Practicing Formations! Thousand Threads Mastery!

Their initial coordination was still somewhat awkward. Some moved too slowly into position, some struck too quickly, and some collided with their teammates.

But none of them were mediocre. Among Blade Peak's Core Disciples, who could stand out without possessing exceptional talent?

After only a few rounds of practice, they found their respective places. The disciples in the metal positions began to grow accustomed to striking at the proper moments; those in the wood positions learned to restrain their opponents while their teammates attacked; those in the fire positions came to understand how to erupt at critical junctures.

The formation operated with increasing smoothness and harmony.

This training lasted three days.

Three days later, although weariness showed on their faces and their clothes had been soaked through with sweat and dried by the wind who knew how many times, with some having exhausted their true qi several times over, the excitement in their expressions was impossible to conceal.

They could feel it: the Blade Edge Formation was more than twice as powerful as when they fought separately.

Their coordination grew ever more seamless, their offense and defense ever more fluid. Everyone had found their place within the formation, like gears in a machine meshing perfectly together.

Li Bufan said, "Everyone, I believe we have thoroughly practiced the formation's variations over these past days. Next, we should conserve our energy, refine our cultivation, and gather our strength for the Nine Peaks Martial Meet. We still have a few days left. Rest well and bring yourselves to your best condition."

"Alright!" Everyone nodded in succession, cupped their fists in farewell, and returned to Blade Peak.

Even with Li Bufan's vigorous, dragon-and-tiger-like physique, he felt exhausted. Three consecutive days of high-intensity training had greatly drained his mind and spirit. After greeting Chu Qing