Seeing a few more people coming, Yi Feng was completely speechless.
"Okay, okay, whatever you say is okay?"
"I'm awesome, okay?"
"If you say I am seventh grade, I will be seventh grade. If you say I am eighth grade, I will be eighth grade. Is that okay?"
Yi Feng cursed and slammed the courtyard door. He finally saw it clearly, but he couldn't explain it to these people. No matter how you explain it, they think you are awesome.
But you can just say that he is really good at formations, but damn, he can't even set up a focusing formation.
However.
The young men and women kneeling at the door were not calm at all.
"Did senior show his cards just now?"
A woman with beautiful features asked nervously.
"Yes, senior, what do you mean, he can also be in the eighth grade?"
A young man answered.
Hear the words.
Everyone present looked at each other and gasped in unison.
Big news.
Breaking news!
I originally thought that the senior was at the seventh level, but now it seems that he is at least the eighth level!
A few people knew that there was no hope of becoming a disciple today, so they flew out in all directions.
"Senior brother, shocking news!"
A young man rushed back to the restaurant and said to a waiting man: "I just heard my senior say from his own mouth that he can be seventh or eighth grade. The meaning of this is very clear. In other words, what we said before is
His judgment was wrong, his real rank is at least eighth rank!"
"What?"
The man stood up suddenly.
"The lowest level is eight, junior brother, are you sure you're not mistaken?" he asked in horror.
"Absolutely true!"
The young man said.
"This news is really shocking!"
After saying that, he rushed out like a stream of light, and couldn't wait to share the news with his friends.
When everyone was gathered together by him, he couldn't wait to start talking.
"Everyone, I have called you here today to tell you some breaking news!" the man said solemnly.
Hear the words.
Everyone looked at him and couldn't help but ask: "What kind of news is it so solemn?"
The man collected his thoughts and then said solemnly: "My junior brother got the news that the senior who cracked the Heavenly Demon Formation was not a seventh-level formation mage, but the lowest eighth-level one!"
As soon as these words were spoken, it was like dropping a bombshell, like a thunder that resounded in everyone's minds.
Several men suddenly stared in shock.
"Eighth grade..."
"The lowest level is eight..."
"In other words, this senior is most likely a ninth-grade formation mage?"
"Yes, it is possible!"
The man nodded solemnly.
"hiss!"
Everyone gasped and sighed.
"Ninth-grade, ninth-grade array mage!"
"Oh My God!"
"Your news is too explosive. No, I have to report this news back to the teacher as quickly as possible."
"Yes, I also want to report immediately the appearance of a ninth-grade formation mage. This kind of news must be reported as soon as possible!"
For a while.
All kinds of news are spreading like crazy from this small Tianyong City.
"What, a ninth-grade formation mage?"
In a stern hall, several old men looked at the secret report in their hands. Their hands trembled and they almost didn't recover.
"Hiss, ninth-level formation mage, go and ask the leader to go there immediately and build a good relationship!"
In another major force, after receiving the news, several supreme elders directly went out to issue orders.
And in other places in Tianzhen Xianzhou, the same scene is also playing out...
From this moment on.
From all sides of Tianzhen Xianzhou, more people came to this small Tianyong City after receiving the news.
Some want to have a good relationship.
Some just want to take chances.
Some want to become apprentices.
And even those lower-level formation masters who just wanted to observe the true appearance of this ninth-grade formation master couldn't wait to rush over.