Ever since the heart-stopping blood battle with the Frog Race, Yanran had poured immense effort into studying the profound art of battle formations Xu Kun had taught her.
She had deeply grasped that the essence of battle formations lay in "concentrating strength at one point, shattering ten thousand tons in an instant"!
It was like clenching scattered fingers into an invincible iron fist, drawing upon mysterious formations to guide, gather, and elevate the seemingly separate strength of eight hundred people, ultimately unleashing destructive power far beyond the simple sum of Individual Strength!
The facts proved that Xu Kun's eye for talent was exceptionally sharp.
Yanran, who had never before encountered formations or battle formations, had seen her talent in this field bloom with astonishing brilliance under the guidance of this great teacher, like a buried treasure unearthed.
Combined with her outstanding military command abilities and practical experience from repeated bloody battles, Yanran was no longer the Amon she once was in the art of battle formations. She had achieved a tremendous, almost transformative improvement!
By drawing inferences from one example, her Formation Master rank had already leaped to B-grade!
And the core direction of her research had always revolved around battle formations that "placed people first and borrowed the Heaven and Earth Great Momentum"!
Although the races conquered earlier had witnessed Yanran set up some small battle formations on the spot, those had merely been minor displays of skill, used to break local deadlocks or reduce casualties.
But today, on this core battlefield of the Clam Race, facing these eight hundred "impassable fortress walls" that represented absolute defense, Yanran had found the ultimate stage to test everything she had learned and deliver a perfect answer to her mentor, Xu Kun!
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
As Yanran guided the formation with her