In the Imperial Palace square.
The contest between Gu Chenfeng and Li Yanhu had begun.
This contest was highly unusual, for their clash of military strategy took place in an illusory world constructed by a formation.
Only Gu Chenfeng and Li Yanhu, positioned at the formation's focal points, could see the detailed scenes in their minds.
The people in the square could only vaguely make out the indistinct terrain formed by the grand formation's curtain of light.
They could also see ten thousand tiny points of light densely arrayed before each man, representing their troops.
At that moment, neither man's use of Spiritual Power to "modify equipment" and "assign troop types" was visible to the spectators.
But that did nothing to diminish the tense, fervent atmosphere.
On the Northern Army's side, Gu Yanshuang, Li Yuanqi, Ouyang De, Huang Quan, and the others watched Gu Chenfeng within the formation with considerable concern.
Gu Yanshuang was especially worried. She had watched Gu Chenfeng grow up, and he had never studied military strategy.
Although his cultivation had now grown powerful, and he had led armies into battle and achieved extraordinary feats.
When it came to deploying troops, arranging formations, and simulating military strategies, Gu Chenfeng was a blank sheet of paper.
How could he compare with Li Yanhu, whose military strategy was renowned throughout the empire?
Fortunately, even if Gu Chenfeng lost this round, the overall result would still be a draw.
As long as he did not lose too disgracefully and held out a little longer, it would be passable.
By contrast, the Southern Army had now grown animated.
Li Yanhu's military strategy was by no means mere warfare on paper; his reputation had been forged through one great battle after another.
The Southern Army's commanders had absolute confidence in Li Yanhu's