At this moment, all the immortal soldiers focused intently, staring fixedly into the void.
To Zhang Meng, Lu Ren making it into the top three had already far surpassed his expectations. As for taking the championship and claiming first place, he did not even dare think about it.
Of course, the ones feeling the worst were He Xiong and He Xuanyi. Lu Ren had only just become a Legion Commander, yet he had already shone brilliantly in the Four Camp Drill, even facing Tiger Pride Monarch's battle formation head-on.
Bang bang bang bang!
Above the void, beneath the gaze of countless spectators, seven colossal star swords continuously collided with the gigantic white tiger. Every collision made the void tremble.
On the surface, the two great battle formations appeared evenly matched, but with every clash, the immortal soldiers on both sides suffered powerful recoil.
The immortal soldiers under Lu Ren were inferior in both strength and numbers. After several collisions, their blood and qi were already roiling, and some of the weaker soldiers were even coughing up blood.
"Lu Ren, your battle formation cannot possibly defeat mine. Give up!"
Tiger Pride Monarch's expression remained incomparably cold, without the slightest change.
"Hanxue, don't clash with him head-on. Set up the Heavenly Leisure Formation!"
Lu Ren shouted.
Mu Hanxue immediately understood Lu Ren's intentions. "Set up the Heavenly Loss Formation!"
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
At once, the seven colossal star swords instantly disintegrated, transforming into streaks of starlight that flickered wildly through the void.
Immediately afterward, streams of terrifying Calamity Power gathered, condensing into thick calamity chains that crisscrossed the air and swept toward the white tiger phantom. In an instant, they bound the enormous white tiger.
Roar!
The white tiger let out an enraged roar. No matter how it struggled, it was unable