That was impossible!
There were a total of five tests in the selection round, and every single one of them was crucial. Even if Ruohuan gongzi knew that he would be able to clear the selection round, he couldn't possibly give up just like that!
After all, his goal was to become the champion, not just to clear the selection round!
Perplexed, Luo Huan gongzi walked up to Zhang Xuan with a smile and said, "It's your turn now..."
Only then did the crowd realize that it was finally Zhang Shi's turn.
"To be recommended by Su shi and Ling shi, he must have some capabilities!"
"What capabilities can he possibly have at such a young age? I'm even worried that this fellow might not be able to last till the end of the tune! "
"It would be embarrassing if he couldn't last till the end of the tune!"
"Indeed!"
...
Seeing that the late Zhang Shi was about to go on stage, the crowd temporarily put aside their doubts about Luo Huan gongzi and turned their attention back to him.
Everyone was filled with curiosity toward this person.
To be late for such an important event like the Mingshi Tang Selection Round, it was hard to tell if he was arrogant or just confident.
Paying no heed to Luo Huan gongzi, who was waiting for him to make a fool of himself, Zhang Xuan walked up and picked up a formation plate.
Even though he was a quasi 4-star formation master, the only blank formation plate he had come into contact with was the grade-5 Spirit Gathering Formation. This was the first time he had seen such a low-grade one.
Holding it in his hand, he could feel that the material on it was much softer than the grade-5 one, and the material was clearly lacking as well.
It was a completely different concept.
Walking to where the others were seated, Zhang Xuan scanned the surroundings and calculated for a moment. Then, scratching his head, he asked, "Pardon me, but can I fix this formation plate in place?"
"Fix it in place?"
Elder Wu was taken aback. "As long as it's convenient for you to inscribe it, feel free!"
The Demonic Tune of Psychosis was a test of one's Soul Depth. As for the formation plate, it was only used to calculate one's state of mind. It didn't matter whether it was fixed in place or placed in one's hand.
"Thank you!"
Upon receiving the other party's approval, Zhang Xuan took in a deep breath and flicked his wrist.
Hong long!
The blank formation plate was immediately embedded into the wall not too far away.
"I'm ready. Let's begin!" Zhang Xuan clapped his hands.
"What is he doing?"
"I don't know. Isn't the formation plate inscribed in one's hand to exert strength? Why is this guy embedded in the wall? "
"I don't know either …"
Hearing that he was going to fix it, everyone thought that he was going to use some kind of special method to inscribe a formation plate. They didn't expect him to just throw it against the wall …
He had seen people carving array discs, but he had never seen anyone carving like this!
Besides, the distance from the wall was at least three to four meters. Would the carving knife be able to reach it?
Everyone looked at each other in dismay, unable to make heads or tails of the situation.
"This guy … What the hell is he thinking?"
Ruohuan gongzi and Fu Xiaochen glanced at one another, dumbfounded.
Only by holding the formation plate in one's hand would one be able to exert one's strength in carving. Only then would one be able to carve out fine lines. To smash it on the wall... Could it be that he thought that he was no match for the others, so he decided to give up just like that?
"It's done?" Elder Wu's mouth twitched. "You should know that for the sake of fairness, you can only stand where you are. You can't get close to the wall!"
Just now, the five people were all sitting on the praying mats on the ground. If this guy was near the wall, it would mean that he was at a different distance from the others. He would be suspected of cheating, and it would be unfair.
"I know!" Zhang Xuan nodded his head with a smile.
"Then … If your carving knife isn't able to reach it, how are you going to carve it?" Elder Wu couldn't help but ask.
The others had the same doubt as well.
Standing four meters away from the wall... The carving knife was only half a chi long. No matter how long one's arm was, it was impossible for one to reach the wall!
If the carving knife wasn't able to touch the formation plate, how could one carve it?
Pavilion Master Kang, Elder Su, and Elder Ling stared at one another in bewilderment.
The trio knew that Zhang shi was a man of great capability, and there was no way he would mess around. However … the sight before them still left them bewildered, unable to make sense of what was going on.
"Oh, I won't be using a carving knife. I'll be using this!"
Flicking his wrist, a spear appeared in his hands.
A grade-5 formation plate required a Spirit intermediate-tier weapon to inscribe inscriptions. On the other hand, this grade-3 formation plate didn't require such a weapon.
A Phantom pinnacle weapon would be able to leave a mark on it, and this spear just happened to be of that tier.
The spear was three meters long. Adding in his arm, a distance of four meters was nothing at all.
"What did he say … that he's going to use a spear to carve the formation plate?"
"Are my eyes playing tricks on me?"
"The heck, is there something wrong with that fellow's head? He can't even use a carving knife to inscribe anything, yet he's using a spear … Can this thing really be used to inscribe anything? "
"I don't know either …"
…
Seeing that the young man had taken out a spear as a carving tool, everyone nearly spurted blood.
Using a spear to inscribe on a formation plate? What in the world was going on?
I've seen bullsh * t, but I've never seen such bullsh * t!
The mouths of Ruohuan gongzi, Fu Xiaochen, and the others twitched, and their eyeballs nearly popped out of their sockets.
Su shi and Ling shi's bodies trembled, and their vision turned dark.
They knew that this fellow wouldn't play by the rules, but … this was way too absurd!
Using a spear to inscribe?
Do you have to be so vicious? Can you be any more exaggerated?
"Let's begin!"
With a spear in hand, Zhang Xuan looked as though an undefeatable god of war. Ignoring everyone's doubts, he turned to Elder Wu and said, "Alright, let's begin!"
"Since you insist on it … Alright then!"
Wiping the sweat off his forehead, Elder Wu nodded in agreement.
Since the other party was insistent, there was nothing he could do.
Ding dong!
His fingers lightly plucked on the zither, and the Demonic Tune of Psychosis sounded once more.
Standing before the mat, Zhang Xuan immediately felt a violent aura gushing toward him, stimulating his soul, threatening to tear his head apart.
"It's indeed different from what I've heard elsewhere!"
Feeling the bizarre energy stimulating his psyche, Zhang Xuan couldn't help but shake his head. It was completely different from what he had heard from the outside.
When he was outside, he could only hear the music, but he couldn't feel the violent aura at all. However, in this position, it was as though he was a small boat that had fallen into the eye of a storm. No matter how he struggled, he could possibly sink at any moment.
It was no wonder why Ruohuan gongzi, Feng Mosheng, and the others found it so difficult to deal with it. Those who were able to become unique occupations were indeed extraordinary!
"Understanding the affairs of the world is knowledge, understanding the emotions of others is writing!"
Knowing that he might very well lose his mind if he were to continue holding on, he immediately drove his Soul Depth of 14.1.
Weng!
Dispelling the false and retaining the true, Lucid Mind!
At this level, one would be able to discern the essence amidst the chaos. With a clearer Soul Depth, one would be able to analyze matters much more easily.
As soon as Zhang Xuan drove his Soul Depth, the violent aura that stimulated his soul previously immediately weakened to the point where it was almost indiscernible.
"Elder Wu's Soul Depth is similar to mine. Even though the Demonic Tune of Psychosis is formidable, it isn't able to affect me much!"
Looking at the surroundings, Zhang Xuan realized that it wasn't that the other party was going easy on him, but that the other party's means were no longer effective against him.
His Soul Depth was comparable to that of a 4-star pinnacle master teacher, on par with Pavilion Master Kang. No matter how formidable Elder Wu was, he was only on par with him! On top of that, he was a soul cultivator with a powerful soul. It was impossible for a single Demonic Tune of Psychosis to knock him unconscious.
"Let's begin!"
Knowing that the other party wouldn't be affected, Zhang Xuan flicked his wrist, and a brilliant white glow shot out from his spear toward the blank formation plate on the wall.
Ding!
As soon as the spear collided with the formation plate, a crisp sound echoed. It wasn't loud, but it was reminiscent of the chiming of a bell, resonating in one's heart.
Affected by this sound, Elder Wu's zither melody couldn't help but pause for a moment before flowing smoothly once more.
Ding!
Just as the zither was flowing smoothly, a sharp collision sounded once more. It happened to be at the right moment when the tune of the Demonic Tune of Psychosis wasn't too high or too low. Under the influence of this sound, the flowing melody was disrupted once more.
"Hmm?"
Elder Wu's face darkened, and his eyebrows shot up.
The first time might have been a coincidence, but the second time couldn't possibly be so coincidental.
The two sounds of the spear tip colliding with the formation plate happened to resound right before the new note of the Demonic Tune of Psychosis was produced and the old note ended. Not only was the normal note disrupted, but even his zhenqi became somewhat chaotic under the interference.
As a demonic tunist, he was able to convert his zhenqi into musical notes to attack the other party. Disrupting his voice was equivalent to disrupting the flow of his zhenqi. If this were to continue, not only would he be unable to complete his melody, he might even suffer severe injuries due to the flow of his zhenqi.
Hu!
With a grim expression, Elder Wu stood up and placed his hands on the zither. His zhenqi pulsed intensely, and a melody burst forth.
Seemingly sensing the pressure from Elder Wu, the speed at which the spear collided with the formation plate suddenly increased.
Ding ding ding ding!
Even though it sounded like a cacophony, it still struck the most awkward part of the Demonic Tune of Psychosis.
"No!"
Even though he was exerting his full strength, the other party was still able to strike the most awkward part of his body accurately. This was more than enough to show that the other party was intending to face him head-on!
"Hmph! I don't believe that I can't deal with a Transcendent Mortal 1-dan pinnacle cultivator like you! "
Harrumphing coldly, Elder Wu drove the zhenqi in his body, and steam seemed to be rising from his head. In an instant, his aura reached its peak.
Hong long!
Under the impact of the violent energy, the table under the zither could no longer withstand it and directly exploded.
As though knowing that such a situation would occur, Elder Wu hooked his feet, and the zither flew up. Hugging it with his left hand, he stroked the zither with his right.
Ding ding ding ding!
The sound of the spear colliding with the formation plate didn't stop either. On the contrary, it was growing louder and louder, as though a surging river, exerting immense pressure on one.
If his zither melody was like a tidal wave previously, making it impossible for one to evade it, at this moment, the other party's melody was like a hurricane. No matter how powerful the waves were, one would have to retreat immediately!
"Damn it!"
With a pale face, Elder Wu hugged the zither tightly, and his right hand swiftly stroked the strings to maintain the Demonic Tune of Psychosis. Due to the rapid flow of zhenqi in his body, a sound reminiscent of the rumbling of thunder could be heard.
At the same time, using a unique movement technique, Elder Wu moved around nonstop.
Ancient Zither Eight Trigram Steps!
It was a unique formation that complemented the melody of the zither, enhancing the prowess of the Demonic Tune of Psychosis by twofold.
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