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Ten black figures gradually became clearer in the thick fog, accompanied by a gust of wind that rushed towards Bai Yujing and the others. Bai Yujing immediately shouted, "Throw it, quickly throw it out!"
The enemy charged forward all at once, which Bai Yujing had not anticipated. It seemed they wanted to settle the battle in one go, rather than play a cat-and-mouse game. In fact, what Bai Yujing feared most was the enemy slowly trailing behind and wearing them down. Their sudden charge provided Bai Yujing with the best opportunity.
In an instant, several Mountain Spirits rushed chaotically towards Bai Yujing, clawing and snapping at them. With thick lips lined with sharp fangs, Li Hao threw the Sonic Bomb in his hand, which collided directly with the leading Mountain Spirit.
Before the Mountain Spirit could react, a violent shockwave erupted from its center, sending sharp sound waves rippling outward. The dust on the ground and the remnants of burned trees shattered into pieces and vanished into the wind.
In this fiery graveyard, the destruction caused by the Sonic Bomb was astonishing. The intense shockwave radiated from the Mountain Spirit's position with a thunderous roar, enveloping an area of dozens of meters in ash and smoke.
Not only was the Mountain Spirit at the core affected, but even Bai Yujing and his companions were left dizzy from the Sonic Bomb's aftershock. However, Bai Yujing knew this was not the time to rest. He was the first to charge forward, aiming to finish off the Mountain Spirits while they were dazed.
The air was filled with white smoke and swirling dust, making it extremely suffocating and further impairing visibility. Bai Yujing rushed over to where the Mountain Spirits lay on the ground.
Bai Yujing immediately held his automatic rifle in one hand while aiming his pistol at these creatures' heads with the other. He fired continuously, each shot exploding a Mountain Spirit's head. In an instant, he saw their heaving chests flatten as if they were cattle waiting for slaughter.
"One, two, three..."
"Eight, nine, ten..."
Bai Yujing counted as he shot, but when he reached the end, he froze. It suddenly dawned on him that something was amiss: "Ten? No, it should be eleven!"
At the moment when the enemy charged in, Bai Yujing had clearly seen all their shadows. He counted them; there should have been eleven. Suddenly turning around, he aimed his pistol at the direction behind him without hesitation and fired two shots. However, the enemy moved incredibly fast and instantly disappeared from where Bai Yujing had sensed them before, vanishing into the smoke without a trace.
Bai Yujing mounted the automatic rifle on himself. In this short-range confrontation, the flexibility of a handgun far exceeded that of an automatic rifle. Bai Yujing continuously retreated with his backpack while carefully observing the surroundings.
"Come out, I see you!"
Bai Yujing didn't care whether the other party could understand him; he just said it casually to see if he could provoke a flaw. To his surprise, the other party actually stepped out from the side and stood in front of Bai Yujing.
Bai Yujing immediately saw the other person's appearance. It was a strange figure wearing a Mask, standing about 1.7 meters tall. Compared to the other tall and strong Mountain Spirits, this guy was much smaller. However, Bai Yujing did not dare to underestimate him. The Mask on his face indicated that he was someone who lived in the Suspended Tower. Although his status was certainly not comparable to that of the woman, he was not an ordinary Mountain Spirit.
The figure stood straight, dressed in coarse linen clothes different from those of ordinary Mountain Spirits. He looked almost human as he walked toward Bai Yujing. Bai Yujing was taken aback and immediately aimed his gun, quickly pulling the trigger.
However, at that moment, Bai Yujing froze; the trigger wouldn't budge as if some force had jammed it. Then Bai Yujing saw a flash of green light in the eyes beneath the Mask, and suddenly his handgun turned around, slowly aiming at him.
"What kind of joke is this!"
Bai Yujing was about to curse loudly; this guy could control material movement with his mind. Bai Yujing gripped the handgun tightly but still couldn't stop its barrel from turning toward him. At that moment, he noticed that the trigger had loosened. Taking advantage of the fact that the gun was not yet fully aimed at him, Bai Yujing quickly fired off the remaining bullets in his handgun.
Afterward, he immediately abandoned the handgun and charged at the opponent. This figure was much weaker than an ordinary Mountain Spirit; his physique and strength were certainly inferior to those of regular Mountain Spirits. Bai Yujing planned to break through from this angle and take the initiative.
However, just as Bai Yujing charged forward, he saw the opponent pull out a Bronze Lantern from behind and swing it forcefully. It instantly smashed into Bai Yujing's body with immense weight; in the hands of such a small figure, it felt like a straw.
The Bronze Lantern struck Bai Yujing, and he instantly felt several ribs break as he flew several meters before crashing against a large rock by the roadside. He lay there for a long time without getting up.
Bai Yujing felt blood surging up his throat that he couldn't suppress no matter how hard he tried. The taste of rust filled his mouth, bitter beyond imagination. He had hit his head against the rock, and blood flowed down his face, covering him completely.
The more critical the situation became, the more focused Bai Yujing's mind was. He quickly got up, rolled like a donkey, and dove behind a large rock, swiftly starting to run while shooting backward. Although he didn't know how powerful the opponent's ability to control material movement was, he was certain that there must be a distance limitation. As long as he created some distance, he could avoid the opponent's restrictions and then use his precise marksmanship to wear them down bit by bit.
As Bai Yujing began to run, the opponent charged forward. Bai Yujing immediately noticed the shadow approaching from behind and quickly fired again. His mind was fully concentrated, and his shooting speed was several times faster than usual, with dynamic vision returning in an instant.
The opponent moved as fast as a fleeting shadow, but Bai Yujing had already fired. A series of shots struck the opponent instantly, and their lightning-fast figure was quickly halted, their momentum blocked.
"Die!"
Bai Yujing would not let this opportunity slip away. He fired again to finish them off, but by this time, the opponent had already taken precautions. Even with Bai Yujing's extraordinary marksmanship and strength, the remaining shots were all dodged by the opponent. Their speed was so fast that it was difficult for the naked eye to see, but Bai Yujing knew that the opponent had been hit by his previous barrage and had sustained significant injuries. Now both he and the opponent were evenly matched.
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