Piao Renyi, Park Zhixing, and the others failed to notice the problem. Seeing the 60,000 enemy players fighting more fiercely by the moment and increasingly threatening to disrupt their formation, they only wanted to wipe out these six ten-thousand-man groups as quickly as possible.
"Hit them! Use your skills and wipe them out! We absolutely cannot let them keep advancing!" Piao Renyi and Tianlong shouted in unison.
The 1.5 million players were spread out in a massive formation. Fewer than 300,000 could actually strike those 60,000 players. No matter how loudly the two men shouted, those who could reach the enemy attacked with all their strength, while those who could not could only watch.
Soon, the final two trigrams of the Eight Trigrams Formation separated from the Taiji circle and joined the battle. The result was an Eight Trigrams Formation stretched out in a straight line, with a Taiji circle following closely behind it.
The two formations advanced in sync, shouting together with every push. Each cry sent tremors through the battlefield, like rolling thunder.
Piao Renyi, Park Zhixing, and the others had never seen such a style of combat. They only remembered that they had superior numbers and desperately shouted for their subordinates to surround the Iron Blood Brotherhood and launch an all-out assault.
What they did not know was that the Taiji circle itself was a complete formation capable of switching between offense and defense, with no blind spots at all. However, achieving that required dedicated commanders.
Lu Yang commanded the white Taiji Fish Formation on one side, while Xu Cailiang commanded the black Taiji circle on the other.
Although it was the first time either man had commanded a battle formation, they shared the tacit understanding of experts and effortlessly directed the Taiji circle as it harvested