694: Chapter 694 Lu Xueqi and Biyao (73)

"His Star Power attribute seems extremely special; at times it's as explosive as fire, at others as sharp as gold, unpredictable."

"Could it be that he possesses some special Physique, or has he Cultivated an extremely profound Cultivation Technique?"

Amidst the discussions, Su Han's name on the light screen's rankings continued to rise, currently reaching sixty-first place. As the competition progressed, a large number of slightly weaker Disciples were eliminated, and those remaining were all elites of various sects. The higher the ranking, the smaller the power gap, and every battle became extremely difficult.

Ye Lingxiao encountered a strong enemy in the fourth round. After a hard-fought battle, he was unable to hold on and ultimately suffered a regrettable defeat, stopping at around two hundredth place. However, he had done his best, so Venerable Ziyang did not blame him, but instead offered some words of encouragement.

In the fifth round, Su Han's opponent was ranked thirty-third, a Disciple from the "Tianji Pavilion" named Do Not Ask.

The Tianji Pavilion was not known for its combat prowess, but was famous for deducing heavenly secrets, Formations, and Talismans. The Disciples under its banner often did not have top-tier combat strength, but they had numerous methods that were eerie and difficult to defend against.

Do Not Ask was a young man who looked somewhat lazy, holding a white jade abacus and yawning as he stepped onto the arena. But when he looked at Su Han, a sharp light flashed through those seemingly drowsy eyes.

"Su Han of the Ziyang Sect?" Do Not Ask fiddled with the abacus beads and said lazily, "Four consecutive wins, combat assessment upgraded three times. The odds dropped from fifty-to-one to three-to-one. Interesting."

Su Han's brow twitched slightly. Odds? Was this guy actually betting on the matches?

Do Not Ask seemed to see through his confusion and grinned: "Don't look at me like that. We Disciples of the Tianji Pavilion have to find a way to make a living. Alright, enough nonsense, let's start. Let me see if you're actually worth the current odds."

Before he finished speaking, he raised the white jade abacus in his hand, and dozens of abacus beads shot out. They were not aimed at Su Han, but scattered across various parts of the arena. As the beads hit the ground, a flash of spiritual light appeared, and they instantly sank into the floor.

"Formation, rise." Do Not Ask shouted low and formed hand seals.

Buzz—

On the arena, lines of spiritual runes lit up, crisscrossing to form a light Formation that covered the entire stage. Su Han felt his whole body sink, as if he had fallen into a mire, and his movements immediately slowed by thirty percent. At the same time, the scene before him distorted; the arena seemed to be stretched and widened, and Do Not Ask's figure appeared in several positions simultaneously, making it hard to tell true from false.

"Illusion Formation? Trapping Formation?" Su Han did not panic. He sent out his Divine Sense, only to find that it was also interfered with by the Formation, making it difficult to lock onto Do Not Ask's true body.

"It's useless," Do Not Ask's voice came from all directions. "This 'Small Zhou Heaven Lost Array' specifically traps the Divine Sense and Physical Body. Unless you break the law with force or are proficient in Formations and find the eye of the Formation, you'll be trapped until you die. Of course, killing is not allowed on the arena, so I'll use other methods to make you admit defeat."

While speaking, the Formation shifted, and chains condensed from spiritual power drilled out from the ground, coiling toward Su Han's legs. Simultaneously, several of Do Not Ask's phantoms attacked at once, with finger winds and palm shadows striking from tricky angles.

Su Han swung his sword to sever the chains and deployed his movement technique, shifting and dodging within the limited space to avoid most of the attacks, but he was still grazed by two palm winds, causing his protective Star Power to fluctuate.

"Quite interesting." Su Han's eyes narrowed slightly. This Tianji Pavilion Disciple was indeed troublesome. Under the shroud of the Formation, he was restricted at every turn, while the opponent was like a fish in water.

He couldn't let this drag on. The operation of a Formation required spiritual power to maintain, but looking at Do Not Ask's calm and composed appearance, he clearly had ample reserves. Break the law with force? Su Han assessed the strength of the Formation; if he used "Starfire Prairie Fire" with full power, he might be able to forcibly tear a corner, but the consumption would definitely be huge. There were more battles ahead, so it wasn't worth the cost.

Then, there was only one choice—find the eye of the Formation.

Su Han closed his eyes, no longer using his eyes to look at those phantoms, nor trying to forcibly probe with his interfered Divine Sense. Within the star palace, the clear radiance of moonlight fell, blending with the starlight on the base. He recalled the descriptions of "Qi flow" and "meridians" in the "Primal Ancient Sutra," sinking his mind into a state of emptiness to sense the trajectories of spiritual power flowing within the Formation.

Formations were essentially the application and combination of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi. As long as a Formation was set up, there would be patterns in the flow of spiritual power. And Primal Star Power was a manifestation of the Origin power of all things; its perception of spiritual power flow far exceeded that of ordinary Star Power.

In Su Han's perception, his surroundings were no longer distorted illusions, but rather colorful streams of spiritual power. They moved according to specific trajectories, forming a complex network. Most of the spiritual power streams circulated within the Formation, but at several nodes, the flow was exceptionally active, pulsating like a heart and acting like hubs connecting multiple streams of spiritual power.

The eye of the Formation!

Su Han suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze like lightning, locking onto a spot on the ground about three zhang to his front-left that appeared empty. At the tip of the "starfire sword," a point of extremely condensed starlight lit up and suddenly pierced out!

"Eh?" Do Not Ask's surprised voice rang out. That sword light was unerring, piercing right toward where one of his hidden secondary Formation eyes was located! He hurriedly flicked the abacus, the Formation shifted, and the direction of spiritual power flow changed abruptly, causing that Formation eye to move away instantly.

But Su Han's sword momentum shifted with it, following like a shadow, once again piercing toward another convergence point of spiritual power.

Do Not Ask's expression finally changed. Once might be a coincidence, but accurately finding the Formation nodes twice was not luck. Could this kid actually see through the operational patterns of the "Small Zhou Heaven Lost Array"?

He no longer dared to hold back. The white jade abacus was flicked rapidly, producing crisp "clack-clack" sounds. The full power of the Formation was unleashed, illusions proliferated, spiritual power chains danced wildly like venomous snakes, and streaks of spiritual power attacks struck at Su Han from all directions.

Within the Formation, the pressure on Su Han increased sharply. But his heart was as calm as water, and the "starfire sword" in his hand traced out profound trajectories. Every strike hit a critical point of the spiritual power flow, either severing, guiding, or annihilating it. It seemed like a series of narrow escapes, but he always managed to resolve the crisis at the critical moment. (End of Chapter)