The Condor Heroes: The Quanzhen Sect has produced a vengeful master!

The next second, Wang Jiuling witnessed the power of this bronze statue formation.

His sword was thrust at the foremost bronze figure, but the figure clamped its hands together and seized the sword.

The hands holding the sword's edge didn't resemble human hands at all, but rather two pieces of refined iron.

The next second, the two bronze figures on the left and right threw punches.

Wang Jiuling didn't have time to draw his sword, so he could only let go and meet the attack.

The four fists collided, and Wang Jiuling was sent flying backward several steps before regaining his balance.

Before being knocked back, Wang Jiuling, who was in mid-air, hooked his toes on the hilt of the sword and pulled it back.

Zzzzz!

As Wang Jiuling stood still, his longsword was firmly planted back into the ground in front of him.

The eighteen bronze men maintained their formation, preparing to meet Wang Jiuling's next offensive.

A slight tingling and numbness came from his fists, and Wang Jiuling's eyes darkened.

Although Wang Jiuling's first move was just a test, he was ultimately forced to retreat.

Wang Jiuling picked up his longsword again and began to think.

From that simple move, he could sense that, in terms of individual martial arts skills, these eighteen bronze men were definitely inferior to him.

But the biggest problem is that they are closely connected and form a whole.

Having made up his mind, Wang Jiuling moved again. He stepped forward with his sword and used the move "Spring's Fading Beauty".

The eighteen bronze men remained calm and used their numerical advantage to easily deflect Wang Jiuling's sword strikes.

Wang Jiuling didn't engage in a direct confrontation. Instead, he dodged and weaved in front of the Eighteen Bronze Men, constantly shifting his position using the Golden Goose Skill.

He constantly changed his attack position, not giving the opponent a chance to surround him.

Those watching from behind were somewhat surprised by the strength Wang Jiuling had displayed.

The exquisiteness of this swordsmanship alone is probably at the grandmaster level, right?

He's just a teenager.

The colorless Zen master was most surprised and immediately began to analyze the situation.

"Young friend Wang is at a disadvantage!"

"He kept dodging on the outside. The bronze formation couldn't surround him, but he couldn't break through the formation either. He could only fight on the outside."

"In that case, it's impossible to break through the formation!"

The colorless Zen master's eyes showed some disappointment; in fact, he really wanted to see Wang Jiuling succeed in passing the test.

This is his expectation for this young prodigy.

It's been far too long since I've seen such an unparalleled genius.

Master Tianming frowned at first, shocked by Wang Jiuling's martial arts skills, but soon smiled again.

This humble monk acknowledges your martial arts prowess, but breaking this formation? I'm afraid that will be difficult...

He smiled and looked at Master Yideng beside him, as if to say: See, it's not that we didn't give him a chance, it's that he himself didn't live up to expectations.

Master Yideng's smile never changed, as if he had great confidence in Wang Jiuling.

At this moment, Wang Jiuling had already fought more than twenty moves with the Eighteen Bronze Men on the outside.

He mastered the Quanzhen sword technique to its fullest extent.

The eighteen bronze men repeatedly tried to surround him, taking advantage of their numbers, but Wang Jiuling dodged most of them with his agility.

They were repelled only a few times.

But anyone with eyes could see that Wang Jiuling had absolutely no chance of touching the stone pillar.

It seemed as if this attempt to break through the formation was destined to fail.

However, Wang Jiuling did not think that way at the moment.

Failure? Perhaps? But it's too early to talk about that now; let's wait until we fail.

He had his own reasons for constantly engaging in peripheral combat.

Just like the Big Dipper Formation, no matter what kind of formation it is, there will always be a key point and a weakness.

Wang Jiuling appears to be on the periphery, but upon closer inspection, one can see that he is constantly influencing the Bronze Man Formation with his own offensive.

The eighteen bronze figures kept changing positions, and Wang Jiuling tried to fight each of them.

And the different variations of these eighteen bronze figures when they are grouped in groups of three.

He's looking for weaknesses.

Wang Jiuling didn't believe that these eighteen people could really be all-around capable, nor did he believe that the world-famous Shaolin Temple Eighteen Bronze Men Formation would be so low-level, relying solely on martial arts skills.

However, this process is obviously long and difficult.

For several hours, Wang Jiuling attacked more than a dozen times, but without success.

It was already dark, and everyone watching had already eaten, but Wang Jiuling continued.

"A vast expanse of water!"

Wang Jiuling's sword flashed, forcing the two bronze figures in front of him back.

After using another move, "Stabilizing Yang Needle," to block the punches and kicks of the three bronze figures, he switched from defense to offense and forcefully attacked the two bronze figures that had been forced back.

He actually used his positional advantage to prevent the other bronze figures from getting close for a while, thus buying himself some time.

However, things did not go as planned. The eighteen bronze figures were of one mind and connected in spirit, and Wang Jiuling's attack was still blocked by the bronze figures that filled in.

He could only use the Golden Goose Skill to quickly retreat in order to avoid being surrounded.

"call!"

Sweat dripped from the tip of the sword and onto the ground, pooling into a small puddle. Wang Jiuling couldn't help but pant.

Beneath his clothes were numerous bruises from the bronze statue, and his aura was weak, clearly indicating that he was nearing his limit.

After several hours of intense formation breaking, an ordinary person would have given up long ago, but Wang Jiuling has managed to hold on until now thanks to the strength of his innate true qi.

Not to mention him, even the eighteen bronze men opposite him looked serious and felt exhausted.

I don't know where this kid on the other side got such rich combat experience from. Although he couldn't break the formation, he was always able to leave some strength behind.

They retreated, but they'll be back soon, making progress each time.

"Amitabha! Benefactor! Are you still unwilling to give up?"

Behind him, Zen Master Tianming put his hands together and spoke in a loud voice.

He hadn't expected Wang Jiuling to be so resilient, but he still didn't think Wang Jiuling could succeed.

Wang Jiuling did not respond, partly to conserve his energy, and partly because he already had some ideas in mind.

This formation of eighteen bronze men operated smoothly, with the eighteen men cooperating seamlessly, and each of them having no particular responsibility or area of ​​expertise.

There are only two ways to break the formation.

One option is to force your way in with martial arts skills like those of Master Yideng.

Secondly, the formation's power will be greatly reduced if any of the eighteen members are killed.

Wang Jiuling could only choose the second option, so he had to find a way to disable one of the bronze statues first.

But their teamwork was so perfect that they didn't give them a chance.

Wang Jiuling gripped his longsword tightly, thinking to himself:

"They work together seamlessly, each fulfilling their role perfectly, but what if I prevented each of them from doing what they're good at..."

"It's like letting Lü Bu do embroidery, Diao Chan wield the halberd, and Red Hare take charge—that would be a complete mess, collapsing without a fight!"

Thinking of this, Wang Jiuling gritted his teeth, gathered his inner energy, twirled his sword, and disappeared from the spot.

"Alas!" Zen Master Tianming sighed and closed his eyes.

He's a resilient young man, but...

Wang Jiuling has already fought against the Eighteen Bronze Men.

This time, he was different from before; his offensive began to become strange.

The long sword thrust forward, and the bronze figure was about to defend when Wang Jiuling had already sheathed his sword and changed his posture to attack in the other direction.

The bronze statue formation changed accordingly.

But before he could counter that move, Wang Jiuling changed his tactics again, using the Golden Goose Skill to leap into the air.

Thus, thanks to Wang Jiuling's terrifyingly proficient Quanzhen swordsmanship, his moves were flexible and varied, but strangely, he would only execute half of each move before immediately changing his stance.

Now it's the eighteen bronze men's turn to suffer.

They train year-round and work in perfect harmony, making each formation operation incredibly precise.

The problem is that they have never experienced a formation that only rotates halfway each time it is activated before immediately stopping.

Wang Jiuling could change quickly, but they couldn't, so they could only constantly use their numerical advantage to fill in the gaps.

It was fine at first.

But as they kept patching it up, the formation got messed up.

The first mistake occurred at the waist of the formation. One of the two bronze figures wanted to continue changing positions, while the other wanted to take over his place, resulting in their functions overlapping.

They collided directly, causing the formation to stagnate.

But this was only the beginning of the formation's collapse.