Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 82 - 63: Battle (Three more updates, request for tickets and subscriptions!)

Chapter 82: Chapter 63: Battle (Three more updates, request for tickets and subscriptions!)

Rows of ice crystal characters emerged on the Book of the Dead:

"Notice:"

"You have gained the recognition and appreciation of the undead."

"Current recognition level: four stars (multi-person limit)."

"This book has resonated with the undead, and they unanimously agreed to pass on that most precious thing to you."

"You have gained 1 point of Merit."

"Additionally, their leader will soon communicate with you personally."

The next second, a faint female voice whispered in Wu Xiaode’s ear:

"In the village, the house made of red bricks, behind the painting hanging in the living room, there is a small box hidden. Do not tell anyone, and only open it when you are out of options."

"This is our way of saying thanks."

"Remember: if you open it ahead of time, it will no longer work, and it might even be dangerous."

"The last thing to say is—"

"Thank you very much for helping us achieve our revenge."

"We have no regrets now."

Wu Xiaode nodded then shook his head.

The mountain breeze blew over.

The leaves rustled.

The figures of the undead gradually faded and disappeared from the surroundings.

Wu Xiaode pondered for a while and then said, "Shall we take a look in the village?"

"You go ahead; the village is to the southwest. I’ll deal with the gauntlets here and meet up with you in the village shortly," the girl said.

"Okay."

Wu Xiaode turned around and walked towards the southwest for a while, returning to that village.

The fields were being plowed.

Chickens and ducks were numerous, pigs were kept in a pen, and a cowshed was built nearby.

The house built from red bricks was right in the center of the village, very conspicuous.

Wu Xiaode walked over, pushed open the front door of the house, and saw several dishes and a few bottles of wine on the table inside.

Apparently.

When the monster appeared, people were eating, completely unprepared.

If it weren’t for the traitor...

At least some people could have escaped.

Wu Xiaode shook his head, no longer dwelling on it, and walked straight to the painting hanging on the wall, taking it down.

Behind the painting, there indeed was a small compartment containing a palm-sized wooden box.

Wu Xiaode took the box, just about to open it to see what was inside, when he suddenly remembered the woman’s message—

"If you open it ahead of time, it will no longer work."

He thought about it and decided to abandon the idea of opening the box.

No matter what was inside.

No matter what the other party meant by "working."

Wu Xiaode decided it was better to be cautious.

He pocketed the box, turned, and walked out of the room, ready to return to the team leader.

But just as he stepped out of the front door, he saw four strangers.

They were wearing combat gear, almost simultaneously spotting Wu Xiaode.

Wu Xiaode took a step back, on alert:

"Who are you?"

Before he finished speaking, the leader suddenly chanted, "Flame Kill!"

A fiery flame lit up in his hand.

Almost simultaneously, Wu Xiaode immediately vanished into the Demon Mist—

But it was no use!

Level 0 Silent Demon Mist could create an "illusion," but the opponent’s magic had already been released, targeting the entire building.

—A wide-range Attack Skill!

This was a seasoned professional, who, upon encountering an enemy unexpectedly, instinctively used a lethal move!

A fierce light radiated from his hand, swelling into a wall of flames stretching dozens of meters wide, and surged towards Wu Xiaode!

Wu Xiaode had no chance to dodge.

—All of this happened in an instant.

Wu Xiaode gritted his teeth, drew his sword in front of him, and prepared to meet the wave of fiery flames head on.

Just then.

A voice came from afar:

"Blow Breath Blade."

An abrupt change occurred—

The air around Wu Xiaode suddenly began to flow rapidly, friction creating a series of sharp and grand howls.

Bang!

The wall of flames collided directly with Wu Xiaode, exploding with a muffled sound.

—It was blocked by an invisible wind!

A fierce whirlwind suddenly appeared, encircling Wu Xiaode, spinning at an unimaginable speed, sweeping away the wall of flames.

Wu Xiaode was stunned.

That was Xiao Baihong’s voice.

He hadn’t expected that from such a distance, he could still lend him a hand.

"It’s a Mage—let’s go kill the Mage first, send someone to keep Wu Xiaode busy!" the leader shouted.

A man in camouflage gear raised a machine gun towards the doorway, forcefully pulling the trigger.

Da-da-da-da-da!

The machine gun spewed flames, sealing off the door completely.

The leader had already turned around, leading the other two towards Xiao Baihong on the opposite rooftop.

Xiao Baihong hesitated for a moment.

The three of them clearly had combat experience; if they engaged him in close combat, he feared he would be at a disadvantage.

Suddenly, he saw a fingernail-sized patch of mist form an arrowhead, pointing to his right and then immediately disappearing.

Right?

Xiao Baihong looked to the right.

He saw the man with the machine gun still firing crazily at the red brick house ahead, but in the man’s blind spot, the far right windowsill of the building silently opened.

A whiff of mist drifted out and quickly dissipated into nothingness.

Interesting.

Since you want right, then right it is.

Xiao Baihong spread open his black umbrella with a smile and said to the charging enemies, "Three against one? I’m afraid I must decline."

A strong gust of wind picked up his umbrella and, carrying him with it, flew him towards the right side of the red brick house.

The leader roared, "Don’t let him get away, stick close at full speed!"

The three men sprinted on the ground, tightly following Xiao Baihong’s trajectory and chasing him with all their might.

As the leader ran, he kept his hand behind his back, continuously gathering flames.

This was his other killer move, which needed some time to prepare.

"Just wait, in three seconds, I’ll bring you down," the man muttered with determination.

This was his last thought in life.

The next instant.

He was still running forward, his hand gathering more power in the flames, but a faint golden thread glided across his neck.

"Enemy!"

The other two exclaimed as they changed color.

The golden thread flashed again, chopping the second man from head to foot, splitting him in two.

The third man let out a cry and leapt up with all his might.

He too was determined, regardless of what was on the ground; he just wanted to kill Xiao Baihong floating in mid-air!

Xiao Baihong chuckled and said, "You’re trying to bully me from so far away, trying to fight me, a long-range professional?"

As he spoke, he gently rotated his black umbrella.

The man flying mid-air heard seven or eight mournful whistles of wind.

He instantly screamed and fell from the sky, landing on the ground motionless.

Seeing the situation turn, the machine gunner at the door moved his weapon and shot towards Xiao Baihong.

Da-da-da-da-da!

The flames splashed.

Xiao Baihong had just saved Wu Xiaode and used Wind Skill to kill one man mid-air, now he had no choice but to barely release a wind shield in front of him.

But he was already out of strength to do anything else.

The bullets poured down like a sudden rainstorm on the wind shield. Although they could not penetrate, the tremendous impact made Xiao Baihong stagger and plummet towards the ground.

In a flash of lightning.

A golden thread burst from the void, covering dozens of meters in an instant, and directly pierced through the body of the machine gunner.

The battle ended.

Xiao Baihong breathed a sigh of relief, then his expression changed and he shouted, "My magic is out of control, catch me—"

Wu Xiaode, who had just made a move, heard this and hurriedly ran towards his landing spot.

But Xiao Baihong was flying erratically, and when he landed, he sped up even more, making it really hard to catch!

Wu Xiaode quickly dispersed the Demon Mist, waving and shouting, "This way! Head towards me!"

"No good! I can’t control the direction!"

Xiao Baihong shouted as he plummeted down.

Just as he was about to crash into the ground, Wu Xiaode desperately dashed forward and even performed a sliding tackle, just managing to reach him in time—

Thump!

centimeters from the ground, Xiao Baihong was securely caught by Wu Xiaode and held in his arms.

They held still.

Then, they both breathed a sigh of relief.

"Weren’t those moves of yours just now pretty cool? Why did you end up falling headlong like that?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Lack of Soul Power, man. I used too much killing last night, didn’t get enough rest, only 5 points of Soul Power left," Xiao Baihong explained.

"And you dared to come out and fight? You were asking to get killed!" Wu Xiaode scolded.

"Hey, get this straight, if I hadn’t stepped in just now, you’d be dead, little brother," Xiao Baihong retorted irritably.

"Don’t let me be the one to save you again, you know how cold sweat I broke into when I caught you? It’s gonna shorten my life by several years!" Wu Xiaode protested.

Several more people appeared on other rooftops.

Ying, Sun, Gunner, and—

The Leader.

The group quietly watched Wu Xiaode holding Xiao Baihong in a princess carry, watching their bickering.

"What’s going on here?" Sun arrived last and seemed puzzled.

"Don’t ask, it’s love and murder," the Gunner said, adjusting his sunglasses.

"This is the mutual rush of love, I never thought I’d witness this scene firsthand," Ying happily declared.

Sun was still confused and turned to look at the Leader.

"Two fools," the Leader muttered under his breath.