ebookland Chapter 113 Melee
Chapter 113 Melee
Lin Zhifeng only regretted that he only had ten fingers, so he couldn't wear everyone's storage rings on his hand at once.
There was no other way, so he could only prepare the most time-saving plan in advance.
Initially, he planned to give his brothers storage rings directly. However, this would take a lot of time to distribute, and after the rings were distributed, the brothers would have to search for their clothes and weapons in the rings, which would take even more time. Not to mention the spirit beasts involved.
They were already outnumbered, and if they were delayed by this or that, they might lose the upper hand to the other side.
Therefore, Lin Zhifeng simply found twenty-five pieces of clothing and stuffed them into a storage ring.
At this moment, he didn't bother to distinguish which item belonged to whom; he simply distributed one item to each person randomly.
Fortunately, the inner disciple uniforms of the Broken Dream Pavilion were made to accommodate different body types, both tall and short, thin and fat, so everyone wore the same size.
In these extraordinary times, let's not be pretentious; just grab whatever you can and wear it.
Of course, you can forget about pants for now. Just wear thermal leggings for now (if you have leg hair).
The spirit swords were also stored together by Lin Zhifeng. Except for Ding Mo, who was the strongest fighter, the others were all piled together. Even he himself was no exception.
Some might ask, since it's Lin Zhifeng's decision, shouldn't others not mind if he makes slightly special arrangements for himself?
But the truth is, it really wasn't necessary.
Anyway, since Lin Zhifeng is dealing with these items, he'll definitely be the last one to join the battle. The only thing left is his spirit sword, so there's no need to choose. Therefore, there's absolutely no need to waste two storage slots.
After distributing the clothes and weapons, Lin Zhifeng also released the spirit beasts with combat capabilities from his inventory.
In an instant, the hall of the Ghost Realm was filled with the roars of dragons and tigers, making it exceptionally lively.
The buyers who were originally waiting below the stage were caught off guard and quite surprised when Ding Mo first took action.
Before they could react, Ding Mo untied them, grabbed a piece of clothing to put on, and then headed towards the Ghost Realm Sect Master.
Although the Ghost Realm Sect Master was also at the Nascent Soul stage, she was, after all, a ghost cultivator who had "borrowed a corpse to return to life," and was no match for the original cultivator; not to mention that her opponent was an unparalleled genius sword cultivator.
Ding Mo knew he couldn't afford to delay; a swift victory was the best course of action. Therefore, he acted decisively, unlike the sectarian exchanges where a mere touch was enough.
He clashed with the leader of the Ghost Realm Sect and severed the sect leader's meridians in just a few rounds. With meridians severed, a person is essentially crippled. Not only is he powerless to resist, but he is also essentially cut off from any future cultivation opportunities.
After dealing with the Ghost Realm Sect Master, he didn't stop for a moment before heading straight for the buyers.
Those whose cultivation level is lower than his are crippled in one move; those whose cultivation level is average to his are usually defeated in less than ten moves.
The hall of the Ghost Realm was filled with howling wolves and ghosts, and the floor was a mess.
If someone with an overflowing sense of compassion were there and saw the injured and disabled people all over the ground, they would probably say, "How cruel!"
But the people of the Ghostly Gate have committed such heinous acts that even a hundred deaths could not atone for their sins. What mercy is there for such wicked people?
As for those buyers, without buying and selling, there would be no killing! They are also the indirect killers of hundreds of missing disciples.
Moreover, Ding Mo and his group are currently outnumbered, so engaging in such pointless activities would be tantamount to courting death.
Fortunately, Lin Zhifeng and his group were not saints either, and they were even more ruthless than Ding Mo.
Their main targets were the members of the Ghost Realm Sect, and they would cripple any of them they saw.
These people at least gave their opponents a chance, but their spirit pets didn't have that kind of accuracy.
Facing these spirit beasts, it's truly a fight to the death.
By the time the Black Mountain Monster defeated the person who had been vying with him for Ding Mo, returned with his wounds to pick up his wife and, incidentally, trade two bodies, the Sword Sect disciples had already gained an absolute advantage.
Except for a few buyers who were still resisting and trying to escape, almost all the disciples of the Ghost Realm Sect were wiped out. Of course, apart from those killed by spirit beasts, most of them were still alive.
Even so, the hall became like a hellish place.
Severed limbs and dismembered bodies were everywhere, not to mention the bloodstains scattered all over the ground.
The Black Mountain Monster didn't know what had happened. He didn't care about the organizers; he was only worried about his wife's safety.
The Black Mountain Monster was also secretly furious at that fellow who had dared to overestimate himself and try to take it from him. He had expended considerable effort and suffered significant internal injuries to kill the man. If his wife had been in danger because of his absence, he would not have been able to die in peace.
Despite his injuries, the Black Mountain Monster rushed in at top speed. As he rushed in, he shouted, "Yunmei! Wife! Where are you?"
His wife is currently embroiled in a battle with Ding Mo.
His wife was also at the Refinement Void Realm, which was higher than Ding Mo's.
However, Ding Mo was at the late Nascent Soul stage and an unparalleled genius, capable of challenging a Void Refinement cultivator even at a higher level. Moreover, he had the assistance of his spirit pet, the White Tiger Beast. The two worked together seamlessly, and for a time, it was the Black Mountain Monster's wife who was at a disadvantage.
That woman is stupid too.
If she had run away as soon as the fight started, Ding Mo would have been battling the Ghost Realm Sect Master, with other buyers fighting behind him. With her cultivation level, it wouldn't have been difficult for her to escape unscathed.
But what this woman was thinking was: her husband had asked her to wait for him here. Also, she was determined to possess both Ding Mo and Lin Zhifeng's bodies.
So instead of running away, she joined the battle.
If Ding Mo hadn't discovered this in time and led the White Tiger Beast to the top, other disciples would likely have perished at her hands.
When the Black Mountain Monster saw his beloved wife being bullied by the creatures he had chosen, especially the white tiger beast, which inflicted many scratches on her body, he was shocked.
His eyes were bloodshot, and he roared as he jumped up and joined the battle.
Although the Black Mountain Monster had suffered internal injuries and his strength was halved, he was still a cultivator at the Void Refinement stage. He directly withstood Ding Mo's attack, and the two fought to a draw.
With Ding Mo stopped, the pressure on his wife was greatly reduced, and he only needed to deal with the White Tiger Beast.
The white tiger beast quickly found itself at a disadvantage. If this continued, its life would be in danger.
If the White Tiger Beast dies, Ding Mo will have to face two experts at the Refinement Realm alone, and the final outcome is predictable.
Lin Zhifeng and his group had already dealt with the others by this time.
They still have a dozen or so people who have only suffered minor injuries and are still capable of fighting. However, for a Nascent Soul cultivator to fight against a Void Refinement Realm expert is like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
Lin Zhifeng and the others were extremely anxious.
Their victory is not the final victory; the ultimate winner will depend on the victor among the strongest fighters.
Is this the end of it?
Not reconciled!
Lin Zhifeng bit his lip until it bled, he was extremely anxious.
At this moment, the system suddenly spoke up: "Master, you can release Qiuqiu. It is a phoenix, and theoretically, it is a higher-level spirit beast than the White Tiger Beast."
Lin Zhifeng said, "What use is a fledgling bird that hasn't even reached adulthood? But you've reminded me. I'm afraid I'm going to die here today. If I die, will it affect you?"
The system said, "I am bound to my master. When my master is here, I am here; when my master is not here, I am not here either."
Lin Zhifeng said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Tongtong, I'm so useless, I've dragged you down with me."
The system said, "It doesn't matter, I'm just some data anyway."
Lin Zhifeng suddenly remembered something else. Since that's the case, he should quickly release Qiuqiu back into the wild, so that it wouldn't have to die with him.
While there's still time, quickly fly away and hide, and find a new owner later.
Thinking this, Lin Zhifeng quickly released Qiuqiu.
He briefly explained the dangerous situation and urged Qiuqiu to escape for his life.
There wasn't enough time to break the pet contract, but it wasn't a big problem. Anyway, once I died, it would be free.
Lin Zhifeng released Qiuqiu into the air and said, "Go, Qiuqiu."
Instead of flying away immediately as instructed, Chirp hugged Lin Zhifeng's face with its little wings. Then, it suddenly turned around and, with a "whoosh," flew towards Black Mountain Monster's wife like an angry bird.
The Black Mountain Monster's wife harbored resentment for the White Tiger Beast's earlier scratches, so she inflicted numerous wounds on the beast with her own knife. Just as she was about to finish off the White Tiger Beast with a single strike and then join her husband in capturing Ding Mo, a dark figure suddenly descended from the sky.