This didn't even qualify as an appetizer.
Mo Hua looked up.
The Formation Pavilion was bustling with many more disciples.
Continuing this competition, who knew when it would end.
It needed to be "quickly resolved" once again.
So, while that disciple named Chu He was still explaining the first Formation, Mo Hua had already swiftly and effortlessly completed his explanation. Then he casually said,
"I'm done."
The Chief Elder and the others were startled once more, their hearts becoming somewhat numb by now. Explore more at
Mo Hua had undeniably won the Formation Explanation.
Mo Hua said bluntly, "Just come at me, and make it quick. I'm short on time..."
He was eager to learn the Five Elements Spirit Formation and then focus on Foundation Establishment.
His words came across as rather arrogant.
Everyone present was angry.
Soon, disciples who were not satisfied stood up to challenge Mo Hua in Formations.
Yet no matter what they tried, they were quickly defeated. When it came to Formations alone, none of the First-grade Formation Masters present were a match for him.
Gradually, everyone present lost their anger, replaced only with gravity.
A tinge of panic began to surface in their hearts.
He was skilled at drawing Formations, quick at it, knew Ultimate Formations of the First-grade, and was an expert at Formation Explanation.
He could even be considered impeccable...
In the Dali Mountain State boundary, disciples of Formation Masters gathered from all around, but surely not one of them could defeat this young cultivator...
The Old Ancestor of the Shen Family no longer kept his own counsel and instructed,
"Shen Wen."
A disciple stood out, his eyes blazing, as if he had been holding back for a long time.
"I'll compete with you in Calculation!"
The Chief Elder was greatly surprised, and Sect Leader Chu was also shaken.
Even Mr. Zhuang appeared slightly astonished.
The Old Ancestor of the Shen Family sighed deeply.
This was his trump card, something he had hoped to keep hidden.
Originally, he did not want to reveal it.
Shen Wen was his great-grandson, born with keen Divine Sense and meticulous thoughts. By chance, he had been taken in by a Great Formation Master and taught the Divine Sense Calculation Method.
The Great Formation Master had instructed him that Formation Calculation was a matter of secrecy, not to be disclosed, and he should be careful not to let any information leak out.
Thus, he had always kept his lips sealed.
But now, at the critical moment, he had no choice but to reveal it.
Calculation, huh...
This Golden Core Cultivator, a High-Grade Second Rank Formation Master himself, did not know this Formation knowledge. Perhaps this Junior Formation Master would at last...
The Old Ancestor of the Shen Family's thoughts were interrupted halfway when he heard Mo Hua casually say,
"Okay."
The Old Ancestor of the Shen Family's recently eased heart was clenched with tension again.
No way...
You, this child, know Divine Sense Calculation too?
Thus, the Old Ancestor of the Shen Family quickly found out that not only did Mo Hua know it, but he also performed the calculations quickly and accurately, with a relaxed and effortless demeanor.
The two were simultaneously calculating the Spiritual Power trajectories of a Formation.
Just as Shen began his calculations, Mo Hua had already finished.
Shen was defeated quickly and thoroughly, his face a complete loss of soul.
Similarly, Mo Hua started asking again,
"Anything else to compete in?"
The entire place fell deathly silent.
Seeing no one speaking, Mo Hua changed his question, "Anyone else?"
All the disciples were pale-faced.
Even the three Golden Core Elders were too shocked to speak.
They had never imagined that what was supposed to be a grand event would conclude so swiftly.
This Junior Formation Master, merely sitting quietly at the desk, became an impregnable gate, against whom none could prevail, truly defeating all the genius Formation Masters of the entire state boundary...
Just like Mr. Zhuang years ago...
No, there were some differences.
The Chief Elder's painful memories surfaced one after another.
Mr. Zhuang in those days was like a sharp sword bared for all to see, one they couldn't look at directly.
But this Junior Formation Master surnamed Mo, he had a reserved edge, a congenial temperament, like a naturally formed uncut jade.
He was simply an evil monster!
...
The Formation Pavilion was silent for a long time, and an eerie stillness fell among the disciples.
The three Golden Core Elders were also at a loss.
After what seemed like an eternity, Mr. Zhuang slowly stood up and said indifferently, "Are we done competing?"
The Chief Elder's heart quivered, but he couldn't find the words to reply.
Mr. Zhuang gave him a look, and with an unquestionable tone, said,
"The winner has been decided. Tomorrow, we shall come to the Formation Pavilion to learn the Five Element Ultimate Formation!"