1320: C1320 Is It a Maze or a Formation

C1320 Is It a Maze or a Formation

Is it a maze or a formation?

Two days and two nights later, another three Participant had used up all his energy and left the competition.

Zhang Xing was the only one left on the scene.

The disciples of the various sects who had come in high spirits did not have the patience to watch Zhang Xing close his eyes and rest.

They thought they could see some shocking news, but in the end, they saw Zhang Xing sleeping.

"Forget it. I don't think Zhang Xing has any amazing performance."

"I think so too. After all, it's an ancient broken formation. It's not something that can be researched in two or three days."

"Let's go. We'll go back and do what we should do."

On the other side, zhang Qi, Tian Hao, You Fang and Zhang Bufan and Princess Tianfeng also watched the whole night.

Other than Princess Tianfeng, the rest of the people looked like they were filled with hatred.

At this moment, they couldn't help but start mocking.

"Humph! Pretending to be like this, I think Zhang Xing can't think of a way. Close your eyes and pretend to be dead."

Zhang Bufan opened his mouth, and the others followed closely behind, venting the hatred in their hearts.

"I do hope that he will die sooner, but look at his behavior. No matter how you look at it, he looks like a scourge that will bring disaster for a thousand years."

"Hehe, You Fang, you really know how to describe him. Are you saying that he is a bad person?"

"Hmph, he is not a bad person, he is a bad person, the biggest evil person in the world!"

"Good people will be rewarded, and evil people will be rewarded. It would be best if he died from exhaustion and vomiting blood."

“...”

It was noon when they were trying their best to blacklist Zhang Xing.

"It has been so long. I think it's impossible for Zhang Xing to set up the formation."

Zhang Bufan seemed a little impatient.

"With my understanding of him, I probably can't think of a way."

Zhang Qi cut to the chase like a fraud.

"Why are there so many people watching? Aren't they going to eat and sleep? Aren't they going to work?"

Tian Hao said with jealousy.

Princess Tianfeng, who was standing at the side, did not say anything.

She was so quiet that she looked like a beautiful blooming rose.

The bees around them kept buzzing and showing off their male charm, but they did not let out the fragrance of flowers.

Her attention was completely focused on Zhang Xing.

There was always a voice in her heart telling her.

Zhang Xing would definitely give everyone a huge surprise and shock.1

There was no reason for this thought, it was just a woman's intuition.

Just as he thought of this, he saw Zhang Xing open his eyes.

In an instant, everyone's spirit shook.

Zhang Xing turned his gaze and revealed a strange expression.

Why are there so many people here?

With a faint smile, he put away the ancient Array and looked at the formation materials beside him.

All the big shots also revealed looks of anticipation.

Especially Guild Leader Wei Junlin. He hoped that Zhang Xing would give him a huge, shocking surprise.

Zhang Qi and the others also immediately shut their mouths.

However, they kept muttering in their hearts...

Zhang Xing examined all the materials and found nothing wrong.

He waved his hands.

Whoosh!

Princess Tianfeng's eyes lit up and her face turned red.

This was the most violent formation technique she liked to see.

It was the truth.

Thousands of materials, including all kinds of strange crystals, rare metals, and ancient trees that emitted ancient Aura...

It was as if there were countless hands controlling them.

Under everyone's astonished gaze, these materials automatically arranged themselves in a row.

Very quickly, the foundation of a maze was built on the empty ground.

Next was the construction of the array body.

In less than five minutes, under the dazzling eyes of everyone, a complete array appeared.

"Haha, Zhang Xing, what are you setting up?"

"The test is a formation, not a maze!"

Zhang Qi couldn't help but mock.

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