"Zheng Fang?"
Mo Hua remembered, then asked, "What do you want to compete in?"
Zheng Fang shook his head, "In the matter of Formation, I concede I am not your equal, but I cannot accept my heart being unsatisfied if you teach me, so, I want to test you."
"Test me?"
"Yes," Zheng Fang nodded, "My family possesses a set of secret Formation techniques. I’ll draw it for you once, and you must reproduce it within two hours."
"If you do it, I will acknowledge that your aptitude in Formation is exceptional, your understanding profound, and you are indeed qualified to teach us!"
"I am testing your insight!"
Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, his expression one of surprise and disbelief.
Test me like this?
And such good fortune?!
You foolish child, are you testing me, or simply gifting me your family’s secret Formation?
Mo Hua’s eyes sparkled, but he tried his best to not appear too delighted, keeping a stern face and saying seriously,
"Yes, it is necessary to test me!"
"Good!"
Zheng Fang said solemnly, then moved to the Array Plate and said in an unfriendly tone,
"This Formation, although only First Grade and an entry-level one, is nevertheless my Zheng Family’s exclusive Formation. I won’t tell you its name, I will only draw it once, and if you can’t learn it, then just admit defeat honestly!"
"Mhm, mhm!"
Mo Hua nodded eagerly, filled with anticipation.
Zheng Fang began to draw.
As soon as the first stroke landed, Mo Hua’s gaze sharpened.
Thunder Pattern!
"This is…Thunder Pattern?"
The Thunder Pattern from the Eight Trigrams Formation?!
The secret Formation of the Zheng Family was actually… the rare Eight Trigrams Thunder Formation?!
Mo Hua was taken aback.
Other disciples with wider experience were also astonished,
"This is a Thunder Series Formation?"
"It’s difficult to learn…"
"Even if Mo Hua has superb insight, he couldn’t possibly learn it in two hours..."
"Exactly, exactly."
"But isn’t this a bit underhanded..."
"It seems a little like victory without honor…"