Chapter 312: Lost Track Formation!

"Next, the top three disciples will be selected, and the top ten will also be ranked. How about this, elders, do you have any good ideas?"

The head of the Duhu Mansion continued to focus on the other four teams. As for the Six Sects, he did not inquire. It was obviously determined by their status and strength, and the Six Sects could only be angry and dare not speak out.

"Palace Master, in my opinion, it's better to have a scuffle. The last one to stand is the first, and the first to fall will be eliminated. Starting from the tenth to fall, it will be the top ten. How about it?"

After thinking for a while, Lei Long shouted in a deep voice.

Hearing this, the elders of several other mansions also nodded their heads in agreement. Although this method is somewhat bloody, it has to be said that it is a very good method.

"Well, what Elder Lei Long said is right, I think so too." Soon Lei Long's method won the support of Yeluqi, the great elder of Tianshen Mansion.

The first two elders of the mansion both supported it, and this decision was only made by the mansion master of the Duhu Mansion.

"Senior Palace Master, in my opinion, this kind of competition is too hasty"

Just when everyone thought that the rules could be decided, Lin Feng suddenly stood up and looked directly at the Palace Master of the Duhu Mansion. His tone was not very respectful, but he was just narrating a fact.

Immediately, everyone's expressions changed slightly, and no one thought that Lin Feng would object at the last moment.

Lei Long's eyes rolled over, as if countless giant thunders wanted to bomb Lin Feng, but he did not act rashly. He had a lot of trump cards, but he was unwilling to use them on Lin Feng. From his point of view, he was not worth it and had no meaning.

Yeluqi, the great elder of Tianshen Mansion, was so gloomy that Lin Feng dared to deny this proposal, which was equivalent to slapping him in the face.

"What are you? How can you speak here, get out of here"

Yeluqi shouted wildly, the murderous intent on Yeluqi's body was overwhelming, his eyes were ferocious, and he seemed to want to shock Lin Feng away, but Lin Feng just smiled sarcastically, glanced at Yeluqi, and continued to hold his fists at the mansion of the Protectorate's Mansion. The Lord said in a deep voice: "Senior Palace Master, it is inevitable that the melee is unfair, in my opinion..."

"Fairness? Strength is the greatest fairness. Those who are weak in strength deserve what they deserve, hmph."

Before Lin Feng finished speaking, he was mercilessly interrupted by Yeluqi, the elder of Tianshen Mansion, who looked at Lin Feng with strong sarcasm in his eyes.

Seeing this, the smile on Lin Feng's face disappeared little by little, and he looked straight at Yeluqi, who was also not to be outdone, staring at Lin Feng, the anger in Lin Feng's heart surged up, he clenched his fists secretly, and made a creaking sound.

Immediately, the atmosphere in the arena became chilly, as if another great battle was about to begin.

"That's enough, stop arguing, let's listen to Elder Lin Feng first." At this moment, the Palace Master of the Duhu Mansion finally gave a light drink, and stopped the two of them from pointing their needles at the wheat awning.

Hearing this, Lin Feng suppressed the anger in his heart, and just stared at Yeluqi coldly. It was obvious that Yeluqi refused to accept him. Even if he fought with Thunder Dragon for a while, in Yeluqi's eyes, he just thought it was purely courting death.

Lin Feng didn't have time to talk to Yeluqi, but looked at the Palace Master, and said in a deep voice: "Senior Palace Master, the scuffle is indeed unfair. Since it is a competition, you can't favor any side. The disciples of the five palaces are better than the six. Everyone knows it"

When Lin Feng said this, he immediately attracted the attention of many people. Among the disciples of the Six Sects, many disciples looked at Lin Feng with expressions of gratitude. They all knew that Lin Feng was speaking for the Six Sects and seeking some benefits.

In the Qilin Sect and the Zhuxian Sect, many disciples' anger towards Lin Feng has weakened a lot, which made the two sect's senior officials very worried.

"Oh? Is it possible? What's your opinion?" The palace master seemed to be very interested in Lin Feng's proposal, so he asked with a faint smile.

Lin Feng nodded, and said, "In my opinion, it's better to have ten disciples from the six sects and ten disciples from the five mansions form a team to participate in the competition, and divide them into five groups with four people in each group. , the six sects and the five mansions each occupy two disciples."

"In this way, each other is fair, whichever group is eliminated first, all four people will fail, and the four people in the successful group will be eligible to compete for the top three."

"As for how to arrange the top ten, seniors need to think more about it." After Lin Feng said this, he didn't continue, but Lin Feng's words were deeply shocked, and all the senior officials of the Six Sects and the Five Houses agreed. Except for Yeluqi, of course.

But Yeluqi saw that even Thunder Dragon who made the first proposal nodded, so he didn't say much.

"Okay, let's do it according to Elder Lin Feng's idea. Twenty disciples are divided into five groups. Each group has two disciples from the Six Sects and two disciples from the Five Houses. During the cooperation period, no infighting is allowed, otherwise they will be expelled directly."

"As for how to arrange the top ten, it depends on how many lost cards they have snatched."

When the palace lord said this, many people were shocked.

"My lord, what do you mean... to activate the Lost Formation?"

Great Elder Thunder Dragon's face suddenly changed, and he looked at the Palace Master in disbelief.

The Palace Master nodded, and said in a deep voice: "That's right, to open the Lost Formation, this formation was drawn by the founders of the Five Houses in combination with their own characteristics. If this formation uses all its strength, it is enough to obliterate a God Emperor." Strong"

"Although the palace masters of the other four palaces did not come, I can activate the Lost Formation with my own strength, but the strength is much weaker. Of course, it is not so dangerous for these disciples to enter it."

"There are lost cards hidden in it, and you need to find them as a team. Of course, you can also rob them, but the final result is that the team with the most lost cards will be the team that needs to compete for the top three. The remaining top ten will be based on the number of individuals. Calculate the number of tokens you get"

"In the group that finally enters the finals, if the lost cards in the hands of a certain disciple cannot enter the top ten, then they will be ranked according to the lost cards obtained by the individual, and the top four will be selected to compete with each other."

The Palace Master's voice is not loud, but it can be heard throughout the battlefield. Many people are eager to try, of course, they just want to, they don't have that chance.

The ones who really have a chance are the 20 people in the field. Lin Zhetian's eyes are full of determination. If he wants to become a real strong man, stronger than his father, he needs these tempering, no matter how difficult it is, he cannot give up.

"Let's start grouping now, and choose your own teammates," the Palace Master said in a deep voice to the twenty disciples.

Hearing this, Lin Zhetian raised his brows slightly, then quickly set his eyes on Ruoxie, and then smiled wickedly.

Ruoxie gave a wry smile, his little nephew was sharp-eyed, but Ruoxie also had the same meaning in his heart, and formed a group with Lin Zhetian, he was at ease, and at critical moments, he could also protect Lin Zhetian.

"Uncle Master, I'm in your group." Lin Zhetian didn't look outside at all, and came directly to Ruoxie with a bright smile on his face.

Zhuge Haonan looked slightly surprised, then looked at Ruoxie and asked, "This is...?"

"This is Lin Feng's eldest son, Lin Zhetian, and also Mengqing's only son." Ruoxie glanced at Lin Feng and Mengqing standing not far away with a strange expression, and said to Zhuge Haonan indifferently.

Immediately, Zhuge Haonan's face changed drastically, and then his eyes became strange.

"Little Martial Nephew, I'll be on your team too." Zhuge Haonan smiled brightly and said to Lin Zhetian.

After Ruoxie's explanation, Lin Zhetian learned that this is Ruoxie's uncle's senior brother, and he is also a good friend with his father. In this way, he is no longer an outsider, so he agreed.

"Junior Brother Zhetian, let me join too..."

At this moment, a submissive and shy female voice entered Lin Zhetian's ears.