wind, shrouding the surrounding area.
The indestructible dagger immediately exploded into particles of light that filled the sky and dissipated into nothingness.
"What?"
Zhao Zilong's pupils suddenly shrank.
Although this formation has not yet exerted its full power, there should be no problem in repelling a person at the peak of the Saint Realm.
Is it possible that Ye Chen has a cultivation level above the peak of the Saint Realm?
Array Masters shouldn't have such strong martial arts abilities!
Just when Zhao Zilong was stunned.
Ye Chen's extremely sharp fist had already landed in front of him.
Only when his fist was a finger's width away from Zhao Zilong's face did Ye Chen stop.
The moment the fist stopped, the fierce wind caused Zhao Zilong's hair to deform.
"What just happened?"
"Zhao Zilong's formation was broken by Ye Chen's punch?"
Everyone was in a daze.
All this happened in the blink of an eye.
It happened too fast, too fast, too fast!
It’s so fast that they can’t even react!
After a while, everyone accepted this fact.
The veteran direct disciple Zhao Zilong was defeated with a punch by a disciple who had just joined the sect!
"Brother Ye has great skills."
Zhao Zilong admired it.
"Brother Zhao's formation is also very good, but it's a pity that he met me."
Ye Chen said calmly.
Zhao Zilong twitched the corners of his mouth.
Give you some sunshine and it will be bright, right?
"Elder Jiang actually brought in a martial artist?"
"Since he is a martial arts cultivator, Ye Chen's attainments in formations should not be very high."
The white-robed elder looked at Elder Jiang's face and thought to himself.
The old man in white robe did not regret Zhao Zilong's defeat.
At such a close range, when a martial artist encounters an array master, the array master is at an absolute disadvantage.
There was no way, he didn't know beforehand that Ye Chen was still a martial arts cultivator.
After a quarter of an hour.
The number of disciples in the field reached more than one hundred.
Gathered here are the Yin Yang Sect’s best formation master disciples.
"The rules of this formation competition are very simple. I saw the forest behind me. In the deepest part of the forest, there is a high wall. There are more than a hundred flags in the high wall. The first one to win
The person who gets the flag is ranked first, the second person who gets the flag is ranked second, and so on."
"Game start!"
An elder raised his voice and said.
The words just fell out.
Everyone in the field rushed into the forest one after another, and in an instant only some elders were left in the field.
"What do the elders say?
Who do you think will be the winner of our competition?"
An elder said.
"That is of course my disciple Zhao Zilong!"
The old man in white robe said proudly.
"Where's Zhao Zilong? Your Zilong was just punched to pieces by Elder Renjiang's disciple!"
An elder said angrily.
"I bother!"
"That's because my disciples don't know that Ye Chen is a martial artist."
"This forest is so vast. Zilong has plenty of time and space to fully arrange the formation. As long as the formation is successfully condensed, I still don't believe he can lose to Ye Chen again?"
The old man in white robe spat and said.
"Okay, okay, please watch the game patiently. You will know who is first after the game is over."
Elder Jiang said as a peacemaker.
He took the lead and flew over the forest to watch the game.
Others don’t know that Ye Chen is a dual practitioner of formation and martial arts, so doesn’t he know it himself?
He really wanted to see how envious and jealous the elders would be when they knew that they had recruited such an incredible genius.
At this moment.
Within the forest.
As soon as everyone entered, they all distanced themselves with a tacit understanding, found a safe place, and arranged the formation.
Ye Chen observed it for a while and chose to stop.
But Ye Chen did not choose to set up a formation, but stayed there quietly, observing the surroundings.
The reason why Ye Chen did this is very simple.
Not using formations can make others think that you are just a martial artist so that you can take them by surprise later.
After just a few moments.
The formations of everyone in the field were arranged.
There is an attack formation floating behind everyone.
Some people also arrange speed formations on the soles of their feet to enhance their speed.
boom!
The moment when most of the people in the field had arranged their formations.
An earth-shattering battle broke out in the field!
for a while.
Countless trees in the field were broken down.
Dust is flying all over the sky.
Everyone was fighting while moving towards the depths of the forest.
No one wants to let anyone get ahead of them.
"roll!"
Ye Chen was about to take the first place when he saw an formation master trying to attack him.
Only seen.
The formation behind the formation master flashed continuously, and overwhelming arrows flew out from it.
As soon as Ye Chen shook his fists, monstrous hurricanes quietly formed, protecting Ye Chen like an invisible wall.
Countless arrows were all blown away by the hurricane.
"What?"
The formation mage's expression changed.
Ye Chen came to the array master like a ghost and punched him in the chest.
The formation master flew to a huge rock dozens of meters away with his formation, and smashed it into countless rubbles.
A mouthful of blood spurted out from the formation mage's mouth.