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The six members of Black Wind Stronghold were not very hopeful at this moment. Song Li and his group were too strong, and adding Xu Feng wouldn't solve the problem. However, having someone was better than nothing; even if it was a desperate measure, they couldn't just let Xu Feng sit there and watch. After all, he was a top expert ranked third in the Immortal Path Conference.
Xu Feng had actually wanted to intervene for a long time but hadn't found the right opportunity. He recognized the two members from Guiyi Sect and Wan Jian Sect with whom he had fought before, and the other three quickly assessed his aura and demeanor.
Now that the five had openly acknowledged their conflict, Xu Feng saved himself a lot of trouble explaining.
"Do you need help? If you needed help, you should have said so earlier!" Xu Feng leaped down from the treetop into the arena. "How would I know you needed help? As long as you need it, I will definitely help!"
While Xu Feng rambled on, the cultivators engaged in battle were furious, nearly spitting blood. This bastard was still chattering away at such a critical moment; with his strength, he was just asking for death, thinking he was some kind of savior.
When Song Li's group saw Xu Feng emerge, they suddenly slowed down. The cultivator from Guiyi Sect was none other than Calm Monk, who had been the first to spar with Xu Feng. He stepped forward and shouted, "Kid, I thought about letting you go since you stood up there for so long without moving. But now that you've come looking for death, don't blame me!"
As he left his group to approach Xu Feng, Xu Feng said, "Everyone stop for a moment. We've been fighting for so long; let's take a break, have some water, chat a bit, and discuss our differences. Violence won't solve anything."
The Skinny High Monk from Wan Jian Sect also paused. Having exchanged a few moves with Xu Feng before, he knew Xu Feng wasn't easy to deal with and considered teaming up with Calm Monk.
With these two stepping out of the fray, the pressure on Six Sects eased slightly; it was now ten against three, barely maintaining a stalemate.
Xu Feng assessed the situation on the battlefield and suddenly narrowed his eyes. "You two have good memories; you still remember me. However, I suggest you bring in one more person; otherwise, you'll regret it."
The Skinny High Monk scoffed. "You're slightly stronger than this bunch of trash, but you're still trash yourself. If it weren't for saving time, I could handle you alone..." His words were cut off by Xu Feng's casual interruption.
"Qiao Bugu doesn't think so," Xu Feng replied.
"What! You know Qiao Bugu? Did you kill him?" Both the Skinny High Monk and Calm Monk halted in their tracks. They knew Qiao Bugu's strength was above average among the six who had come out this time. They sensed his demise yesterday and thought he had been killed by experts from Six Sects; they never expected him to be killed by Xu Feng.
Hearing the commotion, Song Li also jumped out of the battle group and walked between them, looking suspiciously at Xu Feng. "Did you really kill him?"
Xu Feng grinned and said, "Honestly, I didn't want to kill him either. But to survive, I had no choice but to send him to hell first. If he doesn't go to hell, who will?"
The Skinny High Monk's expression turned serious as he said to Song Li, "This Yan Da concealed his strength at the Immortal Path Conference. I fought him last night, and I'm afraid it's true."
Song Li's eyes hardened. "In that case, let's all three of us go together to avoid any more surprises. Yan Da, you're lucky; having three of us come after you means you can make a name for yourself after you die."
"I want to make a name for myself now, without dying," Xu Feng laughed heartily and turned to shout at the fiercely battling Hua Du, "Hua Du, you coward! I can take on all three of them by myself, yet you can't even handle one. How dare you call yourself the best at the Immortal Path Conference? From now on, avoid me when you see me!"
After cursing Hua Du, Xu Feng dashed into the forest. Song Li and the others shouted angrily and chased after him. Soon, the sounds of intense fighting echoed through the woods.
The two Nine Dragon Pool cultivators left behind wore bitter smiles and cursed inwardly. It was clear these three Birdmen wanted to slack off while leaving us to deal with these useless opponents. We're not here to do their dirty work.
With the three of them gone, the pressure on the Six Sects cultivators significantly decreased, but their attacks did not weaken.
Everyone present was an elite from their respective sects, skilled in both martial prowess and intellect. Xu Feng's last insult was very clear: he would hold off three opponents alone, while they needed to eliminate the remaining two before he was defeated; otherwise, both sides would face trouble.
Everyone felt a mix of shock and shame. They were shocked by Xu Feng's incredible strength, able to take on three opponents; these weren't just three Refining Qi Stage Lao Luo. They felt ashamed that they considered themselves experts but were merely frogs at the bottom of a well. In a life-and-death situation, they had to rely on others for help and couldn't control their own fate.
Hua Du exchanged a glance with Cai Shujun, both seeing the determination in each other's eyes. At this moment, these two juniors felt a renewed sense of competition—not about who would win or lose but about who could prove they weren't "useless."
The Six Sects still had fifteen combat-capable members; fifteen against two—both Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivators—wasn't impossible. If they couldn't handle this situation, they might as well jump into a river.
Everyone knew time was tight. With Xu Feng facing three opponents alone, he could be killed at any moment. If five people returned to fight after he was defeated, no one would survive. If they could finish off these two before Xu Feng fell, they could rush back and join him against the other three, greatly increasing their chances of victory.
The two from Nine Dragon Pool also seemed to realize their opponents' intentions and chose to defend rather than attack, trying to buy time. As long as the other three returned, they could immediately switch from defense to offense and wreak havoc.
"Break!" Suddenly, Yi Jiuzhou charged between the two like a madman, his heavy sword creating a dazzling arc of light as he recklessly slashed at one of the cultivators. The man’s expression shifted; instead of taking it head-on, he sidestepped lightly to avoid the attack.
The two had originally been back-to-back for mutual protection. With Yi Jiuzhou suddenly charging in and focusing all his efforts on attacking one person, his back was completely exposed to fire from the other—this was a reckless strategy that made no sense.
The other cultivator guessed Yi Jiuzhou's intentions and became furious. He swiftly thrust his sword toward Yi Jiuzhou's left side—aiming for his heart; if it hit, Yi Jiuzhou would die on the spot.
A long sword pierced the back with a "thud," but it only went in an inch before being forced out. At a critical moment, Impulsive Sister Huang Chang launched a fierce attack, forcing the opponent to withdraw their sword for self-defense, saving Yi Jiuzhou's life.
Although Yi Jiuzhou survived, he was injured internally by the sword energy and fell to the ground heavily wounded.
Cai Shujun immediately seized the opportunity that Yi Jiuzhou had bought with his life. He unleashed three strikes in quick succession, separating the two opponents while shouting, "Hua Du, I know you're not convinced. Now show your true strength and let's see who can take down their opponent first!"
The two had developed a tacit understanding; seeing Yi Jiuzhou sacrifice himself to break through defenses, they quickly separated the two opponents, creating a situation of seven against one. Hua Du, along with two disciples from Wuhua Island and four from Black Wind Stronghold, surrounded a cultivator from Nine Dragon Pool.
Cai Shujun led four members from New Moon Sect, along with Jindalai and Gao Jingsong. Both sides were now in a seven against one situation. Cai Shujun and Hua Du entered into confrontation once again.
Once the two from Nine Dragon Pool were separated, they lost their defensive advantage and immediately fell into a passive position. Even though they had advantages in spiritual power speed and swordsmanship, being outnumbered seven to one was already enough to expose many shortcomings.
Now, the two were no longer thinking about stalling for time but rather how to escape the encirclement. Even a fierce tiger fears a pack of wolves; they had no choice but to run—waiting to die was not an option.
As panic set in and their confidence waned, various flaws began to appear. Fortunately, they reacted quickly enough to avoid serious injury, but their defeat was already evident; it was only a matter of time before they would be wounded.
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