255: Use your body to bear it

Is he going to die?

He hadn't seen the day his Old Gang Leader successfully became the Gang Leader; he hadn't brought his eighty-year-old mother to live in the house he'd just bought with decades of low-grade spirit stones he'd saved; he hadn't fed his younger siblings enough...

Mother, younger siblings, after I'm gone, you must take good care of yourselves.

If possible, don't let my younger brother follow in my footsteps...

He closed his eyes, unable to bear seeing his chest pierced by a sword, and unwilling to watch the bright moonlight swiftly pass before his eyes.

"Clang!"

The expected pain didn't arrive.

He reached out with the hand that hadn't been cut off and touched his chest, only to find that there was no wound at all!

Only then did he dare to open his eyes, seeing a young man before him.

The young man held a sword dripping with blood, and in front of the young man were several enemies who had died with their eyes wide open.

"Wounded, rest over there; someone will meet you," Xiao Shen said to him, pointing in a direction, then continued to charge into the battlefield to fight.

"Yes..."

He hadn't expected to survive, and to be saved by such a young man!

He quickly walked in the direction Xiao Shen had pointed.

There were the healers secretly trained by Wen Hui; although there were fewer than ten in total, they could still quickly manage the condition of the wounded on this intense battlefield.

"Quick, his arm needs bandaging, get my medical kit!"

As soon as he arrived, someone immediately began to bandage his wounds.

Although applying the medicine was painful, he knew he wasn't going to die.

How wonderful.

Xiao Shen, Su Duo, and Feng Zhi all arrived.

They brought dozens of people in total, which temporarily alleviated the immediate crisis here.

However, the Old Gang Leader's martial artist level was indeed something Xiong Mao and Wen Hui couldn't shake.

The three fought for a long time; the Old Gang Leader seemed increasingly excited, while Xiong Mao and Wen Hui gradually ran out of strength.

"In the face of absolute power, do you really think there's a way to turn the tide?"

The Old Gang Leader sneered.

At this point, Xiong Mao and Wen Hui were both injured, and with the Old Gang Leader dragging them here, they couldn't support the gang members behind them at all.

Although Xiao Shen and the others' arrival provided temporary relief, the numerical disparity was still significant, and they were gradually being counterattacked by the Old Gang Leader's men.

"Stall."

Taking advantage of a lull in the fighting, Wen Hui, disregarding the blood flowing from her arm, whispered this single word into Xiong Mao's ear.

Xiong Mao nodded, indicating he understood.

His strength was indeed not as great as the Old Gang Leader's, but his physical fitness was far superior to the seventy or eighty-year-old Old Gang Leader's.

Now, since he couldn't win with vital energy, he would use vital energy as a cover and endure with his physical body!

At the same time, Wen Hui understood what he intended to do from his eyes.

"I'll seize the opportunity to attack him; you go for it!"

Wen Hui's face was already covered in sweat, her long hair falling over her forehead, damp with perspiration, but her gaze was exceptionally resolute.

"Good!"

Xiong Mao charged at the Old Gang Leader without another word.

"A death throe? Hmph."

The Old Gang Leader didn't take them seriously at all; no one knew Xiong Mao's paltry skills better than he did.

What if the Valley Master of Hundred Flowers Valley was added?

The entire Hundred Flowers Valley had been annihilated by the Axe Gang.

Xiong Mao enveloped his entire body with vital energy, unleashing immense power from his physical body!

Feeling this power rushing towards him, the Old Gang Leader's heart actually gave a "thump."

But it was only for a moment.

What good was a strong physical body? This was the era of martial artists!

The Old Gang Leader curled his lip in disdain, and formidable vital energy condensed in his palm.

"Bang!"

With a loud crash, Xiong Mao, who in the Old Gang Leader's imagination should have been sent flying, only took a few steps back before falling.

When did the third brother's physical body become so strong?

The Old Gang Leader was very puzzled, but he didn't think it was important, because even if Xiong Mao had forged such a powerful physical body, he still couldn't withstand one of his moves, could he?

Moreover, Xiong Mao had already fallen; he only needed to press his advantage to finish Xiong Mao off completely.

But Wen Hui didn't give him the chance: "Old geezer, look here!"

Wen Hui had already prepared to ambush the Old Gang Leader; she seized the opportunity, and it was now!

"Boom—"

The confrontation between a level six martial artist with residual health and a level seven martial artist with full health stirred up dust.

The Old Gang Leader had intended to deliver a fatal blow to Xiong Mao, but Wen Hui's move tied up his hands and feet.

He could only first meet Wen Hui's attack.

Xiong Mao took the opportunity to get up from the ground.

Although he had multiple wounds on his body, he still hadn't fallen.

This was one of the benefits of a strong physical body.

Refining the physical body requires many rare treasures, such as spirit herbs and elixirs, but mid-grade and above spirit herbs are difficult to obtain and expensive to buy, not to mention elixirs, which cost money like flowing water.

In comparison, the train exclusive water, priced at seven hundred low-grade spirit stones per bottle, was incredibly cost-effective.

It not only spared Xiong Mao the pain of vital energy backlash every night but also tempered the strength of his physical body.

Many martial artists only focus on cultivation and neglect physical body refinement, but in actual combat, the physical body is very fragile, like the Old Gang Leader opposite him.

The method Xiong Mao and Wen Hui came up with was to stall, to stall until the Old Gang Leader's stamina was exhausted and his vital energy could no longer be sustained, to stall until all the reinforcements arrived...

Although it was difficult, it had to be done.

"I'm coming!"

When Wen Hui gradually couldn't hold on, Xiong Mao quickly stepped in to cover for her.

The Old Gang Leader had initially thought it would be easy to defeat the two of them, but then such an unexpected turn of events occurred...

After receiving the message from Ximen Chuifeng, Wang Yi and his group quickly ended their battle and immediately rushed towards the dungeon.

Ximen Chuifeng and his group would be a bit slower; it would probably take a while longer for them to finish fighting.

"Faster, faster..."

Hope it's still in time!

Wang Yi gritted his teeth, feeling both excited and scared; no matter how you put it, this was his first time participating in such a large-scale conflict!

This couldn't be learned from books.

For one thing, they usually didn't need the trump cards used for self-preservation, but in such a short time, they had used up a tenth of them.

However, they all knew that the most intense battlefield was not here, but at the dungeon.

Even though time was pressing, Gu Mingzhu's face was full of anger: "These people are truly despicable, they actually used underhanded tricks against this young lady."

Although she later returned the favor in kind, this experience still made her feel a bit disgusted.

If it weren't for the tactics they used, she would have dealt with all of them long ago; why drag it out until now?

As they were speaking, they suddenly heard a loud bang from a distance.

The direction seemed to be exactly where they were headed!

Wang Yi immediately became nervous: "Quick, hurry over to support!"