Lou Xiaoyi's individual Swordsman team moved towards the Arhat Formation. As this was the first time they came into contact with the Arhat Formation, in order to prevent their opponents from ignoring them, they made a deeper cut. They had to make the monks feel the pain!
He was in the fifteenth row, which was why he had the time to observe from the sidelines while his companions in the seventh and eighth rows were engaged in battle.
The Arhats were solemn and dignified. They disdained the attacks of the individual Swordsman. This was the foundation of a great power, the confidence accumulated over time.
The battle immediately began, and the forward movement stopped abruptly. The battle was intense, but the cultivators outside could not see it. Although the Swordsman wanted to end the battle quickly, it depended on the strength of both sides. It was not something the Swordsman could decide.
However, the Arhat Formation did not stop. It continued to move inwards. This was an inevitable choice. They could not move outwards. If they did, they would only move further away from the other Arhat Formation. Therefore, among the three teams, the individual Swordsman team was in the safest position. They did not have to worry about the Arhat Formation's counterattack.
Feng Qianli, who was in the middle, assessed the situation. The Arhat Formation had also begun to move. The Arhat Formation's movement had slowed down significantly, and the outcome of the first battle had yet to be decided!
They had to make full use of their chess power!
Lou Xiaoyi knew that other than his companions who were engaged in battle, what the remaining Swordsman needed to do was to change from the back to the front. The bottom row would be the front row, and they would stick close to the front row!
This made the swordsmen, who had been yearning for battle, very excited. In the beginning, the scratching had been directed at each other, but now it was a smooth scratching!
Lou Xiaoyi was in the front row, but he still could not enter the battle. Among the three people in the fifteenth row, he was in the middle. The battle would start with the Swordsman on the right. What he needed to do was to be ready to fill in at any time!
His attention was not focused on the battle in the chess piece space beside him. Instead, he was observing the entire battlefield, trying to find traces of the enemy's flag. Unfortunately, he did not find anything!
The Anti-Arhat Formation had already fought three or four rounds. However, compared to the Arhat Formation, this was only the surface. It was far from penetrating deep!
He needed to do something for the Sword Vein!
It wasn't that he wanted to escape from the Swordsman group, but he knew very well that his way of doing things wouldn't be accepted by a sect. There were too many rules and regulations, and there was no room for him to freely express himself. That was why he chose to stay in the group and seek opportunities.
Where was the opportunity?
One was to discover the position of the enemy's flag and force their way in!
The other was to minimize the losses of the Swordsman and preserve more seeds for the Sword Vein. To do this, they had to selectively kill the powerful Dragon-Tiger Arhats and even the Thorn Monks. They were the only ones who could deal the most damage to the Swordsman!
No matter what it was, one of the basic requirements was that he had to have extraordinary mobility, just like how he controlled a sword in the sky, moving without a trace.
In other words, he had to kill enough people first! The battle had just begun, but he had to start preparing!
He doesn't have any prejudice against Buddhism. What Daoist Mo said to him was correct, but he didn't say that the role played by Daoism in the history of cultivation in the universe was actually no different from that of Buddhism. Don't talk about your elder brother!
However, he didn't have a preference for Buddhism, but he did have a preference for his own Sword Vein! No matter which Sword Range Orthodoxy in which universe, he had the obligation to lend a helping hand if he could. This was his principle. Not to mention the Buddhist Sect, even if it was the Taoist Sect standing opposite him, there was no obstacle that he could not strike!
There was no such thing as being wishy-washy in the battle of the Great Dao. Just kill! There was no karma involved!
Cong Rong, who was in the fourteenth row, stared straight ahead. There were two chess pieces fighting in front of him. He needed to fill in the gap between the chess pieces in the fifteenth row instead of the original battle space of his companions in the fourteenth row!
This was an oblique progressive strategy. The advantage of this was that he could attack the enemy while moving the formation!
When the entire team was moving forward normally, his fourteenth row should fill in the gap left by his thirteenth row comrade's defeat. His own position would be filled by the fifteenth row Swordsman, and the whole team would move forward. But now that everyone had turned around, he should fill in the fifteenth row's position, and his own position would be filled by the thirteenth row. Victory aside, if he lost, he had to charge in immediately!
Therefore, he was staring at the chess piece space where Lou Xiaoyi's comrade was fighting.
He hoped that the battle would move faster, not because he wanted to participate in the battle, but because the faster the battle, the more the Swordsman could grasp the rhythm of the battle. The slower the battle, the more dangerous it would be!
His wish came true. The aura of the fifteenth row Swordsman's comrade suddenly fluctuated, turning from a dull grey to a bright yellow!
He was furious. He knew that his comrade from the Sword Vein was in trouble, but now was not the time to reminisce. Now was the perfect time for revenge!
His movements were quick. He leaped into the chess piece space, but the figure in front of him was even faster than him. He could not react in time and crashed into the chess piece space, only to be violently bounced back!
"Motherf * cker! Do you even know the rules? Fill in the gap diagonally, that position is mine! "
Despite knowing that his opponent could not hear him, Cong Rong had no choice but to fill in for his comrade's original position. He was a rule-abiding person. He had to move forward, or else it would affect his comrade's progress.
He hated people who did not follow the rules the most! Even though he was also eager to take revenge!
Just as he stood firmly in the chess piece space of his comrade, the aura of the chess piece space in front of him fluctuated again. However, this time, it was blood-red instead of the bright yellow of Buddhism!
His revenge was a success, but the winner of this battle was the unruly fellow!
Perhaps his comrade who died in the previous battle had dealt a heavy blow to his opponent, which was why the battle ended so quickly. Regardless of whether it was because he took advantage of the situation or because he was strong enough, a victory was a victory. However, since they had already fought, according to the rules.
"Let's switch positions! It's my turn now! "
This was the rule of the Swordsman's battle formation. After a battle, the comrade behind them would switch positions. This way, they could avoid fighting continuously and being exhausted to death. Just like that arhat from before. He had just killed a Swordsman and did not have the time to switch positions before this guy took advantage of him!
But what infuriated Cong Rong was that the guy who didn't know the rules turned a deaf ear and didn't move an inch. Before he could say anything else, the Ascetic Zen Monk beside him had already rushed into the space. Swordsmen could beat a drowning dog, and so could they!
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