After hearing Zhang Zhengqing’s explanation, Lin Bai finally came to a sudden realization—this kind of Formation would count as one of the Great Arrays even in the Central Holy Nation.
"Ah? There really is such a Formation!"
"Clan brother, if it’s just like you said and they’re using a Formation, then what should we do?"
A Zhang Family Warrior asked, his face utterly aghast.
Zhang Zhengqing shook his head and said, "If it really is the Seven Sons Linked Heart Array, then if you go up, you probably won’t be their match. In that case, I’m the only one who can go up and give it a try."
"Clan brother, you’re going to make a move?"
"At this point, only clan brother can take the field."
"And clan brother, you absolutely have to win, otherwise today our Zhang family’s honor will be completely trampled."
The Warriors around Zhang Zhengqing all looked toward him as they spoke.
Zhang Zhengqing’s face was solemn; he felt some pressure. He took a step out, soared up from his chair, and landed on the Martial Arts Stage.
"Zhang Zhengqing is coming." The Zhao Family Warriors said in low laughter.
"It’s useless no matter who comes." Zhao Zhou sneered. "So what if it’s Zhang Zhengqing? Today he’s destined to lose!"
A proud, flamboyant smile appeared on Zhao Zhou’s Face.
On the viewing platform above, the Strong Ones of the Zhang family, Zhao Family, and Chaotic Heaven Sect stood together.
"Yo? Nephew Zhengqing is taking the field." The Head of the Zhao family said with a laugh.
Zhangtian Ye looked toward Zhang Zhengqing, his expression tightening. In his heart, he of course knew the Zhang family had already been forced into a corner with no retreat; that was why Zhang Zhengqing was going down at this moment.
Zhangtian Ye said with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes, "Hehe, these past few years Zhengqing has been busy with the Zhang family’s trivial matters and has almost forgotten about Cultivation. His Cultivation really hasn’t improved much!"
The Head of the Zhao family laughed and said, "Zhangtian Ye, don’t say that. I understand Zhengqing nephew’s Cultivation; he’s the outstanding one among the young generation of your Zhang family. As the saying goes, dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes—how could your son, Zhangtian Ye, be a weakling?"
Zhangtian Ye gave a slight smile and looked toward Zhang Zhengqing, a burning heat in his eyes. Naturally, he also hoped Zhang Zhengqing could win; otherwise today the Zhang family would lose so badly it would be beyond redemption.
Right then, on the Martial Arts Stage, Zhao Yang looked at Zhang Zhengqing and chuckled. "You finally came up. Looks like your Zhang family really has no Warriors worth showing off! All right then, come—once I defeat you, this boring Martial Arts Competition can be considered over."
Zhang Zhengqing stood tall and straight upon the Martial Arts Stage. He took out a Sharp Sword from his Storage Bag and pointed it at Zhao Yang.
Zhao Yang chuckled. "I almost forgot—when you were young, you Once went to Jian Lake to Cultivate Sword Skill. Too bad you never joined Jian Lake. Of Jian Lake’s three great Sword Skill Divine Powers, you didn’t learn a single move!"
"Haha!"
"Since you never learned Jian Lake’s Sword Skill, then watch the Sword Skill of my Chaotic Heaven Sect!"
"Take this move!"
Zhao Yang wore a proud smile as he lunged forward with a single Sword strike.
When Zhang Zhengqing was young, he had Once gone to Jian Lake to follow Su Jin and Cultivate Sword Skill, but that was entirely because Su Jin and Zhangtian Ye had an excellent private relationship, so Zhang Zhengqing could go to Jian Lake to Cultivate.
But Zhang Zhengqing had not joined Jian Lake, so in name he could not possibly have cultivated Jian Lake’s three great Sword Skill Divine Powers.
Zhao Yang thrust one Sword straight toward Zhang Zhengqing.
The two of them immediately engaged in fierce combat on the Martial Arts Stage.
You attack, I counter, every move vicious and ruthless.
After nearly a hundred rounds of Great battle, Zhao Yang was forced by Zhang Zhengqing back into the corner of the Martial Arts Stage.
At this moment, Zhao Yang’s Face turned Solemn; he glanced back toward Zhao Zhou and the others.
Zhao Zhou said in a cold voice, "Channel power!"
At once, Zhao Zhou and the other six simultaneously activated the Formation, injecting a stream of power into Zhao Yang’s body.
In an instant, Zhao Yang became lively and vigorous like a dragon; earlier he had been retreating step by step, but in that instant he raised his Sword and launched a counterattack against Zhang Zhengqing.
The situation on the battlefield reversed in a flash, and Zhang Zhengqing was beaten so hard he had no power to fight back.
Seeing this scene, Lin Bai already knew in his heart that defeat was certain.
Sure enough, after just a few more moves, Zhang Zhengqing was struck off the Martial Arts Stage with a single Sword.
"Looks like your Cultivation hasn’t improved much these past few years, Zhang Zhengqing!" Standing on the Martial Arts Stage, Zhao Yang laughed wildly. "So many young talents in the Zhang family—could it be that not a single one is a match for me, Zhao Yang?"
"Hmm?"
"Hahaha!"
Zhao Yang laughed wildly as he spoke.
"Clan brother, clan brother Zhang Zhengqing..."
"Clan brother lost!"
"Ai!"
"Seven straight defeats!"
The Zhang Family Warriors spoke one after another, utterly Lost Soul.
Standing below the Martial Arts Stage, Zhang Zhengqing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and laughed loudly. "Hahaha, truly formidable—the Chaotic Heaven Sect’s Seven Sons Linked Heart Array really is extraordinary. Today I have truly experienced it!"
Swish—
Hearing Zhang Zhengqing’s voice, both Zhao Yang and Zhao Zhou’s expressions tightened.
Upon hearing this, Zhangtian Ye immediately asked, "Brother Zhao, the Seven Sons Linked Heart Array?"
The Head of the Zhao family said thick-skinned, "Haven’t you heard of the Seven Sons Linked Heart Array? That’s the peerless Magic Circle created back then by the Seven Heroes of the Chaotic Heaven Sect!"
At this moment, Zhangtian Ye finally understood. No wonder the Zhang Family Warriors had lost so miserably today—so it was all because of this Seven Sons Linked Heart Array!
"What are you talking about, Zhang Zhengqing? Nonsense—could it be that your Zhang family can’t accept losing?" Zhao Yang said to Zhang Zhengqing, his face twisted in ferocity.
Zhang Zhengqing laughed and said, "My Zhang family can naturally accept defeat. Today, the Zhang family willingly admits defeat!"
"But I must make it clear: our Zhang family’s Young Martial Artists did not lose to your Zhao Family Warriors, but to the Seven Sons Linked Heart Array of the Chaotic Heaven Sect!"
Zhang Zhengqing spoke in a low voice.
Zhao Yang’s face tightened.
At this moment, Zhao Zhou stood up and laughed. "Zhang Zhengqing, Brother Zhang, the way you’re talking—it’s not like we set any rule before the Martial Arts Competition that Formations couldn’t be used, did we?"
"Did we ever forbid it?"
Zhang Zhengqing said coldly, "There was no rule that Formations couldn’t be used."
Zhao Zhou laughed. "Since there was no rule, then we haven’t violated anything. In that case, didn’t you still lose today to the Warriors of our Zhao Family?"
Zhang Zhengqing was rendered speechless.
At this moment, Zhangtian Ye called down from above, "Zhengqing, forget it. Losing is losing; it’s no big deal. It just gives you youngsters a lesson, lets you know there’s always a higher sky and a stronger person. Go back and reflect carefully, and work hard on your Cultivation!"
The Head of the Zhao family also laughed at this moment. "Exactly, nephews. There’s still half a month left before the White Dragon Secret Realm opens. You must work hard at Cultivation, or else when the White Dragon Secret Realm opens in half a month, your Zhang family really won’t get any benefit at all."
Since even Zhangtian Ye had said so, Zhang Zhengqing could only remain silent and turn around to leave the Martial Arts Stage.
Coming to stand before Lin Bai, Zhang Zhengqing gave a bitter smile. "Brother Lin, I’ve made a fool of myself in front of you. Come, I’ll take you to the Scripture Storage Pavilion to look for books!"
"Victory and defeat are common for soldiers! Brother Zhang, there’s no need to be discouraged. Without that Strange Magic Circle, Brother Zhang might not have lost to the Zhao Family Warriors." Lin Bai said softly.
Zhang Zhengqing gave a bitter laugh and prepared to leave with Lin Bai.
Seeing that Zhang Zhengqing was about to leave, Zhao Zhou still wanted to toy with him a bit, so he called out, "Zhang Zhengqing, Brother Zhang, you’re leaving already? Not going to keep playing? If you’re not up to it, then let some other Warrior of your Zhang family come. If your Zhang Family Warriors aren’t up to it, you can have your Zhang family’s Guest Officials make a move too!"
"Could it be that in such a huge Zhang family, all you raise are a bunch of trash?"
Zhao Zhou cried out in smug delight. His voice spread out, instantly rousing the fury of all the Zhang Family Warriors within the Martial Arts Stage.

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