Martial Arts: The Path of the Unstoppable Warrior Begins with the Great Turtle Breathing Technique
Chapter 45

Military Formation

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Songyi City is located in the south.

The surrounding area is filled with numerous peaks and hills, making it the perfect place for mountain bandits to hide.

The main trade routes have soldiers stationed at regular intervals to ensure the smooth flow of supplies.

However, even so, many bandits still run rampant.

These bandits cooperate with one another, feinting in the east while attacking in the west, playing all sorts of tricks.

"Kill!"

Han Mo led his soldiers in pursuit of the mountain bandits fleeing for their lives.

Shouts filled with killing intent echoed through the mountain forest.

"Move, faster! Once we enter that valley, we'll be safe!"

The man running at the very front roared loudly.

He was a man in his forties with several scars on his face, looking fierce and menacing.

Han Mo brandished his broadsword and slashed forward.

He unleashed the Six Harmonies Saber Technique with astonishing power, appearing as though he was about to cut down another bandit.

"Damn it, get out of my way!"

The man let out a roar, swung the mace in his hands, and charged toward Han Mo.

The massive mace whistled through the air as he swung it.

His strength was formidable, having already reached the peak of the Organ Refining realm.

Due to his innate supernatural strength, he was much stronger than Han Mo, and his combat prowess was significantly higher as well.

Facing the military formation of the elite City Guard, they were merely a rabble, unable to withstand a single blow from the opposition.

But in a one-on-one fight, the man had no fear whatsoever.

Whoosh—

A fierce wind whistled as the massive mace smashed down toward Han Mo's head.

"Hah!"

Han Mo let out a shout, turning his blade to meet the man's powerful strike head-on.

Clang!

A crisp sound of metal clashing rang out, and a terrifying force traveled through the blade, leaving Han Mo's hand numb from the impact.

What powerful strength!

Han Mo was secretly shocked.

The force erupted from the man's strike was much stronger than it had been during the earlier battle.

However, he was no pushover either.

Han Mo flipped his wrist, using the body of his blade to guide the mace toward the lower right, deflecting the force behind it.

At the same time, he retreated several steps in succession and shouted, "Form up!"

The ten elite soldiers who had been following behind Han Mo heard the command and moved with speed and precision, quickly shifting positions to set up a special formation.

This was a micro-military formation composed of ten soldiers.

The moment the formation took shape, their auras merged into one, and a terrifying killing intent began to permeate the area.

"Kill!"

The soldiers roared in unison, and a dense aura of slaughter spread outward.

The killing intent combined with the soldiers' essence, energy, and spirit to condense into a special form of energy.

Using the military formation as a conduit, this energy converged upon Han Mo, who served as the commander.

A massive, baleful aura gathered around him; his presence climbed rapidly, his physical strength surged, and his body became filled with explosive power.

At this moment, his strength broke through the peak of the Organ Refining realm and reached the level of the Blood Energy Realm.

However, there was no actual fluctuation of blood energy on Han Mo's body.

The special energy condensed from the soldiers' essence, energy, and spirit, combined with the killing intent, gathered on him to replace the function of blood energy, granting him the strength of the Blood Energy Realm in a roundabout way.

"Retreat, everyone get the hell out of here!"

"I bought this time so you could escape! What are you all just standing there for!"

The man roared at the top of his lungs.

Facing Han Mo, whose aura was continuously climbing and had broken through to the level of the Blood Energy Realm, he was no match at all.

Swish!

Han Mo gripped his broadsword tightly, his killing intent chilling.

In the mountain forest, a biting flash of blade light erupted, a terrifying killing intent trailing the edge as it hacked toward the burly man.

Clang!

The burly man hurriedly raised his mace to parry.

His innate brute strength, when faced with Han Mo empowered by the Military Formation Secret Technique, proved utterly fragile.

A terrifying force surged from the blade.

The burly man was sent flying backward by the immense impact.

Bang.

Bang, bang, bang.

Pfft—

After snapping two tree trunks in succession, the burly man finally steadied himself, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Damn it, no choice now."

"Charge! If we make it into Lion Valley, we'll survive!"

The burly man turned and fled, no longer caring about his straggling brothers.

Kill!

The roar of the soldiers rang out once more.

They rapidly shifted formations; the aura surrounding Han Mo dimmed slightly, while the aura on each soldier slowly climbed.

Maintaining their formation, they continued the pursuit.

Those straggling bandits, facing fully armed elite troops, appeared utterly defenseless.

Under the soldiers' blades, they fell one by one like blades of grass, twenty of them dying in mere moments.

After chasing for several hundred meters, the surrounding forest grew even denser.

"Halt!"

"Do not pursue any further."

Han Mo stopped his pace and shouted loudly.

"My lord, I have scouted ahead; it is a swamp. If we continue the pursuit, we will surely be able to wipe out this entire band of bandits!"

A soldier behind him stepped forward to speak.

"I am aware that there is a swamp ahead."

"But if we know it, do you think this band of thieves doesn't?"

"They know the terrain of this area better than we do. They had opportunities to flee elsewhere just now, yet they chose to run here. It is clearly a lure to draw us deep into a trap!"

"Withdraw!"

"There will be plenty of opportunities to slaughter them in the future; there is no need to take risks." Han Mo ordered loudly: "Return to the main road and continue to hold our position. Scouts, continue to monitor the movements of the bandits!"

"Yes, my lord!"

"Damn, this guy is truly cautious."

The burly man who had just suffered a loss was hiding in the forest; seeing Han Mo retreat, he cursed under his breath.

"I told you Han Mo is a cautious man and wouldn't fall for it, but you didn't believe me. Now you've suffered for nothing, haven't you?" the man beside him said.

If Han Mo were here, he would realize he recognized this man.

It was none other than Xing Penghai, a fellow Centurion of the City Guard!

"Pang Yuanfeng, if you had been willing to listen to me earlier, you would have already wiped out half of his forces," Xing Penghai said with a cold laugh.

"Hmph, you are both from the City Guard; who knows if this is a ruse," Pang Yuanfeng snorted.

He twisted his wrists, feeling his arms go slightly numb.

Having just taken a blow from Han Mo head-on, the terrifying force had even split the webbing between his thumb and forefinger.

"You have seen the sincerity of the Xing Family; if we truly wanted to harm you, we would have acted long ago."

"If you had followed the plan I provided earlier, you would have already succeeded," Xing Penghai said indifferently.

"Lads, come out, we're heading back."

"Damn it, that blow was for nothing."

Pang Yuanfeng ignored Xing Penghai and shouted toward the forest.

As soon as he finished speaking, over a hundred burly men wielding weapons rushed out of the forest, following Pang Yuanfeng into Lion Valley.

"Truly, a snake trying to swallow an elephant; is the Military Formation Secret Technique something you are even qualified to covet?"

Xing Penghai watched Pang Yuanfeng's retreating figure and sneered.

With a movement of his body, he followed him into Lion Valley.

Lion Valley is home to a large gathering of bandit groups; if this guy won't cooperate, I'll just find someone who will.

33 Jin Dong Street.

The sound of blades whistling through the air echoed from the courtyard.

Lin Zheyu gripped a sharp precious saber, practicing the Six Harmonies Saber Technique in the yard.

The blade was three feet and nine inches long, engraved with a python pattern, and possessed an incredibly sharp edge.

In Songyi City, blades are considered controlled items, and ordinary people cannot purchase them. This saber was a gift from Han Mo; it had been registered and was perfectly legal.

However, that only meant it wouldn't be confiscated when entering or leaving the city; it still couldn't be brandished within the city limits.

The Six Harmonies Saber Technique was Han Mo's primary cultivation method, which he had taught to Lin Zheyu some time ago.

After practicing for this period, Lin Zheyu had made significant progress, reaching the level of proficiency.

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