Chapter 71

"Big Sister Nangong, what kind of organization is the Dark God Temple?" Zhong Wen asked curiously, noticing the somewhat pale faces of Shen Dachui and Nangong Ling.

"If there is one among the Seven Holy Lands that can be considered 'evil,' it is the Dark God Temple." Nangong Ling sighed, feeling a headache from the trouble they had gotten into, "The Dark God Temple not only controls an entire country but also meddles in the affairs of other secular nations, with a long list of heinous deeds and countless evils."

"If that's the case, why don't the other major Holy Lands join forces to wipe out the Dark God Temple?" Zhong Wen asked, assuming it would be that simple.

"How easy do you think it is? The Dark God Temple also has a Saint. At that level, even if he loses, if he wants to run, the other Saints combined might not be able to stop him. If a Saint without organizational constraints is out there watching, who could bear it?" Nangong Ling couldn't help but roll her eyes, "Besides, do you think the major Holy Lands are so united? Where there are people, there is a world of intrigue, and the waters run deep."

"Big Sister is right." Zhong Wen nodded, humbly accepting the lesson, "No wonder you are from the Holy Lands. This 'Mr. Xu's' spirit technique is truly bizarre. If this black flame touches the body, I wonder what the outcome would be?"

"Try it and you'll know." Nangong Ling's eyes twinkled, and she grabbed a gray-robed corpse from the ground, throwing it toward Mr. Xu.

Mr. Xu, who was chasing Shen Dachui around, didn't even turn his head. With a light wave of his right hand, the gray-robed corpse was instantly surrounded by black flames. The flames seemed to be exceptionally excited, spreading rapidly and continuously burning the corpse. In just a few breaths, the skin and flesh of the gray-robed man turned to ashes, leaving only a blackened skeleton that emitted wisps of heat.

Seeing the overwhelming power of Mr. Xu's spirit technique, everyone's faces turned grim.

"Ah, although Old Shen's cultivation is high, this spirit technique is truly terrible," Zhong Wen still had the nerve to comment.

"This is troublesome." Nangong Ling frowned, "A Heaven Wheel expert has absolute dominance over those below the Heaven Wheel. Old Shen is the only one here who can match him. If he is defeated, we will all be at his mercy."

"Big Sister Nangong, at this point, there's no other way. Let's all attack together." Zhong Wen couldn't think of any other plan, "While Old Shen can still hold him off, let's see if we, these Earth Wheel rookies, can create some trouble for this Heaven Wheel expert from the Holy Land."

Zhong Wen couldn't help but think of the "one-on-one or gang up" joke from his previous life.

Without waiting for Nangong Ling's response, Zhong Wen raised the precious sword personally crafted by Shen Dachui, and with a flick of his foot, appeared beside Shen Dachui, lightly thrusting the sword.

This thrust was not a move from any spirit technique, but a basic sword movement that Zhong Wen had comprehended from the "Wuyadao Man's Sword Technique Notes."

"Naive child!" Mr. Xu's eyes revealed a look of contempt, and a powerful Heaven Wheel aura emanated from his body, instantly pinning Zhong Wen in place.

This time, Shen Dachui didn't make the same mistake and quickly released his own Heaven Wheel aura to counter Mr. Xu.

With Shen Dachui's assistance, Zhong Wen felt a release and regained his ability to move. Without a word, he raised his sword and thrust it fiercely at Mr. Xu's face.

Mr. Xu didn't expect an Earth Wheel level "rubbish" to dare challenge him. His face darkened, and with a light flick of his right finger, a black flame precisely landed on Zhong Wen's sword.

To his surprise, the black flame did not spread along the sword to Zhong Wen's body. Instead, the sword emitted a faint glow, and the flame dissipated upon contact.

"Hmm?" Mr. Xu's eyes showed surprise, "What a magnificent sword!"

Zhong Wen's heart leaped with joy, and he shouted, "Old Shen's weapons are not afraid of this flame. Sisters, let's go!"

His tone was reminiscent of a woman inciting a gang fight.

Liu Qiqi and Zheng Yueying, who had been holding back, were immediately roused by Zhong Wen's provocation and enthusiastically joined the attack on Mr. Xu.

"Old Shen, please help to counter Mr. Xu's Heaven Wheel aura," Zhong Wen instructed.

"No problem." Shen Dachui, a proud Heaven Wheel expert, was already ashamed of his poor performance and being chased around by the enemy. Now, finding a way to contribute, he felt invigorated and readily agreed.

Thus, the scene became quite comical. Three Earth Wheel level teenagers, each displaying their unique skills, attacked the Heaven Wheel expert Mr. Xu, while Shen Dachui, the Heaven Wheel expert, played a supporting role, staying on the field to emit aura and counter Mr. Xu's Heaven Wheel pressure, creating opportunities for the young ones to attack.

Liu Qiqi and Zheng Yueying, two beautiful girls, one in red and one in green, wielded a sword and a knife respectively, flanking Zhong Wen. One had exquisite sword techniques, the other had powerful knife techniques. Zhong Wen, familiar with their spirit techniques, occasionally thrust his sword to fill the gaps between the sword and knife, and the three worked seamlessly, forcing Mr. Xu to retreat step by step.

"Qiqi, Big Sister Nangong, it's a rare chance to teach a Heaven Wheel expert a lesson. Hurry up!" Zhong Wen shouted again.

Nangong Ling: "......"

I don't want such an opportunity! She thought, but still raised her sword and joined the battle. Leng Wushuang had already used the advanced concealment technique of the Ten Thousand Gold Tower and quietly moved to Mr. Xu's left side.

"Xiaowan, quickly throw those corpses at him!" Shen Xiaowan had no weapon, and Zhong Wen didn't dare let her join the attack but didn't want to waste her immense strength, so he assigned her the task of "throwing dark weapons."

Unable to suppress the group with his Heaven Wheel aura, Mr. Xu had to deal with four swords and a knife, and occasionally a gray-robed corpse would fly from a distance. Not to mention, the shameless Heaven Wheel old man, Shen Dachui, would occasionally release a spirit tiger to sneak attack him. Moreover, all the weapons in the hands of his opponents were immune to his spirit technique flames. He was left floundering, feeling more and more desperate, and his anger began to rise.

Zhong Wen, on the other side, was still shouting, "Sisters, put in more effort, this expert from the Holy Land is about to give up!"

The women: "......"

Even the people from the Piaohua Palace found Zhong Wen's antics unbearable, let alone the proud Mr. Xu.

"You mortals, how dare you insult the Dark God Temple." Mr. Xu's eyes glowed red, looking like a demon from hell, and he uttered a very middle-school-like line, "Feel the wrath of the temple!"

As he spoke, two large black flames rose from his sides, reaching the sky. He took two steps back, clapped his hands together, and the two giant black flames collided with a deafening explosion.

"Spirit Eroding Fire Rain!" Mr. Xu roared, and with a fierce slap on the ground, countless small black flames rained down, covering the sky and shooting toward the group.

"Watch out, quickly dodge!"

The black fire rain was too dense, and everyone scrambled to avoid it, in a state of panic.

Liu Qiqi, Zheng Yueying, and Leng Wushuang, who had learned the "Cloud Fairy Steps" from Zhong Wen, managed to dodge the fire rain, though they looked flustered. Only Nangong Ling, who hadn't learned high-level movement techniques and was too close to Mr. Xu, had no way to avoid it.

Seeing Nangong Ling about to be hit, Zhong Wen acted decisively, flying forward to tackle her to the ground, rolling with her soft body for a considerable distance, just in time to escape the range of the black fire rain.

I didn't expect Big Sister Nangong to be so well-endowed.

Feeling the sensation of the beauty's chest, Zhong Wen secretly praised, somewhat reluctant to get up.

Nangong Ling's lively eyes looked at him with a smile, "Comfortable, isn't it?"

"Very com...fortable," Zhong Wen blurted out, but halfway through, he realized he had been tricked by the intelligent and beautiful Nangong Ling, blushing and quickly getting up, laughing awkwardly, "Sorry, it was a moment of urgency."

"Thank you." As she turned, Nangong Ling's soft and pleasant voice came from behind.

Mr. Xu, panting heavily, took a pill from his pocket and swallowed it. He clearly hadn't expected his powerful move, the "Spirit Eroding Fire Rain," to be ineffective, and his eyes showed signs of anxiety.

"Sisters, he's running out of spirit energy and is starting to take pills. Everyone, attack quickly, don't give him time to recover!" Zhong Wen shouted again, "Daring to offend our Wenda Academy, when Master Ning arrives, he will make him pay!"

Nangong Ling, listening to Zhong Wen's nonsense, found it amusing but also admired his quick thinking and skill in psychological warfare.

Despite Zhong Wen's loud and seemingly unrefined shouting, each word hit the mark, striking Mr. Xu's pain points. The mention of "Wenda Academy" especially made him tremble, and in a moment of distraction, he nearly got his arm pierced by Liu Qiqi's sword.

What a despicable kid!

At that moment, in Mr. Xu's eyes, Zhong Wen's smiling face was truly unbearable.