Chapter 899 Transformation Formation

"Mo Chen, although the practice of soul power is just a competition, you must do what you can, and you should be responsible for those who are promoted. If you are unable to improve, it will harm both others and yourself." Lin Fengying couldn't bear the shock. He reminded him that he knew Mo Chen's strength, even in the previous state, he couldn't maintain the ninth-order realm, how could he improve the ninth-order martial soul?

"Hmph, overestimate your own capabilities." Dongfang Yu even disdain to make a sound.

The crowd was also in an uproar, and those warriors who met the conditions all backed away, as if they didn't dare to let Mo Chen improve his martial spirit.

"A group of cowards, if I hadn't already raised the level of Wuhun and others, I would have wanted Chen Shao to be promoted. Such a good opportunity is in front of me, and I don't know how to cherish it, hum." Seeing this, Pu Huaqing looked at the crowd sarcastically.

"Chen Shao won the first level. The strength of the soul is beyond doubt. Even other people dare to upgrade the ninth-rank first-rank martial soul. How difficult is it for Chen Shao to upgrade the second-rank, not to mention the second-rank, but the third-rank How difficult is the fourth grade?" Liang Wenyao said.

Having said that, but Mo Chen's proud attitude and indifferent attitude make people uncertain and dare not try it lightly.

In the second round of the competition, all those who sign up, as long as they meet the selection conditions of the contestants, the contestants can choose one person at will. Many people fought hard and wanted to be selected, but at this moment, those ninth-order second-grade martial arts All the warriors kept their heads down, for fear of being selected by Mo Chen.

"I don't make things difficult for you, this time, the promotion of martial soul is voluntary." Mo Chen looked at the warriors calmly, and said: "I just want to say, trust me, you won't be disappointed."

Those martial artists looked at each other in blank dismay, but no one dared to stand up.

"Forget it, the old man's martial spirit has been stuck in the second rank for decades, and it is difficult to improve without special opportunities. The achievements in this life can only be stuck in the peak level of Emperor Zun's second rank. If you miss it, even if you still have a chance in the future, I’m afraid you won’t dare to try again.”

An old man of nearly a hundred walked out of the crowd, walked towards Mo Chen slowly, and said seriously: "Any opportunity will come with risks, and I will leave the old man's martial spirit to you."

Mo Chen smiled lightly and said, "What's your name?"

"Qiu Qiang." The old man replied.

Mo Chen nodded and said: "I only ask you for one thing, that is, don't resist during the promotion process. If you can do this, I can promise the success of the promotion."

Qiu Qiang's eyes lit up, and he said solemnly: "We must fully cooperate."

"Very well, let's take a rest, relax, and get ready to start later." Mo Chen said.

"Mo Chen, I helped you succeed." After Lin Fengying finished speaking, she withdrew her gaze and raised herself in the soul refining formation arranged on the ring.

Seeing this, Dongfang Yu also devoted himself to improving. He and Lin Fengying chose the same level of martial arts. The length of time spent also determines their ranking. In this round, he can no longer lose to Lin Fengying.

The rest of the people have already invested in the promotion, racing against the clock to get busy.

Dongfanghong came to Mo Chen's side, and asked worriedly: "Young Master Chen, are you sure?"

Mo Chen responded with a confident smile, and said, "Don't worry, if you try your best in this round, you won't lose much to Dongfang Yu."

Dongfanghong nodded, and then began to improve.

The second round of competition has officially started, and everyone's eyes are on Mo Chen. Compared with other people, Mo Chen's improvement is the most eye-catching, but Mo Chen doesn't seem to be in a hurry to make a move, just sitting cross-legged in the ring On the ground, it seems to be practicing.

As time went by, many people's eyes also began to move away and fell on other players.

"Lin Fengying and Dongfang Yu's speed is comparable, who of you two can finish first?"

"It's hard to say. The strength of the two seems to be equal. Before the result comes out, it's really hard to guess."

"How do you bet on this game?"

……

As the competition progressed, the betting for the second level also started early, but it was not as crazy as the first level. After all, most of the first level was wrong, and there was not so much money to continue betting. Save all the money in the third level of martial arts, to suppress Mo Chen.

For the third level of martial arts, everyone is full of confidence in Mo Chen, and they are all waiting for the last level to earn a lot of money.

"what!"

At this moment, some troubles were encountered in the promotion of some elementary soul emperors, which made the promoted martial souls tremble wildly, as if they were about to collapse. Someone in the Eight Banners seat took action in an instant, suppressing the trend of collapse, Wuhun calmed down, and at the same time, announced the failure of the contestants.

Seeing this scene, Qiu Qiang was quite relieved. It turned out that at critical moments, people from the Wuhun Hall would also intervene. In this way, not to mention the success of the promotion, at least the Wuhun could be guaranteed.

With the passage of time, most of the people's promotion has been completed, either succeeded or failed, only some seed players are still going all out to improve.

But Mo Chen still didn't move, he was cross-legged on the ring, as if he had fallen asleep.

Soon, the promotion of those seeded players was completed one after another, without any failure, and the completion time was almost the same, with only a slight difference.

After careful evaluation, Wang Simiao, who had just entered the late eighth stage, was still the last one to finish, followed by Leng Hao, Cao Zhen, Chu Feibai, and Xiahou Dun. get first.

If Lin Fengying, Dongfang Yu, and Mo Chen all fail to advance, then Dongfanghong will be able to win the championship, at least, Xianghongqi will also be able to get the third seat, which makes Dongfanghong a lot of voices in the Xianghongqi camp .

"Hmph, I won't lose to you again in this round." Dongfang Yu took the time to glance at the situation on the ring. Seeing that Dongfanghong had been promoted successfully, there was a strong fighting spirit in his eyes, and the speed in his hands began to increase. Speeding up, the extremely strong soul power quickly spread out and landed on the martial soul on the soul refining formation.

"Chichi!"

There were bursts of trembling sounds from the martial soul, but it was not chaotic, but very rhythmic. At the same time, the brilliance that bloomed from the martial soul became more and more profound. Obviously, it was about to be successfully promoted.

"Make it for me!"

With a loud roar, Dongfang Yu urged out all the power of the soul in his body, enveloping the martial soul and continuously climbing, and finally completed the ascension with a soft sound.

The Martial Soul shining with golden light was suspended in mid-air, appearing extraordinary in momentum.

"Buzz!"

Almost at the same time, Lin Fengying also completed the improvement of Wuhun, but in the end it was still half a beat behind, because of the jet lag, his grades fell behind Dongfang Yu.

"Successful, both Dongfang Yu and Lin Fengying have been promoted successfully."

"Ninth-rank Martial Soul, that is a ninth-rank Martial Soul, the future of the Martial Soul Hall must be very powerful."

……

The two Dongfang Yu successfully promoted the ninth-level martial soul, not only the person who was promoted was excited, but even the people around them were surprised by the future of the Wuhun Temple. The ninth-level martial spirit can be successfully promoted at will. In the future, I am afraid that All martial spirits have a great possibility to be promoted to the ninth-order peak.

In this way, it may be possible to expand the book of hundred souls.

Dongfang Yu proudly glanced at Dongfanghong, a trace of unwillingness flashed in the latter's eyes, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Immediately, Dongfang Yu looked in Mo Chen's direction again. Right now, he has the best result. If Mo Chen fails, he will be the champion of the second level.

However, when he looked at him, his face sank for an instant, because Mo Chen was still cross-legged there, and he didn't make a move at all, as if he had fallen asleep.

"Mo Chen, what are you doing?" Dongfang Yu asked.

Mo Chen opened his eyes, and said calmly: "What am I doing, do I need to report to you?"

Dongfang Yu snorted: "Everyone has been promoted, but you still haven't made a move. If you are not sure, then just admit defeat. If this continues, is it possible that everyone will spend with you?"

"Dongfang Yu is right, time is limited, how can it go on like this, if Mo Chen has not made a move, is it possible to wait for him all the time?"

"That is, if he is sitting there practicing, and when he has enough strength to make a move, is it possible that we have to wait forever?"

Dongfang Yu's words attracted the approval of many people, obviously they were the ones who lost the first bet.

Xia Houjin also said: "That's right, since it's a competition, there should be a time limit. Otherwise, if he sits here for three to five years, is it possible that we have to wait for another three to five years?"

Xue Zijie frowned slightly. He had never met someone who was slow to make a move before. This Mo Chen was definitely the first one. He didn't know what the hell Mo Chen was doing.

But as the host of the Martial Soul Conference, he also had to say, "Mo Chen, the time for the competition is limited, do you want to make a move?"

"There was no time limit in advance, but now you are forcing me, ahem, is it really okay to do this?"

Mo Chen stood up slowly, waved his hands and said: "Forget it, I am kind, so I won't hold you accountable, just give me a stick of incense time is enough."

The crowd was speechless. It was obvious that he himself hadn't made a move and wasted others' time, but when the words came out of his mouth, he himself was innocent. But thinking about it carefully, it seemed that it was the same thing, leaving everyone speechless.

Xia Houjin's eyes flashed, as if he was afraid of Mo Chen's repentance, he hurriedly said: "Okay, I will give you a stick of incense time, if you can't finish it, I will consider you a failure."

Mo Chen glanced at Xia Houjin with disdain, then ignored him, walked around the ring, stretched out his palms, and countless top-grade primordial stones fell into his hands, crushed into powder by him, and landed on a soul refinery. In the array.

"Time." Xia Houjin didn't care so much, seeing Mo Chen start to start the time.

Mo Chen didn't panic, he crushed the primordial stone in an orderly manner, turning it into countless ribbons, floating in the soul refining formation.

"What is he doing, instead of taking the time to improve his martial soul, he is playing with the soul refining formation. Could there be problems with this formation?" The crowd began to discuss.

"This is……"

On the Eight Banners seat, Shan Jingtian's eyes narrowed slightly, and many sharp-eyed people also saw Mo Chen's tricks. He was not checking the soul refining formation, but transforming the soul refining formation into a refining formation. Formation method.

Many people's hearts were shocked suddenly, causing huge waves. Although the soul refining formation and the refining formation are easy to build, but wanting to change them with a single gesture, the difficulty is comparable to the difficulty of building it More than ten times, if there is no certain research on the formation, it is absolutely impossible to do it.

This little boy actually knows so much, and his smooth and unrestrained feeling is like a master of a generation.

The most shocking thing is his purpose, why did he change the formation?
The reason why Mo Chen didn't do anything was because the soul refining formations in the arena were limited. If he wanted to improve his martial soul, one soul refining formation might not be enough, so he waited until the other people's promotion was over, and then reformed a refining formation Law.

With both formations activated at the same time, he has enough confidence to raise his martial soul to the ninth rank.

(End of this chapter)

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