Whoosh!
An arrow shot out at incredible speed, striking the ground and exploding into a cloud of poisonous mist, halting the charging Greenwood Town disciples in their tracks.
The arrow also immediately caught the attention of the Poison Fang disciples beside Yu Lie.
Yu Lie, holding a longbow, shouted at the disciples in front of him, "What are you standing around for?"
Upon hearing this, Radish Head and the others snapped out of their daze, their faces a mix of fear and determination.
Various beastly roars erupted from Yu Lie's side as the Poison Fang disciples' eyes glowed with red and green ferocity.
These were all lower-level disciples who had undergone the Wolf and Tiger Transformation.
No matter how inexperienced they were in battle, they were far superior to ordinary mortals.
One by one, their burly figures lunged toward the attacking enemies.
However, out of the twenty or so disciples, one remained rooted to the spot, trembling with fear.
This disciple had already used up all his courage just to follow Yu Lie this far.
Now, faced with the prospect of fighting fierce enemies, he was paralyzed with terror.
If not for the cliff behind him, he would have fled long ago.
Not only did he refuse to charge forward, but this disciple also tried to move closer to Yu Lie, screaming, "Help! Boss Yu, save me!" He seemed to be losing his mind.
But his hysteria didn't last long.
A figure leaped down from a boulder, passing by him, and his cries abruptly ceased.
Yu Lie, with his back to the coward, shouted at the Poison Fang disciples who had already charged, "Those who fear battle and refuse to advance—die!"
He wiped his hands in disgust, glancing at the fallen disciple with disdain.
Yu Lie was puzzled.
How could someone with such a weak will, who couldn't even fight for his life in a life-or-death situation, have completed the Wolf and Tiger Transformation? While the transformation wasn't as grueling as the Copper Sinew and Iron Bones Transformation, it was still no easy feat.
When Radish Head and the others heard that someone behind them had been dealt with by Yu Lie, they shuddered.
Those who had been considering fleeing quickly suppressed the thought.
"Die!"
The Greenwood Town disciples, holding their breath, passed through the poisonous mist and reappeared in front of the Poison Fang group, their faces twisted with malice.
"Die, die, die!"
The leader of the group, an exceptionally burly figure, glared at Yu Lie with a sinister grin and made a throat-slitting gesture, signaling his intent to kill.
Facing the threat, Yu Lie responded with a cold smile.
Without a word, he drew his bow, nocked two arrows, and aimed at the leader.
Twang!
The two arrows flew toward the middle-level disciple, who initially thought he could easily dodge them.
But his expression changed drastically in the next moment.
Boom! Sizzle!
One arrow exploded upon impact, severely injuring a lower-level disciple.
The other released a burst of iron pellets, showering the burly leader and five or six other disciples, momentarily halting their advance.
"Ah!" The Greenwood Town disciples screamed in pain.
The burly middle-level disciple's face darkened as he realized that the earlier signal hadn't been a mistake by his own people.
Instead, it had been deliberately sent by this Blackwater Town disciple to alert everyone.
Before he could utter a word, two more arrows, like venomous snakes, shot toward him, forcing him to twist and dodge once again.
By this time, Radish Head and the others had already joined the fray.
With Yu Lie backing them up, their morale soared.
They bared their claws, fangs, and swung their blades, charging at the enemy.
The green-robed middle-level disciple found himself surrounded by Radish Head and a few others, locked in a fierce struggle.
Frustrated, he tried to shake them off and rush toward Yu Lie to eliminate him.
But Yu Lie, calm and composed, continued to draw his bow, firing arrows that kept the middle-level disciple on the defensive.
"Coward!" the burly middle-level disciple roared.
He pulled out a golden talisman from his sleeve and slapped it onto his body.
With the talisman's protection, he charged at Yu Lie like a wild boar, no longer dodging.
Radish Head and the others, seeing this, quickly retreated and warned Yu Lie, "Boss, be careful!"
But Yu Lie, watching the burly middle-level disciple charge straight at him, set down his bow and casually pulled out a spiked fireball from his sleeve, hurling it at the oncoming threat.
Boom!
A burst of flames illuminated the battlefield, dazzling everyone's eyes.
The burly middle-level disciple, struck by the fireball, staggered slightly, the golden light around him flickering.
But he continued his charge, a sinister grin on his face.
With his Copper Sinew and Iron Bones, combined with the protective talisman, he could withstand two or three spiked fireballs.
As he closed the distance, Yu Lie threw another object.
This time, the fireball didn't explode violently.
Instead, it burst into white flames, clinging to the burly disciple's body and burning relentlessly.
Fortunately, the talisman's protection saved him from being completely overwhelmed.
"You cunning bastard! I'll tear you apart!" the burly disciple roared.
But before he could finish his sentence, Yu Lie fired another arrow.
The burly disciple didn't bother dodging, continuing to close the gap.
Boom! A cloud of poisonous mist exploded around him, enveloping him and obscuring his vision.
His heart sank as he realized the danger.
By now, the two were only a few steps apart.
A soft chuckle reached the burly disciple's ears.
Then, three deafening explosions rang out!
Three spiked fireballs flew into the smoke, detonating one after another.
The flames and shockwaves dispersed the poisonous mist, revealing the burly disciple, now battered and bleeding from his orifices.
"Is he already half-dead?" Yu Lie muttered in surprise.
Yu Lie didn't retreat.
Instead, he stepped forward, closing the distance.
He looked at the middle-level disciple, whose golden light had dimmed, and shook his head.
With a pale finger, he lightly traced the disciple's neck.
The burly disciple, though dazed and his talisman destroyed, still had some fight left.
Hearing Yu Lie's chuckle, he felt a surge of anger and prepared to counterattack.
But when Yu Lie's finger effortlessly pierced his tough skin, the burly disciple's expression turned to one of disbelief.
His throat felt empty, and he collapsed to his knees, clutching his neck.
"Gurgle..."
The burly disciple fell to the ground, blood gushing from his throat.
But it wasn't the bright red of fresh blood—it was a dark, purplish hue.
Yu Lie's cultivation focused on poison.
Not only were his bodily fluids toxic, but his nails, hair, and even his breath carried deadly venom.
Now that he had mastered Bone Poison, his toxins were potent enough to kill a middle-level disciple with a single touch.
With the middle-level disciple dealt with, Yu Lie's eyes gleamed with realization.
"So, a middle-level disciple without poison resistance is just this weak?"
The first middle-level disciple he had killed was Du Liang from Poison Fang.
At the time, Du Liang had been poisoned by Peach Blossom Ghost Tongue Grass and hadn't been able to use any talismans.
As a result, Yu Lie hadn't considered Du Liang's strength representative of a normal middle-level disciple.
This time, facing the Greenwood Town middle-level disciple, Yu Lie had been cautious.
He had his subordinates engage first, used poison arrows and fireballs, and only then stepped in himself.
Yu Lie turned his attention to the battlefield, where Radish Head and the others were still fighting the enemy disciples.
A wide grin spread across his face.
He slung his bow over his back and charged into the fray, empty-handed.
"Brothers, I'm here!"
The sudden death of the burly middle-level disciple sent a wave of fear through the remaining Greenwood Town disciples.
Radish Head and the others, hearing Yu Lie's voice, glanced back, their eyes lighting up with excitement.
Their morale soared, and they redoubled their efforts, determined to crush their enemies.
The battlefield was filled with roars and snarls, like wolves and tigers.
But it didn't take long for Radish Head and the others to stop in shock and awe.
Yu Lie moved through the lower-level disciples like a tiger among sheep.
With a single slap, he could crush a skull, and he quickly dominated the battlefield, unstoppable.
In just twenty breaths, the dozen or so lower-level disciples from Greenwood Town lay on the ground, their heads crushed, chests caved in, and limbs broken.
Within a hundred paces, there was no sound except the dripping of blood.
Under the moonlight, Yu Lie stood in the center of the battlefield, his longbow on his back, his clothes spotless.
He raised his blood-stained hands to the silver moon above, a surge of exhilaration filling his chest.
Realizing that this was still a battlefield, with the sounds of battle all around and She Shuangbai already engaged, Yu Lie no longer suppressed his emotions.
He laughed heartily and shouted, "Brothers, strip them of their valuables! Let's make a fortune!"
This attack by Greenwood Town had caused heavy casualties for Blackwater Town, but it was also an opportunity for them to strike back and plunder their enemies.
If the enemy could loot, so could they!
Hearing Yu Lie's call, Radish Head and the others' eyes lit up.
They had just survived a bloody battle, and now, something primal stirred within them, making their blood boil.
"Yes!" they roared, their faces twisted with glee.
These once hardworking and honest Poison Fang disciples, who had spent their days in the alchemy room, now laughed maniacally as they shouted, "Kill!"
"Hahaha! Fortune, fortune!"
(End of Chapter)