Chapter 376: Running Rampant (1)

Passion was a kind of emotion with an infectious power.

Tang Jie didn't know how much of his ambition to contend against nine people all on his own came from his own confidence and how much of it came from Wang Juemie, but he did know that the sight of Wang Juemie majestically battling against the three elders truly had given him ideas.

It was a yearning and desire for that sort of reckless battle.

Could he do it?

He didn't know.

But he wanted to try.

They were both body refiners, so what Wang Juemie could do, he should be able to do as well. At certain times in one's life, one had to think less and just go.

Thus, at that moment, standing in the forest and facing nine Seven Absolutions Sect disciples, Tang Jie didn't use any sort of scheme. He simply decided to battle to his heart's content.

Battle to the end!

After saying that he was going to fight one versus nine, Tang Jie threw his head back and howled, and then he charged forward.

His opponents were shocked and infuriated that he dared to charge at them all by himself, and they unleashed various spell arts at him.

Tang Jie's body flashed with light as he activated the Aquagel Shroud and Formless Golden Body. At the same time, he chopped the Heartbreak Saber at a Seven Absolutions Sect disciple.

The disciple's barrier flashed as the Heartbreak Saber impacted against it. At the same time, Tang Jie was struck by the numerous spell arts.

The two sides exchanged blows, and shockingly, Tang Jie was completely unaffected after taking attacks from nine people. On the other hand, the Seven Absolutions Sect disciple who Tang Jie had hacked at had his barrier go out and was sent flying.

The secret arts of the Divine Firmament Sword Classic finally began to reveal their power. After eight years of bitter cultivation, Tang Jie had truly grasped the secrets of the Formless Golden Body, and it was no longer so easily undone.

After this successful strike, Tang Jie pursued, seeking to heavily wound this disciple so that Yiyi could seize him.

"Stop him!" someone shouted.

Several disciples rushed at him.

Tang Jie lightly turned around and disappeared. He appeared at the other end, right in time for that student he had knocked away to land. He thrust his palm at his chest, and spiritual energy erupted. The disciple threw up blood and tumbled to the ground, and vines immediately sprouted out and dragged him into the earth. Yiyi was like a little bee, making sure to gather every bit of pollen.

"He's got someone down there! This isn't one versus nine at all!" A disciple angrily cursed.

"That's the sprite he's raised!" a disciple who knew about Tang Jie said. He added, "It should be considered part of his strength, so he really is taking us all on his own."

"Shut up!" the earlier disciple cursed—truly, talking about what shouldn't be talked about and not talking about what should be talked about.

It was Mu Yi who said, "Save the chatter! His Formless Golden Body is formidable, so don't use spell arts indiscriminately. Use armor-piercing spell arts, and fire in volleys so that he doesn't have time to rest!"

Tang Jie's eyes chilled.

No spell was truly invincible, and what the Formless Golden Body that was famed for its tenacity most feared were armor-piercing spell arts.

As for firing in volleys to preserve firepower and ensure that Tang Jie didn't have any openings, this ruined his plan to use the Chaoswind Step to avoid strong attacks and the Formless Golden Body to resist weak attacks.

Mu Yi had only spoken two sentences to expose his two weaknesses, and he had used a very brief amount of time to find them. Sure enough, having this sort of person as an opponent was a headache.

Hearing Mu Yi say this, everyone changed behaviors, attacking and retreating with more cohesion and more caution. Tang Jie no longer had the chance to take down even one of them.

When fighting outnumbered, what one feared the most was a protracted battle.

Using overwhelming strength to run rampant and give the enemy no chance to join forces, dealing with them one by one, was basically the only one way the outnumbered side could defeat the larger force. This sort of stalemate often indicated a crushing defeat.

But Tang Jie simply chuckled. "Not bad. But this alone isn't enough. Thank you for finding my weakness, Junior Brother Mu. Please also explain the solution to this second strategy."

He suddenly sheathed his saber and backed away. Pointing with his left hand, he said, "Rise!"

White mist erupted from the ground, engulfing the area and obscuring the vision of the Seven Absolutions Sect disciples.

Countless flowers bloomed, creating a flower formation. The numerous flowers opened their maws and bit at the people around them.

These were the flower formation and illusion formation that Yiyi had set down.

Yiyi hadn't been doing nothing while Tang Jie and the Seven Absolutions Sect had been exchanging blows. She had been spreading seeds beneath the earth in preparation. Earlier, she had been sneaking around for fear that Mu Yi might sense something, so she had been extremely cautious and slow. Now that there was nothing to fear, she suddenly sped up, quickly placing the surrounding area under the control of her flower formation.

Yiyi's strength actually depended a lot on her environment. When the environmental conditions were lacking, she would be even weaker than the little tiger, but when she had the environment and the preparations, Yiyi's strength could be considered to be an entire level higher than normal.

Every one of her spell arts affected an area, and they packed a punch while costing little.

With the flower formation rising and the illusion formation befuddling him, even Mu Yi was momentarily lost.

And this wasn't even the most terrifying thing. A storm of petals began to gather in the sky, and even those battling in the valley were amazed by that sea of cherry blossoms.

This tide of gorgeous death forced the Seven Absolutions Sect disciples to deal with it with all their strength.

"Take out your treasures!" someone shouted.

Various art relics lit up with blinding brilliance in the hands of the disciples.

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Disciples of the Seven Absolutions Sect were famous for having numerous treasures, with one disciple often having at least three art relics, but even seven or eight was considered normal. In a battle, it was very normal for many of these treasures to be damaged or lost.

The concentrated power of their unleashed treasures could easily be imagined. Even a natural spell art like the Silkheaven Net couldn't break through it.

But this still wasn't the most terrifying part. As the flower sea had begun to build up, Tang Jie had started to move.

He used the Chaoswind Step, slicing into the crowd.

The flower formation drew attacks while the illusion formation covered him.

In the illusion formation, it was hard to track him down, so it became very difficult for people to concentrate their attacks.

In the end, Tang Jie was still going with the "divide and conquer" plan. It was just that he had changed the means by which he achieved it.

As he entered the formation, Tang Jie gave a Seven Absolutions Sect disciple a chop on the back of the neck with his left hand.

The disciple reacted quickly. Sensing a danger approaching from behind, he launched forward, his art relic flashing. As a result, before Tang Jie's chop could strike the disciple, it struck the aura of relic light. A white light shot from the disciple's back, striking Tang Jie's arm and making it very sore.

Tang Jie cursed, and then he turned around and swung his saber at another person.

But this Seven Absolutions Sect disciple also reacted in time, making a flying leap to the side while throwing something out of his Mustard Seed Bag. This item grew larger, turning into a Demon-Quelling Pestle that descended toward Tang Jie's head.

"Fuck!" Tang Jie was exceptionally angry, but he could only fall back.

Once they were free of the chaos of that first ambush, these Seven Absolutions Sect disciples had gradually regained their morale, and their attacks were getting steadier and steadier. Even if he had managed to ambush them, success was much harder to come by.

But Tang Jie didn't believe that they could keep this up. As he dodged the Demon-Quelling Pestle, he swung his right knee behind him, striking another person in the chest.

This person was rather unfortunate. He was doing all he could to fend off the Silkheaven Net and hadn't expected Tang Jie to come out of nowhere. The strike knocked him flying. Groaning, he tried to grab his art relic to defend himself, but Tang Jie made a flying kick at the disciple's waist. "Don't even think about it!"

The hand reaching for the Mustard Seed Bag was kicked away.

It seemed that Tang Jie had guessed that he was going for an art relic. With this successful strike, Tang Jie rushed over and gave that disciple two punches—one to the face and one to the abdomen. Unable to take out his art relics, that disciple was knocked unconscious. Tang Jie grabbed him and stuffed him into the flowers, burying him in the earth.

Tang Jie panted for breath. "I think I understand now. The waist is your weakness."

Mustard Seed Bags were placed on the waist. So long as he didn't give them a chance to grab their art relics, these guys would be much weaker. Of course, he could only take advantage of this in these circumstances.

As the battle had gone on, the Seven Absolutions Sect had understood how Tang Jie worked, and Tang Jie had understood how the Seven Absolutions Sect worked.

The battle in the clearing continued, the flower vines coiling, the flower petals surging, the fog befuddling, and Tang Jie stalking like a tiger. In the blink of an eye, he had taken care of one more person.

It had to be said that Yiyi and Tang Jie were perfectly matched. One supported while one attacked, and even Mu Yi was left without any good solutions.

He shouted, "Fire attacks!"

Alas, it was no use.

With each fire attack, Yiyi would give up on the burning vines and keep on growing more.

Wood spell arts excelled at rebirth. A little more magic power would be able to grow many plants, so Yiyi wasn't afraid of this sort of give-and-take.

"I'll deal with the sprite and save the others!" In the face of this situation, a Seven Absolutions Sect disciple took out a red sword and thrust it into the ground. "Rise!"

Fire traveled down the blade. It appeared to be somewhat similar to the Heavenfire Sword.

To be more precise, this was an imitation the Seven Absolutions Sect had made based on the Heavenfire Sword, with both a similar form and a similar offensive method. Of course, it was far weaker.

Even so, this disciple was confident that the sword was powerful enough to destroy the vines, perhaps even force out the hidden Yiyi.

But he quickly realized that he was wrong.

As his fire surged, a frosty radiance began to emanate from underground, neutralizing the flame.

The disciple was startled.

This was the power of the Crystal Ice Sword.

In the Valley of No Return, after killing the Frost Fairy, Tang Jie had given the Crystal Ice Sword to Yiyi. Although this little girl didn't like swords, she had kept it by her side all this time. Plants feared fire, but with this sword, she could deal with many fire attacks.

Sure enough, it proved its worth, and all that disciple managed to accomplish was wasting a lot of spiritual energy.

"Charge out! Withdraw from the formation and protect yourselves!" Seeing that there was no solution, Mu Yi called for a retreat.

"Don't let them run!" Tang Jie shouted.

The vines erupted, coiling around the disciples.

Mu Yi's eyes brightened. "Strike now!"

The Seven Absolutions Sect disciples attacked in unison, hacking and burning away the vines.

"Is that what his plan was?" Tang Jie seemed to get what was happening.

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