"Lord Shi's formation is too strong!"
"They're not even on the same level. His formation might take first place!"
The immortal soldiers watching began to murmur among themselves.
Soon, two more formations took the field.
Mu Hanxue returned to his ranks with an impassive face. His cold gaze cut across Lu Ren like a blade before he looked away, clasped his hands behind his back, and turned toward the training ground.
Both formations deployed their battle arrays at the same time, but neither came close to matching the might of Shi Fengtu's formation.
The two formations exchanged more than a dozen blows before a victor emerged.
"They're too strong. We might not even survive the first round!" Guan Zuo said, shaking his head.
"Just do your best," Mu Hanxue said flatly.
Soon it was time for Mu Hanxue's formation to take the field. Their opponent was the formation under Centurion Luo Mu.
"Lord Luo already has five points. If his formation takes first and earns ten more, he can still become Battalion Commander!"
"But judging by the strength of Lord Shi's battle array, there's probably no suspense left!"
The crowd talked excitedly, yet no one mentioned Mu Hanxue's formation.
Not a single person expected them to win!
"We'll give it everything we've got!"
"Everything!"
Guan Zuo and the others burned with Battle Intent.
They formed neat ranks on one side of the training ground. On the other side, every immortal soldier in the opposing formation looked at them with open mockery.
"I hear Zhao Shan, who controlled your array, was a Ghost Path Cultivator. Now that he's dead, how do you expect to fight us?" the soldier at their head sneered.
"Enough talk. Make your move!" Guan Zuo shouted.
The other immortal soldiers roared with him, releasing the Calamity Power