He had deliberately chosen this to be the exam question.
If Mr. Zhuang's young disciple had learned it, then there was nothing to be done, it would simply mean his Formation experience was indeed vast.
Everyone competed using Formations, to decide victory or defeat.
But if he did not know it, then he was almost certain to lose without a doubt.
Two hours, including both learning and Drawing Formation, was simply not enough time.
The Chief Elder snorted coldly.
Originally, choosing this Formation as the test was somewhat "winning without honor."
But now that Mr. Zhuang was so arrogant, making such bold statements, it was no longer unfair for him to take advantage of this unconventional question, given the circumstances.
Mo Hua and the blue-robed Sect Disciple from the Five Elements Sect went to the center of the field, each sitting at a desk, several yards apart, shielded by a Formation. They could neither see each other clearly nor spy with their Divine Sense.
