Chapter 2067 - 2094: Effortless Reversal

Chapter 2067: Chapter 2094: Effortless Reversal

Time passed swiftly, and before long, a stick of incense had almost burned out. Ye Feng rapidly inscribed one formation rune after another. Finally, just as the stick of incense was about to burn out, Ye Feng completed the first set of formation carvings. A formation appeared on the array plate, emitting a radiant glow, and the first round of confrontation began.

The formations carved by the three Golden Robes unleashed a terrifying attack, all simultaneously targeting Ye Feng’s formation. The aura that erupted from the array plate was so intense, it seemed like thousands of warriors were clashing.

The array plate transformed into a brutal battlefield, with four formations colliding directly.

Yet at this moment, Ye Feng’s formation astonishingly transformed into a Tai Chi Diagram, containing formidable offensive and defensive capabilities, a combined grand formation that integrated attack and defense.

The attacks continued to collide with the formations laid by the Golden Robes, like countless warriors engaged in battle, mutually exhausting one another with damages on both sides. Meanwhile, the defensive power of Ye Feng’s grand formation formed a strong defensive barrier, continuously resisting the assaults of the other formations. Instantly, energy shockwaves erupted from the array plate, rippling continuously.

A stick of incense time passed. Though Ye Feng was initially at a disadvantage, he unexpectedly endured and successfully survived the first confrontation, which no one had anticipated. Everyone originally thought Ye Feng couldn’t last through the first engagement.

Things would end in complete failure, but unexpectedly, Ye Feng managed to persevere, despite his grand formation being somewhat damaged. As soon as the first confrontation ended, Ye Feng and the Golden Robe simultaneously began carving formations again.

The Golden Robe realized that he had underestimated Ye Feng. Though he vaguely thought Ye Feng’s formation skills might be superior to his own, it was now clear that Ye Feng’s expertise far surpassed his, far more than just slightly. If he were careless, he would lose!

The Golden Robe became serious, while Ye Feng quickly resumed setting up formations. Instantly, their hands turned into blurred shadows, as one rune after another appeared, and they gathered them together.

In no time at all, both had completed their formations. The Golden Robe was confident; he believed he could suppress Ye Feng completely in the second exchange, leaving him no chance to turn the tables, ensuring his victory in the third encounter.

The formations clashed once again, turning the array plate into a vast battlefield, with countless warriors in fierce combat.

Yet Ye Feng maintained a calm and relaxed demeanor, indifferent to the collision of formations, as shockwaves rippled.

The second round of confrontation ended quickly, and the Golden Robe frowned deeply, internally shocked: "What!"

The Golden Robe became tense, swiftly setting up his third formation. Ye Feng, without any hesitation, rapidly set up his formation, the runes pulsing continuously. Soon, both were prepared with their third set of formations.

The outcome was the same; although Ye Feng was at a disadvantage, he still persisted.

"How is this possible!" The Golden Robe began to panic. Initially he thought Ye Feng would fail on the first attempt, then believed Ye Feng would at most hold out until the third. But he found he was wrong, for even in the third encounter, though Ye Feng was still at a disadvantage.

Yet Ye Feng was not too harried, and they continued crafting formations and engaging in battles.

The fourth... the fifth... the sixth, quickly leading to the seventeenth encounter. By now, two full hours had passed, and the Golden Robe was drenched in sweat, feeling flustered inside.

Seventeen rounds, a total of seventeen rounds, and Ye Feng had not been defeated, a skill in formations that far exceeded the Golden Robe’s imagination.

Most importantly, Ye Feng was gradually turning the tide, with their match now becoming even.

Finally, on the eighteenth exchange, the positions reversed, as all the formations Ye Feng previously set were now functioning in sync, launching a stormy onslaught, forcing the Golden Robe to retreat.

By the nineteenth clash, the Golden Robe was completely on the back foot, his body trembling.

He knew that his formation skills, even within the Four Heavenly Realms, could rank among the top three.

But today he was utterly outclassed by a junior, without any recourse; the trembling in his hand carving the runes couldn’t be stopped, finally, by the twentieth round, Ye Feng had first laid his formation, while the Golden Robe made a mistake.

The Golden Robe failed to prepare a new formation in the allotted time, and Ye Feng’s twenty formations triggered a chain reaction, launching an unstoppable attack that easily defeated the Golden Robe.

"Rumble!" Tremors resounded from the array plate, as the Golden Robe’s formations crumbled in large swathes.

In less than five breaths of time, the Golden Robe’s formations completely collapsed, resulting in a thorough defeat.

"How is that possible! I actually lost!" The Golden Robe gazed at Ye Feng in shock, as if looking at a monster.

He knew that Ye Feng’s current cultivation was still weak, only at the mid-Heavenly Saint stage. If Ye Feng were to reach the realm through sufficient materials, he could deploy formations threatening the rules of the Ten Thousand Treasure Land.

By then, even the rules of the Ten Thousand Treasure Land wouldn’t be able to restrain Ye Feng.

"I... I lost..." The Golden Robe stared blankly at Ye Feng, feeling an enormous sense of humiliation for the first time in tens of thousands of years.

The Golden Robe was very confident in his formation skills, yet now he had lost to Ye Feng, to a junior, even after letting Ye Feng have three moves, only to be effortlessly reversed and trounced, a complete humiliation.

Meanwhile, Ye Feng still wore a calm and composed expression, as if he had accomplished something very easy and simple, not worth flaunting, seemingly having already anticipated this outcome.

Ye Feng looked at the Golden Robe and said, "Senior Golden Robe, can this round’s results be settled now...?"

The Golden Robe looked at Ye Feng with an unpleasant expression, then replied with a shaking voice, "Alright, you and Holy Heart have both succeeded, one hell difficulty and one normal difficulty, shortening Sword Qi by seventy feet altogether..."

PS: Just returned from a trip to Chengdu, didn’t have time to write, but will update more from tomorrow!