Between a garden outside the stone garden, there is a very peculiar pile of rubble, and on one side of the pile of rubble is an empty whole flat land. The trees are verdant, and the cool air exudes the smell of earth.

At this time, on both sides of the pile of rocks, dozens of teenagers stood in two waves. One of them was none other than the students of the Lin Fei Formation Division led by Zhong Yan, they were standing, a little tired, but the angry anger in their eyes made them look terrifyingly imposing.

"Where is Mo Liang, let him come out!"

Opposite Zhong Yan and the others, a young man with thin eyebrows and thin lips shouted proudly, his crooked eyes exuding a bit of fierceness.

Zhong Yan gritted his teeth, revealing a beast-like madness, "Zhang Shuling, you haven't won yet!"

"Snort~ I really don't cry when I don't see the coffin!" The young man named Zhang Shuling smiled disdainfully, and a dazzling light flashed between his fingers. It was a silver carving knife, like a nimble snake in his hand, appearing and disappearing.

The students around him also pursed their lips and sneered, looking at Zhong Yan mockingly.

Zhong Yan was silent, exuding an unyielding battle intent, and slowly pulled out a golden carving knife, holding it tightly in the palm of his hand.

It's the seventh day.

This duel between Zhong Yan and Zhang Shuling has been going on for seven consecutive days.

This is a unique duel between the formation masters, known as the "Divine Book Heavenly Knowledge". What is tested is the three skills of the formation master, the eye of the sky, and the ingenuity.

Seven days ago, I don't know where Zhang Shuling and the others learned that Mo Liang was studying in Lin Fei's formation path practical operation course, and they killed him in a mighty way.

Some rumors between Mo Liang and Wang Tian finally caused an uproar in the Apocalypse Academy, and Wang Tian was mysterious enough to make any slight disturbance curious. The story is inconclusive, but in any case, those followers can't bear to have a little to do with Wang Tian.

Zhang Shuling is one of them.

He is a student of Zhong Yan's class, and he is also very outstanding in the formation talent, and they are rumored to be comparable opponents. But obviously, Zhang Shuling hid a hand. The carving knife called "Silver Moon" was almost the same level as Lin Fei's "Hundred Beast Knife".

Divine Book and Heavenly Wisdom is a simple offensive and defensive game.

The attacking side of the divine book, based on the stone stele, the magic work as the skill, the carved book array road classic book, the smaller the font, the more visible the formation master's divine skills.

The guardian heavenly knowledge, based on the square, the eye of the sky is the skill, the naked eye reads the content of the sacred book, the farther the distance, the more it can reflect the skill of the heavenly eye of the formation master.

The exchange of offense and defense is endless, until one party can no longer write smaller words, and one party can no longer read the pen of the divine book, and constantly surpass, which is for ingenuity.

This was supposed to be a game of amusement between the formation masters, but at this time, it was obvious that the battle between the two was already angry.

"Next, Zhong Yan attacked, Zhang Shu defended!"

The students who presided over said loudly, and the students on both sides looked at their main generals in unison, with encouraging eyes and voices.

Zhong Yan and Zhang Shuling glanced at each other coldly, and each took his place.

In front of Zhong Yan, there was a stone the size of a palm, and he held a golden knife in his hand, and he wanted to engrave the entire array of classics on it.

Zhang Shuling stood still, almost standing on the edge of the clearing.

Going one step further, the difficulty goes up more than one notch.

The crowd was silent.

Zhong Yan took a light breath and once again entered the realm of incomparable concentration of the formation master. His eyes were like electricity, his fingers were like dragons, his carving knives were like flying, wisps of dust slid down and fluttered on the stones, and a thin layer of small characters as thin as mosquito wings floated on the stones.

Looking at it again, people are still full of admiration for this miracle craft.

But Zhang Shuling was very calm, and when he stood in the arena, he immediately stripped off all his anger and became as calm as water.

Nearly half an hour, Zhong Yan finally stopped writing, and at this time his exhaustion almost made him faint.

No one can remember how many times in seven days he has completed the entire Divine Carving Book, which is extremely strong for the mental and physical load.

The stone after the carving was placed on a stone tablet in front of the pile of stones, and the next thing was Zhang Shuling's heavenly sense, it was up to him to see if he could see it clearly!

Zhong Yan's companion couldn't help but pray.

This is the seventh day, and no matter who has reached the last string of tension, victory or defeat can be decided in an instant at any time! And the battle has even involved the honor of the two classes, and they do not want to lose.

But Zhang Shuling's eyes shrunk and he was extremely serious.

He carefully swept over the palm-sized rocks dozens of meters away, and muttered words in his mouth. At this time, he was also extremely concentrating his attention, gritting his teeth and persevering.

"The formation is all over the sky, and those who are not strong in love cannot be guessed, defend one side of the world and turn thousands of miles of vitality......"

"Formation Path Explanation, Formation Situation, Part I. ”

After a while, Zhang Shuling said with a little relief. Immediately, a slight feeling of dizziness hit, making him grit his teeth lightly and take a sullen breath.

"Offense and defense swapped, go ahead. Zhang Shuling attacked, Zhong Yanshou guarded!"

It's an offensive and defensive swap again......

At this time, even the students who were watching the battle from the sidelines couldn't help but stir. The will of Zhang Shuling and Zhong Yan was too strong! After seven days of offense and defense, there was still no winner or loser.

How long will this big war last......

Zhang Shuling rested among the students for a while, and then walked out slowly.

He glanced at Zhong Yan, who was also tired, and smiled: "You can't hold on anymore, right? Let Mo Liang come out to accept the challenge, and the matter will be over." You and I are still equal opponents, undefeated and undefeated. ”

"We don't know about Mo Liang's news!" Zhong Yan said coldly.

"Why bother? You know you can't win. When the time comes, not only you, but even your companions, and even Lin Fei's teaching, will lose face because of you!" Zhang Shuling said lightly.

The duel between the two is no longer a simple game, and it is even a gift of knives. For the loser, the carving knife used should be presented to the winner, which means reverence and sometimes shame for the formation master.

Zhong Yan's brows jumped, and he immediately became angry again, "I won't lose!" he roared.

Zhang Shuling pouted, "Anyway, he will appear sooner or later...... If he still thinks of himself as one of you!"

Zhong Yan clenched his fists.

"My honor is guarded by me!"

He shouted angrily, but his gaze quietly looked at a young man with a somewhat rough aura behind Zhang Shuling, and felt a little heavy.

Xiao Lusheng.

Among them, the strongest teenager in this year, the strongest student last year.

Xiao Lusheng is not a formation master, but even he appeared here, there is no doubt that he came for Mo Liang.

"Mo Liang, you'd better not show up!" Zhong Yan muttered with a heavy heart.

Zhang Shuling and Xiao Lusheng, either of them are the people of their year, and even they feel heavy pressure when they face them. Even, Qin Jue, Wang Weikun and others in the first year of high school did not dare to underestimate it!

"I don't know where you are or what you're doing...... But let's put up a protective fence for you!"

Zhong Yan raised his head, his body and the strength of the students behind him, and he became resolute.

Zhang Shuling sneered, his fingers moved, and in an instant, the light of the "Silver Moon" shone brightly, and he had already strode towards the pile of rocks.

......

It's been two months, and Mo Liang hasn't left the foot of Ancestral Mountain.

In addition to the daily practice of serving knives, fists, and wood carvings, it is endlessly making array stones and consuming array stone materials. And the animal skin wraps that had almost filled the room had dried up and turned into pieces of stones, piled up all over the room.

Mo Liang's breath became more calm, and his eyes seemed to glow.

As the last piece of stone material disappeared, he swooped around the carving knife, stood up, and stretched out his waist.

"It's finally over! It's all the seventh-stage formation stones...... If there is a pure introduction, it is the nine dans!" he said to himself proudly with a sense of accomplishment, feeling very happy.

Nine-stage array stones, I'm afraid that even the veteran formation masters don't dare to say how sure they are, right?

"I haven't shown up for two months, I don't know what's going on outside? Counting, today happens to be a formation path practical course! Go and report for a ...... first" (To be continued.) )