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"What should we do?"
The Chief Elder and two others began to communicate with Divine Sense.
"Our Five Elements Sect has already fought the opening battles and lost two in a row, it's not suitable to continue fighting. Next up should be the Formation Mysterious Sect and the Proud Son of Heaven from the Shen Family to show their skills..."
The Chief Elder spoke with subtlety.
Sect Leader Chu and the Elder of the Shen Family were well aware of what he implied.
The Five Elements Sect was out of options.
Among the Qi Refinement Disciples, those two who fought earlier were already the best they could offer, yet they were effortlessly defeated by the Junior Formation Master.
Unless they allowed a Foundation Establishment First or Second Grade Disciple to step forward.
Otherwise, sending any more of the Five Elements Sect's inferior disciples would only result in further embarrassment.
But asking a Foundation Establishment disciple to fight would be completely bullying the weak, shameless. Such an act would be even more embarrassing to make public.
"Chief Elder, rest assured, I always do as I promise," Sect Leader Chu said with an air of ease.
"Next, let one of my Formation Mysterious Sect's disciples meet this Junior Formation Master."
The Formation Mysterious Sect was unlike the Five Elements Sect.
While the Five Elements Sect had been declining, the Formation Mysterious Sect was gradually flourishing.
Several geniuses in the sect possessed talents that were even superior to what I had in my youth.
Sect Leader Chu glanced at Mo Hua, who was sitting leisurely in the great hall, and slowly said:
"Young brother, let's compete with a First-grade Formation Method."
"A First-grade Formation Method?" Mo Hua was puzzled, "Didn't we already compete with that?"
"This time it's not about who draws better or faster; it's about who draws the more difficult one..."
Sect Leader Chu's eyes flashed with a sharp light. "I will send out a disciple from Formation Mysterious Sect. Each of you will draw a Formation. Whoever's Formation is more difficult, requires stronger Divine Sense, contains more Formation Patterns, will be the victor."
Mo Hua nodded, "Who will it be?"
Amidst the crowd, a Formation Mysterious Sect Disciple clad in a Five Elements Sect Taoist robe stepped forward.
Their previous conspiracy was to let the talented Formation geniuses pretend to be Five Elements Sect Disciples for the competition.
But now that Mr. Zhuang has exposed them and everyone present had sharp eyes, continuing the charade would only be self-deceptive and ridiculous.
This Disciple, full of talent, cupped his fists and said:
"I am Chu Xuan, a Direct Disciple of the Formation Mysterious Sect."
Mo Hua also cupped his tiny hands and said, "Mo Hua."
Then, feeling he missed a bit of grandeur without adding a title, he continued, "… a Direct Disciple of my master!"
He thought this statement was imposing enough.
Yet Chu Xuan found him somewhat childish and couldn't help shaking his head.
Afterward, the two started Drawing Formations.
Chu Xuan showed confidence in his strokes, as if inspired by the divine.
But Mo Hua was entangled in thoughts.
Competing on difficulty?
What level of difficulty should he choose for his Formation then?
Should it be the nine-patterned Reversed Spirit Formation, the eleven-patterned Thick Earth Formation, or the twelve-patterned Spiritual Pivot Formation?
If it's moderately difficult, he might not win.
If it's too difficult, though, it might be too ostentatious.
It's better to keep some of the real strength hidden…
Mo Hua discretely measured up Chu Xuan, calculating that he only needed to draw a slightly more difficult Formation to win. This Chu Xuan seemed quite polite, with proper speech and demeanor.
A little more difficult, win by a bit, leave him some face.
If it's significantly more difficult, it would show too much of a gap between them, which could be seen as impolite.
Mo Hua was thoughtful and considerate in his deliberation.
But how to know the difficulty of the Formation he could draw?
After some thought, Mo Hua's eyes brightened a bit.
He could calculate it.
After all, each was drawing their own, so sneaking a few glances wouldn't count as cheating.
Mo Hua took a look at Chu Xuan, slightly activated his Divine Sense, made a few calculations, and then he understood.
Although he didn't know which Formation Chu Xuan was drawing, he deduced from the trajectory of the Spiritual Power that it was likely above nine patterns and very close to ten patterns, but not quite there yet.