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Wu Yong had already made his first stroke, and when he felt Ning Wufeng's gaze on him, the corners of his mouth raised to form a sneer.

But Lou Yuan still had not made his move.

"Can't do it, if not, just take the time to admit defeat." Someone at the side said without a trace of politeness.

And at this time, Lou Yuan made his move as well.

Ning Wufeng's consciousness controlled his arm to draw the first stroke as well. With the burst of black silk, extremely weak spirit energy, it left a mark on the jade chip. However, the first spiritual energy line was slightly bent.

On one hand, Ning Wufeng was not very familiar with using Spirit Manipulation for the first time, and on the other hand, the requirements for the cyan spirit pen were very high.

However, those who could use their consciousness were usually the Spirit Soul Stage cultivator s, so it was not a problem to even control blue or purple spirit pen.

"Haha, no way." Ye Qiu immediately laughed out loud, looking at the twisted lines, "Don't use the green spirit pen, it's too embarrassing."

Lou Yuan's emotions also fluctuated a little.

"Don't be impatient." Ning Wufeng thought, under the state of mental control, his voice directly sounded in Lou Yuan's heart.

Ning Wufeng slowly started to familiarize himself with the process of controlling one's spirit. The green spirit pen drew a few strokes in the air, gradually finding a sense of direction.

At this time, Wu Yong had already completed a small part of the spirit array, and a faint luster appeared on the jade chip.

Although the Spiritual Array wasn't completed, the aura of a Rank 5 Spiritual Array was already there.

At this time, two people came down from the third floor. One was the golden manager, he respectfully followed behind the other, and the other had a silver token hanging from his waist.

Silver Elder Order.

"What happened?" The person holding the silver medallion was a young man in his twenties. To think that such a young person would already be a silver medal elder. From this, one could see his talent.

He asked softly, and the manager of the gold medal quickly told the young man the whole story.

Manager Jin was very clear that now that he had become a Silver Medallion Elder at such a young age, the future of this young man was limitless. Becoming a Gold Medallion Elder was just around the corner.

"Supervisor's right?" The youth's face revealed a playful smile. "Let's go take a look as well."

The two of them calmly walked over.

"Huh?" Although he was not a Spiritual Array Master, his soul perception was multiple times stronger than an ordinary person's. He could vaguely sense that there was some kind of mysterious connection between Ning Wufeng and Lou Yuan.

"Divine sense?" He muttered to himself, how could it be spiritual sense? The two people in front of him didn't seem to have the strength of Spirit Soul Stage s.

However, this ripple of connection was indeed very similar to the spiritual sense of those Spirit Soul Stage cultivator s he had come in contact with on a daily basis.

They quietly came over, but no one noticed. Even if they did, they were stopped from making any noise by the youth.

"Haha, a poor country bumpkin like you who came to the capital to embarrass yourselves, you guys are just not fit to enter the capital." Ye Qiu mocked him from time to time.

However, when these words entered the young man's ears, he immediately frowned.

It was just that, at this time, the cyan spirit pen in Lou Yuan's hands had already inscribed less than half of the spirit array, and its lines were becoming more and more even.

"He clearly is not a fifth stage Spiritual Array Master. How can he use a cyan spirit pen?" The young man thought to himself.

No matter whether it was Lou Yuan's strength or the fluctuations of his soul, it was not enough to prove that he had the qualifications to be a fifth stage Spiritual Array Master.

But now, he had actually used the green spirit pen to inscribe a spirit array. This could only mean one thing: the teenager behind him had made his move.

And other than him, no one else in the field had noticed the abnormality.

When the crowd saw that Lou Yuan's use of the cyan spirit pen was getting smoother and smoother, they could not help but reveal astonished expressions.

"This time, the power of management is going to be a bit more interesting." There were also some gold medal managers that laughed.

A silver medal manager could use a cyan spirit pen, which was comparable to a silver medal elder's strength.

Wu Yong glanced over from the corner of his eyes and couldn't help but be shocked.

"What's going on?" He clearly remembered that when Lou Yuan entered the Hall of Spirit God, he was a third rank Spiritual Array Master.

How could he use the cyan spirit pen now, and how could he draw so well!

However, the formation was almost destroyed when the cyan spirit pen was thrown into chaos. Wu Yong quickly calmed his heart down and started to draw carefully.

On the other side, Ning Wufeng's control of Lou Yuan became smoother and smoother, the use of the cyan spirit pen became smoother and smoother.

In an instant, he discovered that the spirit stealing array's pattern had traces to follow, but he couldn't immediately tell what these traces were. Slowly the feeling came.

The cyan spirit pen in Lou Yuan's hands moved even faster, and a ball of white light emitted from his hands. In an instant, the speed of the drawn spirit array surpassed Wu Yong's.

Wu Yong's nose was drenched in sweat, it was his turn to be nervous.

How could this be?

How could this be?

His heart was in turmoil, as if there were thousands of horses galloping. His expression changed drastically. Seeing that, Ye Qiu held his breath.

After a long while, a ray of light disappeared from Lou Yuan's hands. His hand, which was almost invisible, slowly stopped.

The spirit light was withdrawn and the Spirit Plunder was completed!

With a light click, the jade chip in Wu Yong's hand actually started to crack.

"How could this be?" Wu Yong was even more anxious now. With a single stroke, the jade chip exploded with a loud 'kacha' sound.

A Grade Five Spiritual Array had been destroyed!

"What's going on?" Everyone present revealed a surprised expression.

Wu Yong's drawing of the Spiritual Array had actually failed, but Lou Yuan's had succeeded. The result of the match could be imagined.

"Seems like Wu Yong is just giving up his reputation. "Still dreaming of a silver medal elder." Immediately, a golden manager impolitely smiled.

They didn't have the ability to raise their cultivation, so they couldn't bear to see others raise their cultivation as well. They all revealed a mocking tone.

"Impossible!" He pointed at Ning Wufeng and roared, "It must be a trick of yours, otherwise, I wouldn't have lost."

He had never thought that he would lose. In the management competition, what did losing mean to the higher ups? Rejecting an order meant being demoted!

He had already lost in front of the lower class, what qualifications does he have to lead them? He could only obediently be demoted.

However, to Wu Yong, this also meant that his future had been ruined. Not only did the elder with the silver medal lose his position, even the manager with the gold medal couldn't keep it anymore.

"It must be a trick!" Ye Qiu was first shocked, but after a moment he bit on it and pointed at Ning Wufeng and roared.

"A trick?" Ning Wufeng laughed, his tensed consciousness could finally relax, "What reason do you guys have to say that I used a trick? Under everyone's eyes, I believe that everyone's eyes are bright and clear."

Suddenly, Ning Wufeng felt a strong soul fluctuation from the crowd, the soul fluctuation was extremely strong, comparable to his previous divine sense.

Divine sense was the way in which a soul's energy was released.

Ning Wufeng's consciousness immediately tensed up, and he looked towards the center of the crowd, just in time to meet the gaze of a young man. And then, that powerful spiritual ripple disappeared.

It really was him!

Ning Wufeng was a little surprised.

"You ? "You used tricks, I will throw you all out!" Wu Yong roared hysterically, he could not afford to lose, "And you!"

He pointed at Lou Yuan and roared: "I will throw you out of the Hall of Spirit God's gates, never to step foot in Hall of Spirit God again in my life!"

"Where is the Spiritual God's Guard?!"

He growled.

His surroundings were filled with shadows, and the Spiritual God Guards appeared.

But they went to capture him and Ye Qiu.

"What's going on?" Ye Qiu's face changed, he anxiously shouted: "My third uncle is the gold medal elder, you dare to touch me!"

However, the Spiritual God Guard turned a deaf ear.

The crowd opened up a path. The young man walked over.

"In the contest of authority, a loss is a loss." He said lightly, and all the gold manager saw him and were moved.

"Greetings, Elder Silver Dragon."

The gold medal elder shouted in unison.

Seeing the youth walk over, the Spiritual God Guard took him down. Wu Yong's face immediately became gloomy, he knew the identity of the young man in front of him.

The approach of the Spiritual God Guard already represented his attitude.

"Ye Yang City of Beixuan County still lacks a Pavilion Master, you can go over." The young man said indifferently. With just one sentence, he had already decided the life and death of Wu Yong.

From the capital's golden manager, to the Pavilion Master of a nameless small city. Wu Yong instantly aged by more than ten years, and his hair had more than half turned white.

Did he really lose the bet this time?

"Let me go." Ye Qiu was still roaring with unwillingness, "Do you know who my third uncle is? You dare to kick me out? "

The Silver Dragon frowned and said indifferently, "How noisy. This person cannot step half a step into the Hall of Spirit God."

He waved his hand, and immediately the Spirit God Guard threw Ye Qiu out. Wu Yong's face was also gloomy as he was dragged down.

"Very interesting." The Silver Dragon looked at Ning Wufeng, a smile appearing on its ice-cold face. "I hope I can have a chance to have a good chat with you."

After speaking, he turned and left.

The onlookers gradually dispersed.

Ning Wufeng took the Beast Core and walked out of the Hall of Spirit God. Lou Yuan watched him leave, his fists clenched tightly.

He had made the right bet!

As for Ning Wufeng, as soon as he walked out of the Hall of Spirit God's gate, he saw a lean old man wearing a proper set of robes. Her hair was neatly combed and she was in good spirits.1

"May I ask if you are Sir Ning Wufeng?" The old man stopped in front of Ning Wufeng and asked. His tone was neither humble nor arrogant, but the aura he emitted, intentionally or unintentionally, made Ning Wufeng feel a sense of danger.

A Purple Lake Stage Ranker!

His pupils constricted. Although he had met many Purple Lake Stage cultivator before, they did not give him a fatal sense of danger. However, he could feel a fatal sense of danger from this old man.

The old man seemed to walk over casually, but in an instant, he had sealed off all escape routes, as long as he took a step. The old man could heavily injure him with one move, and the second would most likely take his life.

"I am." Ning Wufeng said in a deep voice, "May I ask who senior is?"

Before he could finish, the old man interrupted him.

"Our old master wants to see you. Come with me." His tone was filled with an irrefutable determination.

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