The Strongest Urban Son-in-law

Chapter 2066 - 2093: Formation Duel

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Chapter 2066: Chapter 2093: Formation Duel

"This!" After hearing what the Golden Robe said, everyone’s eyes showed a look of shock, and their expressions became very unpleasant.

Bai Yue, Liang Hao, and Holy Heart seemed to finally understand why Ye Feng had always acted so calmly.

Because Ye Feng had been secretly sabotaging the Formation. Once the Formation was destroyed, they could avoid being killed by the Sword Qi. But now it was obvious that Ye Feng’s plan failed and was discovered by the opponent.

Thinking this through, they were all in despair, and had not expected Ye Feng to fail like this.

Golden Robe looked at Ye Feng and said, "Kid, I know your Formation skills are very impressive. Even if I were to use the Array Plate to play against you in Formations, I might lose to you. Every rune you carve is very powerful, but unfortunately, your strength is too weak. With your cultivation, it’s impossible to affect the grand Formation.

I’ve been watching the grand Formation all along, and now it’s unbreakable. There’s no way you all can survive!"

"Damn it! Are we really going to end like this?" After hearing Golden Robe, Liang Hao and the others shouted unwillingly.

However, Ye Feng’s face also turned a bit unpleasant. Ye Feng thought he had been very discreet, and yet he was still discovered by Golden Robe. Secretly carving Formation runes was something Ye Feng had not expected to be exposed.

But Ye Feng quickly calmed down: "Enough talk, it’s my turn to draw a wooden plaque. Let’s continue!"

Golden Robe smiled slightly, his eyes showing a relaxed and calm expression: "Since you’re eager to die, so be it!"

At this moment, only five wooden plaques were left. Five plaques, with a total of two hell-level difficulty challenges and three difficult-level challenges. Ye Feng looked at the plaques and said, "The first and fifth plaques are hell-level challenges, right?"

After hearing Ye Feng, Golden Robe was not surprised at all, as if he had already believed in his certain victory.

"Correct, shall I just tell you now? Among the remaining five wooden plaques, the first and fifth are the hell-level ones. But what of it? You’re sure to lose anyway. Hurry up, choose one. No matter which you pick, your fate will be the same. If you fail, you’ll be killed by the Sword Qi!" Golden Robe looked at Ye Feng confidently.

Ye Feng looked at the first wooden plaque and said, "In that case, I’ll choose the first one, hell-level challenge!"

"Alright!" As the words fell, Golden Robe immediately turned over the plaque. Sure enough, as Ye Feng said, it was a hell-level challenge, and Bai Yue and the others became nervous, unsure of what to do. If Ye Feng succeeded, they could survive for the moment, but even so, in the final round of choices, they would still face death!

Golden Robe said lightly: "It’s a challenge of intelligence. You and I will play against each other with Formations. Of course, I will set up three Formations to play against you. I start with an absolute advantage. Kid, are you confident?"

"Oh? Interesting, then let’s give it a try!" Ye Feng nodded, eyes filled with confidence.

Yet Bai Yue and the others looked very upset. They had already seen how terrifying Golden Robe’s Formation skills were. Previously, Liang Hao was defeated by Golden Robe in just seven moves, and that was because Golden Robe held back.

Otherwise, in at most three moves, Liang Hao would have been defeated by Golden Robe’s Formation. And now, Ye Feng needed to let Golden Robe have three moves in the Array Plate, laying out three Formations before starting the match. Normally, that would mean immediate failure.

Think about it, no Array Master could win against another with comparable Formation skills after giving them three moves ahead. Ye Feng’s victory seemed completely impossible.

But Ye Feng remained calm, looking at Golden Robe and said: "Letting you have three moves doesn’t mean I will certainly lose. Enough talk, let’s begin. Set up your Formations, and I will defeat you in the match!"

After hearing Ye Feng’s words, Golden Robe’s eyes filled with anger: "Kid, not to mention the Third Layer Heaven, even the Fourth Layer cannot win against me in Formations. Since you seek death, I’ll oblige!"

As soon as the words fell, a massive Array Plate appeared before Ye Feng. Then, Golden Robe began setting up the Formations. One by one, the Formation runes circulated, and in no time, a powerful Formation was formed on the Array Plate. Golden Robe continued without a pause, engraving the second Formation.

Liang Hao, Bai Yue, and Holy Heart could all clearly feel how exquisite and profound the Formation set up by Golden Robe was. When he played against Liang Hao, the Formations Golden Robe set up were just for fun, heavily holding back.

The Formations Golden Robe set up previously and the ones he’s setting up now aren’t even in the same tier.

Golden Robe quickly set up three Formations, and Holy Heart and the others couldn’t understand them at all.

They didn’t know how Ye Feng could possibly defeat Golden Robe. Golden Robe smiled at Ye Feng and said: "Kid, it’s your turn. I’ve already prepared. You only have at most one incense stick’s time to prepare each Formation. If after an incense stick’s time, you can’t withstand my Formation’s attack, it means death. Let’s begin..."

With that, Ye Feng immediately began to carve out the Formation runes one by one. Ye Feng’s hand speed was astonishingly fast, and they couldn’t see the runes he was carving at all. Ye Feng’s fingers transformed into a series of afterimages. The afterimages slid across, and then turned into Formation runes intertwined together.

Seeing Ye Feng’s intricately exquisite Formation runes, Golden Robe’s eyes showed a look of surprise.

He hadn’t expected Ye Feng to be able to carve such refined Formation runes. At this moment, Golden Robe realized that Ye Feng’s Formation skills might surpass his own. But so what, he did not believe that Ye Feng’s Formation mastery could far exceed his.

Golden Robe could sense that Ye Feng had lived for at most less than a hundred years. How could he, in such a short time, vastly surpass him in Formation skills? He couldn’t think of any chance of losing.

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