True Martial Seven-Section Formation!

True Martial Seven-Section Formation.

The corner of Wang Xuan's mouth lifted slightly. Since he had seen through their true nature, there was no need to be polite.

With a sinking thought, he directly maxed out his talent.

Countless insights flooded into his mind like a burst dam, overwhelming him from all directions. It was not a breakdown of individual moves, but every secret of the entire formation, from its foundations to its limits: how qi channels flowed, how formation positions shifted, how seven people coordinated, how the tortoise and serpent's two forces complemented each other... Everything became crystal clear in an instant. At the same time, based on this formation, he derived seven methods that used the body as the formation and the internal organs as its foundation.

At this moment, his understanding of this formation had completely surpassed Zhang Sanfeng, its creator.

One-Click Max!

Three traits appeared on the System Panel in succession.

[Yin-Yang Mutual Aid]: This formation used the seven mansions of the Black Tortoise as its formation positions, divided into the two core states of tortoise stillness and serpent movement. Now, the two fused into one, abandoning form while preserving intent. Movement and stillness became one, hardness and softness returned to unity.

[Geometric Superposition]: Power increased geometrically with the number of techniques activated. Activating two sets at once produced the power of two people joining forces, directly doubling the strength; activating three sets doubled it again from that foundation; activating all seven sets gave it the power of sixty-four experts of the same rank attacking simultaneously.

[Flawless]: When one person activated all seven martial arts, their qi flowed without obstruction. The formation circulated endlessly through the meridians, and the martial techniques linked together seamlessly, without a single flaw.

Wang Xuan was overjoyed.

Yin-Yang Mutual Aid meant he did not need to gather enough people. Flawless allowed him to operate all seven techniques alone. With Geometric Superposition, one strike from him was equivalent to sixty-four versions of himself exerting force at once. How could anyone block that?

The True Qi required to activate all seven techniques was indeed immense, but True Qi was what Wang Xuan lacked least.

With a thought, the True Martial Seven-Section Formation began to rumble through his body.

Wall Mansion's True Martial Wall-Unity Art sent qi from the dantian's qi sea through the Thoroughfare Vessel, connecting above and below and linking the Conception and Governing Vessels. Danger Mansion's True Martial Danger-Edge Art traveled through the Hand Jueyin Pericardium Meridian, from chest to hand. Void Mansion's True Martial Void-Reflection Art traveled through the Hand Shaoyang Triple Burner Meridian, spreading throughout his body. Chamber Mansion's True Martial Chamber-Solidify Art traveled through the Foot Jueyin Liver Meridian, rising from the big toe. Woman Mansion's True Martial Woman-Softness Art traveled through the Conception Vessel, rising from the perineum along the abdomen to the throat. Ox Mansion's True Martial Ox-Guard Art traveled through the Foot Shaoyin Kidney Meridian, rising from the Yongquan point on the sole to the waist and spine. Dipper Mansion's True Martial Dipper-Qi Art traveled through the Governing Vessel, beginning at the tailbone and running upward through the Baihui point atop the head.

As qi emerged from his dantian and the True Martial Wall-Unity Art began to circulate, the other six techniques responded in unison. His heart, kidneys, spleen, lungs, Triple Burner, and liver all shuddered. Six utterly different powers awakened from the depths of his internal organs, surged through their respective meridians, and finally converged in his dantian, merging and ascending.

An abundant force, almost violent in its intensity, surged through his entire body. Every inch of his meridians felt as if it had been filled with molten iron. His bones crackled, his muscles tightened like bowstrings, and even his fingertips faintly glowed with golden light.

Across from him, the seven sword-wielding Grandmaster Players had just shifted their sword formation into its next wave of attack. The phantom Black Tortoise descended from above once more, its mountain-like force locking down all directions. Serpent sword qi was also gathering between the seven swords, its cold gleam flickering uncertainly.

Wang Xuan raised his hand, once again opening with the Six Meridian Divine Sword.

Shaoshang, Shangyang, Zhongchong Sword, Guanchong Sword, Shaochong Sword, Shaoze Sword... Six streams of Invisible Sword Qi shot out at once. But this time, as the True Qi circulated through his body, it was captured and unified by the True Martial Seven-Section Formation.

The six streams of sword qi were like metal cast into an invisible furnace, instantly splitting, multiplying, and intertwining.

One became two, two became four, four became eight, eight became sixteen...

The power of Geometric Superposition was fully unleashed at this moment.

Sixteen, thirty-two, sixty-four, one hundred twenty-eight, two hundred fifty-six... three hundred eighty-four!

Under the amplification of the True Martial Seven-Section Formation, the six streams of sword qi became three hundred eighty-four in a flash. The dense Invisible Sword Qi was no longer scattered force, but converged into a torrent. The torrent glowed faintly gold and screamed sharply enough to tear apart heaven and earth. Like an enraged dragon, it crushed toward the sword formation formed by those seven people.

Visible ripples burst through the air.

The sand on the beach was swept up by the shockwave, spreading outward in a fan-shaped blast. In the numb eyes of the seven Grandmaster Players, a trace of emotion finally appeared—something a living person should have felt. It was not fear, but pure astonishment.

They did not even have time to change their moves.

The Serpent sword qi had just taken shape when it collided head-on with that torrent of sword qi. There was no violent explosion, no piercing clang of metal. The three hundred eighty-four streams of Invisible Sword Qi were like a precise meat grinder, directly shredding, swallowing, and grinding the sword qi into nothingness.

The torrent did not pause in the slightest and continued forward.

Riiip!

A dull tearing sound rang out, like a massive piece of wet cowhide being ripped apart.

The sword qi torrent swept through the seven bodies. The phantom Black Tortoise of the sword formation shattered in an instant, turning into specks of fluorescent light that dispersed. All seven longswords broke at once, their fragments spinning through the air. The seven bodies were pierced, cut apart, and torn to pieces by countless streams of sword qi.

There were no screams.

The seven did not even have time to make a sound before they were sliced into chunks. Blood and flesh flew everywhere, shattered bones scattered in all directions, and a dark-red mist of blood exploded into an enormous bloody flower, dyeing the beach for several yards around a shocking crimson. Chunks of flesh pattered onto the sand, some still hanging from broken sword hilts, swaying back and forth.

The seven who had used the True Martial Seven-Section Formation to wreak havoc had met their deaths in the blink of an eye.

The encirclement and peril were instantly broken.

The reversal came so quickly that it left everyone stunned.

Without even turning his head, Wang Xuan swept his left hand backward. Four more streams of Six Meridian Sword Qi shot forth, strengthened by the True Martial Seven-Section Formation and transformed into over two hundred streams of sword qi that swept sideways behind him.

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

The sword qi fell like a torrential downpour, covering the beach over ten yards behind him along with several Grandmaster Players attempting to approach from the rear. Sand was sliced into the air, mixed with bloody flesh and shattered bones, creating a crimson sandstorm. When the dust settled, that stretch of beach had been plowed into uniform grains of sand, dark-red blood soaking into every particle.

Wang Xuan slowly exhaled a breath of stale air and felt the expenditure of True Qi within him. The True Martial Seven-Section Formation was indeed terrifyingly powerful, but its cost was not small. An attack that used one portion of True Qi required seven times as much after the formation was activated.

But to him, that level of expenditure was no more than a drop in the bucket.

In a pavilion in the distance.

Chu Lingtian's face was ashen as he looked toward a sinister-faced, cold-eyed man beside him. In a deep voice, he said, "Yin Mingchen, the show should be over. That bastard's strength has risen again. If this continues, who knows what other changes might occur? We might as well all act at once, finish him early, and get back sooner!"

The interest in Yin Mingchen's eyes had long vanished, but being questioned by his companion like this made him lose face. He sneered. "Chu Lingtian, the mission requires us to finish him with the Soul-Splitting Thorn, but we have all witnessed his talent. Gathering information and testing his level are important steps. Everyone here..." His gaze swept over the other members of the Royal Clan present. "Are none of you interested in the target's talent? If we can capture him alive, we only need to apply to the family for a Talent Extraction Card to obtain his talent. Then we can soar to success. We will no longer be insignificant nobodies in the family, and surpassing those prodigies will no longer be a problem!"

At those words, quite a few members of the Royal Clan revealed interest. Some lifted their wine cups and took a sip. Some lightly tapped the table with their fingers. Some narrowed their eyes as they stared at the distant battlefield. Yet none of them moved. No one wanted to take the lead. They only wanted Chu Lingtian and Yin Mingchen to settle the matter first, so they could reap the benefits.

There were plenty of people here anyway, while there was only one target. Whoever acted first would be the first to lose men. Once the others had been worn down enough, it would not be too late to step in and claim the prize.

"Hmph." A cold glint flashed through Chu Lingtian's eyes as he suppressed his anger and compromised. "No matter who wants that bastard's talent, the priority is to capture him.

If we keep sending people up one by one to die, the time we waste will be enough for more people to arrive. By then, the number of people dividing the cake will double again!"

That made sense.

The other members of the Royal Clan exchanged looks and finally stopped hesitating. One after another, they brought up their System Panels and used their contract authority to issue the highest-priority command to every Grandmaster Player standing by on the beach.

[All units attack. Target: Wang Xuan. Spare no cost. Seriously injure or subdue.]