The referee announced the start of the match, and Ning Xing struck first.
He did not charge straight at Li Fei. Instead, he rapidly took seven consecutive steps, each leaving an afterimage behind.
Li Fei saw it clearly. With every step Ning Xing took, he pointed his sword at the ground and drove a burst of force into it. After the seventh step, Ning Xing stood there and waited. When he saw that Li Fei made no move, he changed direction and took another seven consecutive steps.
After finishing, Ning Xing glanced at Li Fei again. Seeing that Li Fei still had not moved, he continued stepping.
"Is he setting up a formation?"
As Ning Xing took more and more steps, Li Fei gradually saw through it. His opponent was probably setting up a formation.
After taking forty-nine consecutive steps, Ning Xing adjusted his breathing slightly, glanced at Li Fei once more, then continued stepping and expanded the formation's range.
Watching Ning Xing diligently set up the formation, Li Fei could not help feeling puzzled.
Could he be planning to fill the entire arena with this formation?
How huge would the formation have to be? Does he have enough force to support something like that?
In the stands, Ning Chuan held his forehead, veins bulging on his temple.
Before the match, he had told Ning Xing to take his opponent seriously and use all his strength. He had not expected Ning Xing to take him this seriously. What Ning Xing was using now was the Great Luo Sect's secret art—Treading Wind, Laying Thunder.
The formation he was setting up was the Big Dipper Wind and Thunder Formation!
Once force left the body, it quickly dispersed. Only force that could be retained for a long time could provide the foundation for