After Ming Yu found Ding Huan, Ding Huan finally calmed down. Although there were a bunch of people watching him, at least no one came to look for him.

A few days passed again, and Ding Huan's battle array competition reached the seventh round, and the talisman battle competition also passed four rounds.

The battle has reached the seventh round and can basically end at any time.

Ding Huan put away his tent, more and more people were eliminated, and his turn came faster and faster.

Standing in front of stage 13 in the fighting formation, Ding Huan waited for the information on the number plate in his hand.

At this moment, Elder Ming Mu's voice came over: "Lao Liu."

Ding Huan turned around and looked at Elder Ming Mu doubtfully.

After his fighting match ended, the elder Ming Mu never looked for him again, nor did he return to the Xianmen station.

He participated in the Immortal Sect Ranking Competition here just because of the transaction, not because of friendship.

"Elder Mu, what do you want from me?" Ding Huan asked.

Ming Mu could only impose a ban and sent a message to Ding Huan: "You are about to have the seventh round of fighting. If you meet Fan Ziling of the Yanyue Immortal Sect, can you..."

Ding Huan chuckled: "Elder Mu, is this your intention or the Yanyue Immortal Sect's intention?"

Ming Mu could only say: "An elder from the Yanyue Immortal Sect told me in a vague way. In fact, I think so myself.

We have now offended two of the three eight-star immortal sects. If we offend the Yanyue Immortal Sect again, then..."

Ding Huan's number plate has already prompted him to compete on stage. Ding Huan patted Elder Ming Mu and said, "A little discerning, but not much. Also, the momentum is not enough, and it is a bit less interesting.

Of course, if you can give me what I need, you can do whatever you say."

After saying this, Ding Huan landed directly on stage 13.

If Elder Ming Mu could bring out the Soul-Eating Realm Ring, Ding Huan would rather not have those immortal spiritual veins and would not continue the fight.

He knew Elder Mingmu couldn't get it out.

Everyone is cooperating. Since he can't get what he needs, there are several meanings in complaining here.

Elder Mingmu looked at Ding Huan, but for a moment he didn't understand what Ding Huan meant.

"Are you really a disciple of the Yanyue Immortal Sect?"

Ding Huan looked at the participating disciple standing opposite him. He was wearing the uniform of a disciple of the Yanyue Immortal Sect, and the ID tag around his waist also showed that his name was Fan Ziling.

It’s not surprising when you think about it, the closer you go to the back of this kind of competition, the fewer people there are.

By the seventh round, only about 10 or 20 people were assigned to stage 13.

When ten or twenty people compete, the chance of meeting each other is naturally very high.

"Fan Ziling has met Senior Brother Sixth." Fan Ziling didn't dare to show off in front of Ding Huan, so he quickly clasped his fists in greeting.

Ding Huan also said after greetings: "Brother Fan, remember to go back and tell the elders of your Immortal Sect that Dafan Immortal Sect has never targeted you, Yanyue Immortal Sect.

As for how we get along in the future, whether we are friends or not, they all belong to your Yanyue Immortal Sect, not to the Dafan Immortal Sect. Also, Elder Mu cannot be my master."

Ding Huan thought for a moment, and then said a word for Dafanxianzong, taking everything into his own hands.

Fan Ziling listened to Ding Huan's words blankly. No matter what the result of their competition was, Dafan Immortal Sect and Yanyue Immortal Sect were still thousands of miles apart, right?

No matter whether it was before or in the future, what qualifications does Dafan Xianzong have to be friends with Yanyue Xianzong?

This is what I think in my heart, but I dare not say it out loud.

The topic of this round is to set up a level 3 Daoyun Sealing Immortal Formation and score the formation on the stage.

Ding Huan raised his hand and threw out a series of formation flags. Fan Ziling did not dare to neglect and quickly threw out the formation flags.

After experiencing so many rounds of formation competitions, most formation masters know that Ding Huan's formations are not weak.

The reason why the victory is not obvious every time may be that Ding Huan is slow in setting up the formation, or it may be that Ding Huan is concealing his strength.

Fan Ziling is an Eight-Star Immortal Sect. Every competition has a dedicated person to measure and evaluate it. In the end, the results of the competition will be discussed.

For example, if you encounter an opponent from any immortal sect, how should you respond?

The result of the discussion was that if Fan Ziling faced off against Ding Huan, he would have no chance of winning.

Fan Ziling is a fourth-level Immortal Formation Master, and he never believes that he cannot compete with an Immortal Formation Master from the Dafan Immortal Sect.

Not to mention in the Great Immortal Realm, even in the Immortal Court, there are very few Level 4 Immortal Formation Masters.

So he decided to defeat Ding Huan and let everyone know that he, Fan Ziling, has a good temper, but it's not because he lacks strength.

Formation flags were arranged one after another by Fan Ziling. This time, Fan Ziling arranged the sealing immortal formation at almost the fastest speed and with the highest quality.

He is a level four Immortal Formation Master, and because everyone is on stage 13, he has seen all the previous games played by Ding Huan.

In Fan Ziling's heart, Ding Huan is at best a fourth-level immortal formation master like him.

In the previous six rounds, it is true that Ding Huan concealed his formation level.

In fact, in the previous rounds of competition, Ding Huan was not the only one who had concealed his level of formation.

As long as he goes all out, he has a chance to defeat Ding Huan.

In just half a stick of incense, Fan Ziling arranged the sealing immortal formation.

This is the fastest formation he has ever made. When setting up the formation, there is nothing else in his mind. His whole body and mind are on the formation, and his spiritual thoughts are operating to the extreme.

When he looked up at Ding Huan, Ding Huan seemed to have made arrangements.

This made Fan Ziling frown slightly. Judging from what he had seen before about Ding Huan's formation and methods, Ding Huan had concealed his true skills. It would take half a stick of incense to set up this Daoyun Seal Immortal Formation at the fastest.

Now Ding Huan seemed to have arranged it at the same time as him, which made him feel something was wrong.

Sure enough, scores appeared in the void on the stage.

No. 122 scored, 83 points. No. 12091 scored, 80 points.

Then a voice came from the stage: "No. 122 wins."

Fan Ziling looked at his score blankly. He was not surprised at eighty points. What made him unwilling was that Ding Huan only scored three points more than him.

Even a fool knows that a three-point difference cannot be deliberately controlled.

If you dare to control the three-point difference, one bad move may even make you lose.

Because you have to control this point difference unless the opponent's formation is clearly visible to you.

You need to be able to know the advantages and disadvantages of your opponent's formation, only then can you surpass your opponent at a certain point.

In fact, this is not very realistic. This kind of fighting competition requires high concentration at every moment.

If you don’t have enough time to improve the problems in your own formation, how can you still have time to pay attention to the problems in your opponent’s formation?

"You are so lucky." Fan Ziling looked at Ding Huan with envy.

Ding Huan wanted to say, 'Luck is also a kind of strength,' but he held it back for the sake of the Soul-Eating Realm Ring.

In fact, he originally wanted to control it to one point, but he didn't know if there was any error in the scoring system. If there was an error and he was controlled and lost, that would be bad.

Through this scoring, Ding Huan already knows that the scoring formation is very strong and worthy of the title of the ninth-level immortal formation.

"I only won by three points. Lao Liu's formation level is indeed very strong, but it's not as strong as fighting skills. He defeated his opponent in seconds every time."

"There is no way to refute this. If the three-pointer can be controlled, it would not be strong, it would be outrageous."

The audience looked at Ming Mu, who Ding Huan had defeated Fan Ziling without any scruples, and sighed, knowing that he couldn't interfere now.

Ding Huan went crazy.

You should know by looking at his thunder calamity that he is a madman.

He won three eight-star immortal sects in succession and offended a lot of people.

After the seventh round, Ding Huan didn't have to go far. He just waited for a stick of incense and the eighth round came.

In the eighth round of fighting, Ding Huan faced a disciple of the Six-Star Immortal Sect. His formation level was obviously not as good as Fan Ziling's. Ding Huan used half a stick of incense to defeat his opponent.

In the eyes of everyone, this result is normal and cannot be any more normal.

Ding Huan ushered in the final round of the fighting competition without leaving the stage.

"Yin Shuang has met Senior Brother Lao Sixth." The voice of the disciple who came to the stage to compete was soft, and she was another woman.

This is a nun, and the sect costume she is wearing is Shuangyue An.

Ding Huan has met Shuangyue An. When they were fighting for the True Spirit World in Eternal Immortal Tower, there were disciples of Shuangyue An.

It's just that Shuangyue An did not participate in the competition at that time.

To be honest, for the disciples of the Five-Star Immortal Sect to reach the ninth round of the fighting competition, it is a victory in itself.

The topic on the stage is to set up a trapped-killing immortal formation with no level limit. Whoever gets out of the trapped-killing immortal formation first and is less injured will win.

"Junior sister Yinshuang, start setting up the formation."

After speaking, Ding Huan took out the formation flag and was about to set up the formation. He knew that the fifth round of his talisman competition was about to begin, and he could not waste time here.

"Senior Brother Lao Liu, I admit defeat. I am no match for you. You should hurry up and participate in the Talisman Fighting Competition."

What surprised Ding Huan was that this guy named Yin Shuang actually admitted defeat and jumped off the stage.

Although Ding Huan knew that he would definitely win and his opponent's surrender would definitely save him time, he was still very grateful.

Yin Shuang also knew that he signed up for the Fighting Talisman, and also knew that he was about to participate in the fifth round of the Fighting Talisman competition.

All nine rounds of the Dou Zhen competition were over, and Ding Huan quickly left the Dou Zhen competition area and headed to the Dou Fu competition area.

There is still some time left for the Dou Zhen arena competition, and it won't be too late for him to participate in the fifth round of Dou Fu competition.

It seems that he sensed Ding Huan's weirdness. After the seventh round, the Qianlou monk's spiritual thoughts never left him.

Ding Huan doesn't care about this guy at all now.

"Sure enough, he is first in the knockout rounds again. If he really wins three first places, he will be the first person ever."

"This also requires a little bit of luck. If the nun from Shuangyue Temple doesn't admit defeat, the sixth person probably won't be able to participate in the fifth round of the talisman fight."

…

Seeing that Ding Huan once again won the first place in the knockout round of Dou Zhen, a group of people discussed and swarmed to the Dou Fu competition area.

They were ready to continue watching Ding Huan's talisman competition.

What these people were talking about was indeed correct. Ding Huan had just arrived at the Talisman Fighting Area, and within a short time, he ushered in his fifth round of Talisman Fighting Competition.

If Yin Shuang hadn't given up and competed with him, he would have been short on time.

In the fifth round of Fighting Talisman, another Seven Star Immortal Sect disciple appeared.

Ding Huan is most happy to see the Immortal Sect disciples with seven stars and above in the knockout rounds. If one of these disciples is eliminated, his chance of winning the first place will increase by one point.

In the Dou Zhen competition area, he eliminated two disciples of the Immortal Sect above the seventh level. In the Dou Fu area, this was also the second time that he prepared to eliminate the disciples of the Immortal Sect above the seventh level.

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