In an instant, the audience seats erupted in a commotion.
Even those who don't understand swordsmanship could tell—the Shiwei Hall's formation was extremely peculiar.
Why deploy only one person in the center? With this, if the opponent concentrates their forces to launch a fierce attack on your center, won't your defense line be quickly torn apart?
"Hey, Zhouzhu." Abi frowned so deeply that it seemed he could crush a fly, "What's going on here? Why are Yong and the others using such a strange formation? This defense that's thick on the sides and thin in the middle can be broken in one strike, right?"
"I, I don't know either..."
Zhouzhu was just as bewildered now.
He also had a head full of question marks.
Why such a strange formation? Why is Chokata, an important force, staying at the rear? And why is Mr. Tachibana the Grand General...
Next to him, Saito slightly frowned.
Mukiwa stood with slightly parted red lips, her cheeks full of bewilderment and confusion.
