Meanwhile, in Wanze City, Zhao Yun was leading the disciples in high-intensity training.
Every morning, before the first rays of sunlight had fully illuminated the earth, orderly, forceful battle cries already rang out across the training grounds.
Zhao Yun personally demonstrated exquisitely refined moves. His movements flowed like drifting clouds and running water, powerful and vigorous; every stance and strike contained astonishing force, leaving the surrounding disciples unable to look away.
"Watch carefully. The key to this move, 'Dragon Battles in the Wild,' lies in the momentum and speed of the thrust. It must be executed in one continuous breath!" Zhao Yun explained loudly as he demonstrated.
The disciples studied with rapt attention, striving to incorporate the techniques Zhao Yun taught into their own cultivation.
During breaks in training, Zhao Yun also shared his combat experience and cultivation insights with the disciples.
"Battle is by no means merely a contest of strength; it is even more a clash of wisdom and will.
When facing a powerful enemy, you must remain calm, observe carefully, and seek out the opponent's weaknesses.
Then seize the opportunity and deliver a fatal blow!" Zhao Yun said earnestly.
The disciples sat around him, listening with great interest. From time to time, they raised their own questions and doubts, and Zhao Yun patiently answered them one by one.
Meanwhile, within the Dagan Imperial Palace, Kang Yeyu was racking his brains over how to deal with the Wanze Sect.
Every day, he summoned his ministers to discuss countermeasures, yet the imperial court remained locked in endless dispute.
"Your Majesty, the Wanze Sect is growing stronger by the day. If we do not immediately send troops to suppress them, they may become a grave threat in the future!" one minister urged passionately.
"Absolutely not! The time is not yet