ebookland Chapter 145 Battle Against Bandits 2
Chapter 145 Battle Against Bandits 2
The bandits were overwhelmed and terrified by the onslaught. In their panic, they resorted to their so-called "special skills" in an attempt to defend themselves against the attacks of Wang Ming, Luo Peng, and Wang Xia.
"Watch this!" a burly bandit shouted at the top of his lungs, waving his hands rapidly and chanting incantations.
Instantly, huge rocks rose from the ground and flew towards the three of them, attempting to block the impact of the spell.
However, these boulders were like fragile bubbles in the face of the three people's powerful magic, and were instantly shattered, with stone chips flying everywhere, scaring the surrounding bandits into fleeing in terror.
"This, how is this possible!" The burly bandit stared wide-eyed, his face full of disbelief. Before he could even react, a beam of magical light shot towards him, scaring him so much that he scrambled to the side to hide.
On the other side, a skinny bandit with shifty eyes muttered, "Hmph, watch me ambush you!"
He then used an invisibility spell, his body gradually becoming transparent, and stealthily approached Wang Xia.
Little did he know that the ribbon in Wang Xia's hand seemed to possess a spirit, and the moment he approached, it suddenly lashed out like lightning.
"Ouch!" The invisible bandit was exposed by the whip, and he flew out like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground.
He winced in pain, cursing, "What the hell is this thing? I'm not doing this anymore!"
"How could this happen? We came here to rob things, how did we get beaten up like this!" "I knew we shouldn't have come. This isn't a village, it's torture!"
The bandits screamed and fled in all directions, but they were surrounded by enemy magic attacks and had nowhere to escape.
They bumped around like headless flies, some hitting the wall, some falling into mud pits, looking disheveled.
Wang Rong and her brother Wang Guang stood side by side, their eyes firm and unwavering, their cooperation so seamless it seemed as if they were telepathically connected.
Wang Rong held a soft sword in her hand; the blade was supple yet sharp, gleaming coldly in the sunlight.
As she danced, the sword flashed like twinkling stars in the night sky, dazzling the eye.
She was agile and her steps were as light as a butterfly in flight. Every time she drew her sword, she accurately stabbed the bandit's vital points, making it impossible for him to defend against her.
"Take this!" Wang Rong shouted, her soft sword flashing out like a serpent, instantly leaving a bloody gash on a bandit's arm. The bandit screamed and dropped his weapon.
Wang Guang muttered incantations and rapidly waved his hands, unleashing a wind blade technique.
In his palm, wind blades rapidly condensed, sharp as knives and gleaming with a chilling light.
He suddenly waved his hand, and the wind blades shot towards the bandits like arrows released from a bow.
Wherever the wind blades struck, the bandits were hit, their clothes were ripped open, and bloody marks were left on their bodies, causing them to howl in pain.
"Ouch, my god! This wind blade is like a knife!" "Stop fighting! I surrender!"
The bandits were beaten so badly they had no chance to fight back and could only kneel down and beg for mercy. But Wang Rong and her brother Wang Guang continued their offensive, attacking the bandits who were putting up a stubborn resistance.
During the fierce battle, Mother and Aunt fought side by side, cooperating perfectly.
The mother stood at the front of the formation, her posture elegant and her every move exuding composure. Her hands moved swiftly, forming hand seals as she unleashed her dazzling and colorful magic.
One after another, colorful balls flew out of her hands like shooting stars, rushing towards the enemy.
These colorful balls shimmered with a mesmerizing light, as if they contained endless energy. Upon seeing this, the bandits panicked and fled in all directions, some covering their heads and running away, while others jumped around wildly.
"Get out of the way! This thing looks powerful!" "Oh my god, where can I hide?" But some unlucky people were still hit by the colorful balls.
The moment the colored ball touched the bandits, it instantly unleashed a powerful electric current, crackling and popping. The bandits trembled from the shock and collapsed to the ground, groaning in pain.
There was a bandit named Sanlaizi who, after being hit by the colorful ball, had his hair stand on end and muttered, "I'll never be a bandit again, I can't live like this anymore!"
The aunt stood by, intently casting a water balloon spell to provide strong support for her mother.
She gently waved her staff, and a flash of light appeared at the tip of the staff, instantly forming a crystal-clear water sphere that floated in the air.
My aunt manipulated the water balloon, making it weave nimbly through the enemy ranks. Wherever the water balloon went, the bandits were drenched, their clothes soaked and clinging to their bodies, making them move slowly and clumsily.
"Why is this water balloon chasing me everywhere!" a bandit shouted as he frantically dodged the water balloon.
With the tacit cooperation of the mother and aunt, the enemy gradually became exhausted and was at a disadvantage, and could only retreat step by step.
The big bull was tall and strong, like a majestic small mountain, and possessed superhuman strength.
He strode up to the bandit, shouted loudly, and the air around him seemed to buzz. He swung his fist, as big as a casserole dish, and smashed it down on the bandit.
With a "crack," the bandit's head split open like a watermelon struck by a heavy hammer, killing him instantly.
"Who else!" Da Niu roared imposingly, scaring the surrounding bandits into retreating.
Erniu was agile and had superb light-body skills. He was like a gust of wind, and others could not catch his shadow at all.
He weaved through the bandits, appearing and disappearing unpredictably to ambush them. Each time, before the bandits could even react, they were already disoriented and overwhelmed by Erniu's attacks.
"Ouch, who hit me!" One of the bandits had just shouted when Erniu kicked him in the butt again, sending him flying forward.
San Niu wielded a long sword with superb swordsmanship. In his hands, the sword was like a nimble dragon, soaring up and down, its cold light flashing.
With each thrust of his sword, he accurately struck the bandits' vital points, and the bandits fell one after another under his sword.
"Hmph, you think you can rob me?" San Niu sneered, and with a swing of his longsword, another bandit fell to the ground.
The students at the school were not to be outdone, and they all displayed the magic they had learned.
Some students quickly formed hand seals, summoning giant water balls that they hurled at the bandits.
The water balloons hit the bandits, splashing water everywhere and soaking them to the bone, leaving them looking utterly disheveled.
"Oh dear, how come there are so many water balloons!" The bandits were hit by the water balloons and stumbled, slipped, and fell flat on their backs.
Some students chanted incantations, manipulating fireballs that flew towards the bandits like burning meteors.
The bandits fled in terror, their clothes burned with holes by the fireballs, their hair singed, and they emitted a pungent odor.
"My hair, my hair is on fire!" A bandit frantically patted the flames off his head as he ran around the area.
At almost the same time, the Deer King and Little Divine Deer of the Immortal Temple also arrived at the battlefield.
The Deer King was tall and imposing, radiating auspicious light, like a deity descended to earth.