Villain: There are too many children of luck, I am so bad at it

The old man was very tired, but he was still very busy.

‘It won’t work this way. Do I have to add a fifth-grade formation as well? ’

Yu Pingan looked at the sixth-grade portable formation he made to show off himself and silently gave up the idea.

It was too late. The remaining time was not enough for him to rebuild the formation. All he could do was to continue to improve the portable formation in front of him.

Originally, he thought that he would compare himself with Bai Feng, who was taught and taught the portable formation by Master Liu Meng, with his own portable formation. Even if he lost in the formation, he would still be defeated with honor, but now, the identities were reversed.

Even if he won the opponent when breaking into the formation, what would happen? He was the eldest senior brother of Fengling Sect, while the opponent was just an ordinary disciple who was unknown to the public. Even if the opponent lost, people would not discuss how strong he was, but that Guo Xiao could be on par with him.

After thinking of this, he stared at the formation in front of him, and his heart calmed down.

As the time of the competition ended, he also completed the last point.

Guo Xiao also finished the production at the last moment. He looked at the sixth-grade formation built by himself, and a smile from the heart appeared on his face-he succeeded!

Then he turned his head to look at Yu Pingan and the sixth-grade formation made by Yu Pingan, and he still had a smile on his face.

He knew that he could not break through the sixth-grade formation made by Yu Pingan, and he would most likely lose this competition, but it didn't matter anymore.

"Brother Yu, please."

He stretched out his hand to "invite" Yu Pingan.

Yu Pingan stared at him with a very complicated look, as if he was recalling, and as if he was thinking.

Finally, he lowered his head and said slowly: "I apologize for my arrogant attitude before."

"Brother Yu, what do you mean?"

Guo Xiao was a little surprised. He thought a lot about Yu Ping'an's reaction, and he was even prepared for him to ridicule him, but he didn't guess that Yu Ping'an would actually apologize to him.

"When I saw you, I realized that I had strayed too far from my original intention." Yu Ping'an shook his head and turned away. "Let's not break through this formation. I can't break through the sixth-grade formation. Let's treat this competition as a draw."

Guo Xiao felt a little puzzled, and he didn't think Yu Ping'an would not be able to break through. First of all, in order to save time, he made a simplified version of the sixth-grade formation. Secondly, because it was the first time to make it, there were many problems with the formation. He believed that it should not be difficult for Yu Ping'an to crack it with his level.

But in the end, he shrugged and gave up thinking, and went down the stage with Yu Ping'an.

Yu Pingan might be saying something polite, but he really couldn't get through the sixth-grade formation. Since Yu Pingan had already said that the game would end in a draw, he wouldn't be so stupid as to insist on experiencing the sixth-grade formation made by Yu Pingan. That would simply be asking for trouble.

At the same time, Bai Feng, who was in the stands, closed his eyes in pain.

Yu Pingan, what the hell do you mean? I won't compete with you, so you use this method to disgust me, right?

You still can't get through the sixth-grade formation, bullshit!

I'm so angry! Why did Yu Pingan give up? How did a good situation become like this?

[Ding, it is detected that the host is strategizing and has set up the game early. He has used several formation books to improve the formation level of the disciples with less talent, and has fought Yu Ping'an to a draw, severely hitting Yu Ping'an's arrogance. Reward luck value +666, the work of an unknown immortal: "Terrain Formation·Poison Pool"]

Bai Feng looked at the system pop-up window and finally sighed. Sure enough, it came.

Although Yu Ping'an seemed to have realized something in the end, and a draw seemed to be a good thing for him, the problem was that he did fight a draw with an ordinary disciple of the Tianjian Sect, and his reputation was severely hit. He had never heard that the system could offset merits and demerits, so the luck value was indispensable.

Speaking of which, this poison pool always feels a little familiar, and it arouses his painful memories. System, the unknown immortal you mentioned, could it be a guy named a certain old thief?

'Forget it, don't think about these, just pass the team competition first. ’

Bai Feng shook his head. Although the plan failed, the competition still had to be held. He slowly stood up and walked towards the Tianjian Sect team with Su Lanqian who had been prepared.

At the same time, an elder from a holy land also came on stage and said: "Because the rules of the team competition were proposed by Bai Feng, a disciple of the Tianjian Sect, in this competition, Bai Feng will only be responsible for commanding the formation construction and will not help."

And already

Yu Pingan, who returned to his seat, suddenly narrowed his eyes - if that was the case, it meant that Bai Feng did not deliberately stagger with him in order to maintain his victory.

'Heh, he actually gave up his greatest advantage, he is really brave. '

Yu Pingan slowly sat up straight, he wanted to see what Bai Feng wanted to do.

…

“Just like what the elder said, I am only responsible for commanding the formation construction, and I will not help.” Bai Feng said to the Tianjian Sect disciples who participated in the team competition, “So when to harass the opponent and how to defend against the opponent’s interference is up to you.”

He saw the solemnity on the faces of the Tianjian Sect disciples, so he comforted them a few more words: “You don’t have to be too nervous, believe in yourself, even if you lose, it’s okay, after all, the opponent is Fengling Sect.”

“Don’t worry, Junior Brother Bai, we will never lose!”

“Yes, with Junior Brother Bai’s command, we have already won too much against them!”

“Stop, wait until we win.” Bai Feng stretched out his hand to interrupt them. He couldn’t stand the words of opening champagne at the beginning, “Then, Senior Sister Su will be in charge of the command next. If there is no objection, let’s go.”

Seeing that no one objected, Bai Feng brought the Tianjian Sect disciples to the competition venue.

The Fengling Sect disciples on the opposite side were all full of fighting spirit, not only because of the grudges between the two sides in the secret realm, but also because Fengling Sect must not lose this battle!

It would be fine if Bai Feng, the genius of formation, personally participated, but now he was restricted and was only responsible for commanding the formation construction. If they could still lose to a group of Tianjian Sect disciples who were lower than them in such a favorable situation, then they, the Fengling Sect disciples, would be too ashamed to face people.

"The competition begins."

With the order from the elder of the holy land, the disciples of both sides instantly became busy.

Bai Feng did not take action, just as the elder said before, but "wandered" in the formation:

"Brother, wait a moment, the southwest has not caught up yet, and there will be problems if you draw the formation pattern now."

"Don't worry, this kind of multi-person formation requires observing the progress of others, and you can't be fast or slow. If you are fast, it will cause trouble."

"Brother with green hair, you drew a wrong formation pattern. You don't need to erase it and redraw it. Change it to..."

Bai Feng seemed to be walking and stopping irregularly in the formation, but every time he could accurately appear at the place where the problem was about to occur and give a timely reminder.

Perhaps his behavior seemed a bit unnecessary or even a bit noisy to outsiders, but in the eyes of the formation master, it was not the case. Bai Feng's reminder was very timely, avoiding the formation conflict caused by mistakes. Not only did it not disturb other people, it even increased the construction speed.

At this time, Yu Ping'an's face gradually became solemn. He could see Bai Feng's control over the multi-person formation, which required a solid foundation and keen observation.

He could even find some subtle details in time, as if the entire formation was transparent in front of him, and there were no secrets.

He couldn't do it like Bai Feng.

Thinking of his previous opinion of Bai Feng, he couldn't help but laugh at himself in his heart-the most ridiculous thing was himself!

This was not a waste of his talent. I'm afraid that the recording device was just made by Bai Feng for fun, but he was blinded by anger and prejudice, holding such a ridiculous idea to laugh at the other party.