The rag picking sister turned out to be a weapon refiner

Jiang Chenghai, who had been watching from the side, finally heard some useful information. He immediately stepped forward, got close to Han Qianyu, and listened quietly.

"It's very simple. There are a lot of people participating in the competition, but the maze is not very big, and the area it can accommodate is limited. I only need to connect all the formations in a certain area, and then use these formations as the basis to make a continuous trigger formation, merge the power of the formations, and then reverse it on this basis." Hu Xingtong explained and gestured.

But despite this, Han Qianyu and Jiang Chenghai obviously didn't understand.

No one understood what was said about the stands and platforms connected by the water mirror.

Seeing this, Hu Xingtong knew that the two of them didn't understand. He sighed, resignedly took out a pen and paper from his ring, and explained while drawing.

"Take this area as an example. There are five formations in it. Each of them is different, but no matter what their type is, they can be connected together by finding a pattern. In this way, these five formations can form a formation. And by adding my own spiritual power or soul mark to this formation, I can ensure that these formations are driven by me."

"Then, use this method to search for other areas. You don't need to search all of them, just find a few in each place. Eventually, each area will have its own formation, and then connect them together. At this time, all the formations within the areas between these areas will also be assimilated, including the maze itself."

"Because the maze itself is also a kind of formation, I can use this method to cover all the formations." There is one thing Hu Xingtong didn't say. After mastering the laws of space, she can move herself and objects at the fastest speed or even teleport. Correspondingly, the formation needs to be set up above the space, which further facilitates her to change the layout of the entire maze.

After listening to Hu Xingtong's explanation, everyone suddenly realized. At this time, Hu Xingtong discovered that the people who were originally looking at the photo stone had come to his side at some point and were sitting around listening to his explanation.

At the same time, there was silence in the stands.

"No, you're all listening?"

She was answered by a chorus of responses. Hu Xingtong smiled helplessly and did not recommend these people to learn it. Anyway, if they did not learn the laws of space, they might not be able to learn her method.

While they were talking, the judges came back with the lists of second and third place winners.

"After evaluation, the first place is Hu Xingtong from Fanyun Sect, the second place is Ming Zhiyan from Fuzhen Sect, and the third place is Fang Zhaoxue from Tianhun Sect."

I am the only one in Fanyun Sect, and my senior sister was ranked third in the previous life.

Hu Xingtong looked at Han Qianyu beside him, thinking that his resurrection had changed him a lot, and the butterfly effect still existed.

As the list was announced, the entire competition venue erupted in applause and cheers. Hu Xingtong's performance was particularly praised. After all, Hu Xingtong had single-handedly won both the Alchemy and Formation competitions, demonstrating his strength.

After these few days, Hu Xingtong really felt a little tired, and his spiritual energy was consumed greatly. When he thought about the fighting later, Hu Xingtong felt a little regretful. He regretted that he had been impulsive and asked all six sects to participate.

It was still the lineup introduction session, but Hu Xingtong simply didn't leave the stage and leaned against the competition stage to take a nap.

"Oh no, why isn't Hu Xingtong going down? Is he going to participate in the spiritual martial arts competition as well?"

"Does she have to fight for martial arts? She's a formation master and alchemist, so she shouldn't compete with us physical cultivators."

"It's over. I think she's ready to attack all six gates."

There was a chorus of wailing in the stands, all of which were expressions of pain and complaints about Hu Xingtong's dimensionality reduction attack.

Of course, there are also those who don't believe in it. They simply don't believe that Hu Xingtong, who is good at writing arrays and refining medicine, can be compared with them who practice hard every day.

"I just don't believe that a guy who spends every day drawing arrays and refining medicine can beat those of us who lift weights and practice strength." A burly bald man walked straight onto the competition stage.

Martial arts competitions are different from others. They are all challenge competitions. Each person defends the ring for twenty rounds. The one who lasts until the end will advance to the next round. The one who can't hold on will be eliminated directly. The last one will be the champion. In short, martial arts competitions are very rough and can be summarized in one word: fighting.

Seeing someone coming on stage, Hu Xingtong didn't even bother to raise his eyelids. He knew that the other party was treating him as the defending champion, and hurriedly asked the referee: "Elder, don't you need someone to perform?"

"No, that's not necessary. Contestants who want to defend their title can do so directly. After completing twenty matches, they will advance to the next round." The referee did not forget to ask, "Do you want to defend your title?"

Well... just defend, finish the game early and go back to sleep early. She was so sleepy that she couldn't even remember the rules of the game.

"After this defense, when is the next one?"

"tomorrow."

After getting the answer, he became more motivated and immediately called out, "I'll defend the title!"

As he spoke, Hu Xingtong twisted his aching shoulders and neck and looked at the newcomer: "Come, let's have a sparring match."

The bald man felt provoked and immediately raised his fist and rushed towards Hu Xingtong.

With the scanning eye turned on, the opponent's speed in front of him was like a slow-motion replay. Hu Xingtong felt bored, so he turned around and chopped down with his hand knife. He used his clever strength to dissolve the bald man's attack into nothingness, and took advantage of the situation to push him away gently, causing him to stagger a few steps and almost fall.

"Is this all you can do?" Hu Xingtong's tone was full of sarcasm, but he did not reveal any contempt.

However, the bald man had a deep understanding of the scene just now. He never thought that a seemingly thin woman could have so much strength. He just felt like he had punched cotton.

The bald man's face turned stern, and he quickly adjusted his state. He took a deep breath, and the muscles all over his body seemed to swell even more, exuding an aura that should not be underestimated.

"Come again!" The bald man growled and rushed towards Hu Xingtong again. This time he was faster and stronger, and it was obvious that he was giving it his all.

Hu Xingtong smiled faintly, her figure moving lightly like a ghost. Each dodge was just right, neither too far nor too close, always maintaining a distance that allowed her to observe her opponent and counterattack at any time. She did not rush to attack, but patiently looked for the opponent's flaws.

After several rounds of attack and defense, the bald man gradually became exhausted. His offensive began to become chaotic and his breathing became rapid. At this moment, Hu Xingtong caught a slight pause in his movements, which was a sign of declining physical strength and distraction.

"The opportunity has come!" Hu Xingtong muttered to himself, and his body suddenly accelerated. He used the light body and illusion at the same time, and in a flash of light and shadow, he instantly got close to the bald man.

She formed her hands into claws and quickly and accurately grabbed his wrists. With a force, she lifted him up high, then gently threw him, and he landed steadily in a corner of the competition stage.

"Oh my god, this little girl uprooted a weeping willow tree!" There was a burst of exclamations from the audience. No one would have thought that a seemingly weak woman could defeat a huge physical cultivator so easily. It was really unbelievable.

The bald man struggled to get up from the ground, looking at Hu Xingtong with a look of both unwillingness and admiration. He knew he had been defeated, and he was defeated wholeheartedly.

"I lost." The bald man said sincerely, then consciously left the competition stage.

Hu Xingtong nodded slightly and looked below the ring.

"Who's coming?"