Chapter 419          Facial Question Competition

Moreover, Zhuo Buqun had heard Yuan Luo say that the city lord Changsun Youde promised to give her a token.

She is a princess, so the Changsun family is not afraid that something might happen to her in the Douhuang tomb, which will attract the emperor's anger?

Does the Changsun family want to rebel?

While Zhuo Buqun was thinking, a young man in a fiery red robe walked towards him, "Your name is Zhuo Buqun?"

"Is there something wrong?"

"Lu family, Lu Zhengyang." The young man smiled, but there was a sense of coldness in his eyes.

Zhuo Buqun smiled. A few days ago, he forced Lu Sen to kill Lu Muyang. The Lu family naturally would not give up. The Lu family's children came over to say hello to him.

"I heard you are a military division?"

"First-rank military division."

Someone next to him was surprised when he heard that Zhuo Buqun was a first-rank military division, and then he showed disdain.

"I heard that you are respected as a master in Baoxing Pavilion, so how could you be just a first-grade military division?"

"Young Master Lu has something to say, just say it. If you want to seek revenge for Lu Muyang, I will take it."

Lu Zhengyang narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light burst out from the cracks of his eyes, but his face still smiled and said, "It happened that I am also a soldier. When I arrived in Wangze City, I heard your name. I finally met today. I want to discuss with you. I guess you won't refuse?"

Zhuo Buqun curled a sneer on the corner of his mouth, "I can't find it, I don't know how to compare it?"

"Just play around and help everyone get rid of their boredom. Formation is the basis of star soldiers. Why not we compete with formations. We will give each other a question and the other party will break it. Whoever can persist until the end will naturally win."

Zhuo Buqun was about to agree, but suddenly Yan Li's voice came from his ears: "No! Lu Zhengyang is a genius of the Lu family's weapon refining, and has been practicing the art of refining weapons under the dynasty's first army division Shen Tiangong for five years. He is especially good at formations, so don't be fooled!"

Shen Tiangong?

This person is very famous in the Xingyuan Dynasty and is the only ninth-rank soldier in the entire Xingyuan Continent.

If Lu Zhengyang does not have enough talent, he will not be qualified to practice the art of refining weapons under Shen Tiangong's sect.

But what about Shen Tiangong? He doesn’t even deserve to pick up shoes for Zhuo Buqun’s weapon refiner in the Tianxing Realm.

"Just compete as you said!" Zhuo Buqun agreed without hesitation, and Yan Li was so angry that he stomped his feet, but had no choice.

Everyone was a little bored and saw that there was fun to watch, so they gathered around.

"A mere first-rank military division is going to bet on a formation with Lu Zhengyang. Who gave him the courage?"

"This man is bold and arrogant. I heard that Lu Muyang was killed by him. Just now, he even teased Princess Yuan Yingying. What else is he afraid of such a crazy person?"

"The courage is commendable, but it will be ugly if you die later."

Many children from aristocratic families know Lu Zhengyang's background and sneer at Zhuo Buqun and compete with Lu Zhengyang for formations. Isn't this seeking death?

Lu Zhengyang said generously: "I will not bully you, I will ask you to make a question first."

"I'm worried that Mr. Lu will not be able to solve the problem I have proposed, so that would be too boring." Zhuo Buqun's plain tone exudes a domineering and arrogant attitude that despises everything.

Everyone around laughed, as if they heard the funnyest joke in the world.

"That young man can only take responsibility." Lu Zhengyang smiled, stretched out his right hand, and the fighting spirit spurted out from his index finger.

Then he swept into the air, leaving graceful arcs in front of him, intertwined together, forming a mysterious formation, emitting a dazzling halo, but exuding a sharp murderous aura.

"Level 5 formation?"

Zhuo Buqun couldn't help but look at Lu Zhengyang more.

At this age, being able to easily set up a five-level formation shows that his talent and attainments in the formation are extraordinary. As long as he has enough experience, he can easily become a fifth-grade soldier.

However, Lu Zhengyang set up such a formation, at most it only allowed Zhuo Buqun to take a look at it.

Lu Zhengyang set up a killing formation. If he does not understand the method of breaking the formation and triggering the formation, with the strength of Zhuo Buqun's seventh-grade fighter, he will be instantly strangled by the fierce formation power.

The people around him are qualified to enter the Douhuang tomb. Whether it is talent, strength, or vision, they are naturally extraordinary. Seeing the power of this killing formation, they exclaimed a burst of awesome.

Hearing everyone's praise and seeing Zhuo Buqun's expression, Lu Zhengyang curled a sneer on his lips, "Master Zhuo, my master's formation question has been issued, please break the formation!"

Zhuo Buqun smiled indifferently, stretched out a finger, and spit out the fighting spirit from his fingertips. He tapped the killing formation for more than a dozen times in a row. His technique was extremely fast, and everyone was dazzled.

Bang!

The killing formation set up by Lu Zhengyang exploded with a dazzling ball of starlight and then dispersed.

"It's broken, it's really broken!"

"Is this kid a blind cat hitting a dead mouse?"

Everyone was amazed.

Yan Li, who was full of nervousness, was completely relieved.

Lu Zhengyang raised his sword eyebrows and showed a solemn look in his eyes. Zhuo Buqun easily broke his level five formation, and he had no choice but to pay attention to it.

"It's my next!"

Zhuo Buqun used his fighting spirit to sweep the air in front of him, quickly leaving a faint trace of fighting spirit, and soon formed a formation, which looked extremely chaotic and emitted a faint mist.

"Level 1 maze?"

After looking carefully for a while, Lu Zhengyang finally confirmed that the formation set up by Zhuo Buqun was just the simplest first-level maze, but it was a little more complicated.

"I can solve the mystery of the mere first-level mystery!" Lu Zhengyang sneered disdainfully, released his fighting spirit, and then began to break the formation.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his fingers touched the formation, he suddenly felt that the scenery in front of him suddenly changed, and there was a rolling fog everywhere, making his consciousness lose it in an instant.

Zhuo Buqun set up a first-level maze, but the formation contained his powerful spiritual will. When Lu Zhengyang touched the formation, his consciousness was immediately affected by the formation, let alone breaking the formation.

Everyone saw Lu Zhengyang like a lost blind man, his face full of panic and fear, his hands were dancing, and he released a series of fighting spirits, which scared everyone away, fearing that he would harm the fish in the pond.

After a stick of incense, there was no sign of Lu Zhengyang breaking the formation. Instead, he became more and more panicked and manic.

"The city lord is here, Lu Zhengyang, you are not here to pay homage!" A loud shout like thunder came, it was Lu Sen, the commander of the Xuanjia Army.

Lu Zhengyang's body was shocked and he broke away from the control of the maze. His face was pale, his heart was soaked with sweat and his breath was sluggish, as if he had been in the formation for several days.

He felt a little scared. If Lu Sen hadn't drunk it in time, his consciousness would have fallen into a maze. Even if he couldn't die, he would have been depressed for several months.

Zhuo Buqun smiled and said, "Is Mr. Lu still interested in continuing to play? Why don't we find an opportunity to compete?"

Lu Zhengyang looked at Zhuo Buqun deeply, with a strong hatred and unconcealed fear in his eyes. At the same time, his heart was filled with frustration. This was the first time in his life that such a great defeat was.

Everyone's eyes suddenly became different when they looked at Zhuo Buqun. No matter where they went, people with strength would be respected.

"Come in!"

The majestic voice of Changsun Youde came from the main hall.

Everyone looked terrified and walked into the hall one after another.

There were only two people in the empty hall, and Changsun Youde sat in the first position on the left.

On the main position, a middle-aged man with long jade face and beard sat upright, with a momentum of controlling everything on his body, giving people great pressure.
Chapter completed!