One Against Three

Mu She immediately twirled his spear and stepped into the Phoenix Soaring Steps. His spear shot out like a dragon, stabbing toward Jia Lie Jun's throat from a tricky angle. Jia Lie Jun saw the spear coming, but he did not panic. He circulated the Dou Qi within his body, and cyan Dou Qi burst from him, forming a thin gauze over the surface of his body. Then he slammed a vicious punch onto the spear. Mu She only felt both his hands go numb from the shock, and the spear almost flew out of his grip.

"Dou Qi Gauze." Mu She cried out in shock, his face full of disbelief. At such a young age, he was already a Dou Shi-level expert. Mu She had never seen such a monstrous genius before, but that only made his intent to kill him even firmer. Once Jia Lie Jun grew up, it would be the end of the Wolf Fang Mercenary Group. He had to eliminate this danger while it was still in the bud.

"Second Brother, Third Brother, this one's a tough nut. Attack together," Mu She said gravely.

Gan Mu and He Meng were also deeply shocked. They understood Mu She's strength very well. In Qingshan Town, he could practically walk sideways, and both of them had once been defeated by him. Otherwise, they would never have submitted to him. Yet when facing a youth, Mu She actually wanted the three of them to surround and attack him together. They immediately knew they had kicked an iron plate this time. But since they had already offended him, regret was useless. They could only eliminate this hidden threat.

Facing the three-man siege, Jia Lie Jun did not dare be the slightest bit careless. All three were mercenaries who had been through countless battles and possessed extremely rich combat experience. One slip, and he might leave his life here. He instantly focused with all his might. A faint light flashed from his Storage Ring, and a short sword appeared out of thin air, hovering in midair. His body gradually turned purple, and then Purple Fire swept over him, wrapping Jia Lie Jun within it.

Jia Lie Jun stretched out both hands, and two balls of purple flame rapidly condensed in his palms. With a loud shout, the fireballs instantly left his hands and shot swiftly toward the three men. At the same time, Jia Lie Jun stamped the ground, his body slightly bent, and charged at them like a male lion.

"Brat, you've got guts." Seeing that Jia Lie Jun actually dared to take the initiative against their three-man siege, Mu She let out a loud shout. Green Dou Qi rapidly covered the tip of his spear, and he attacked first, sweeping his spear toward the fireballs. Gan Mu and He Meng quickly moved to flank from both sides. Jia Lie Jun lightly tapped the ground with the sole of his foot, his figure leaping over Mu She's head. The Purple Fire in his hand transformed into a longsword and stabbed fiercely at Mu She's back.

Mu She was no simple man either. With a twist of the spear in his hand, he thrust backward and blocked the flaming sword. Seeing that his attack had failed, Jia Lie Jun's body retreated explosively. The short sword that had originally been hovering there now stabbed toward Gan Mu. Gan Mu swung the iron staff in his hand down hard at the short sword. Yet the short sword seemed to have eyes; it spun, dodged the iron staff, then rotated along the iron pipe and stabbed toward Gan Mu's arm. Gan Mu could not dodge in time, and the short sword instantly pierced through his palm. Gan Mu immediately let out a cry of pain, and the iron staff in his hand slipped to the ground.

The surrounding mercenaries watching the battle were dumbstruck. They had not expected that, when facing the siege of three men, the youth would not fall into a disadvantage at all, and could even injure one of them in return.

"Big Brother, be careful of that short sword. That short sword is very strange. I imagine this short sword must be the treasure he obtained in the cave," He Meng warned with a vigilant expression, while a trace of greed flashed deep in his eyes. Mu Li also had a covetous look on his face.

Jia Lie Jun clapped both hands together, and two clusters of Purple Fire appeared in his hands. He pressed his palms together, compressing the two clusters of Purple Fire into two thumb-sized spheres. Then, with a flick of his fingers, the two small purple spheres shot out.

"Explode." Jia Lie Jun gave a soft shout, and the two small purple balls instantly burst apart. The compressed energy also spread outward in an instant, blasting up a cloud of dust. Jia Lie Jun seized the opportunity and rushed into the dust. A burst of miserable screams came from within. When the dust dispersed, Gan Mu could be seen covered head to toe in Purple Fire, lying on the ground and rolling nonstop. Before long, only a pile of black ash remained on the ground.

Everyone present could not help swallowing. They felt a chill sweep through their entire bodies. A youth was actually so ruthless and vicious; he was practically a god of slaughter. Mu She and He Meng's hearts were filled with fear. Perhaps they were not afraid of death, but this way of dying made dread rise in their hearts.

"Go." Jia Lie Jun gave a soft shout, and the short sword instantly stabbed toward Mu She's throat from an extremely tricky angle. He himself pounced toward He Meng like a cheetah, his fists swinging continuously as they hammered fiercely into He Meng's body. Mu She swung the spear in his hand and chopped down at the short sword. With a clang, the short sword was slapped hard onto the ground and went still. Immediately afterward, he used a sudden step, his spear stabbing straight toward Jia Lie Jun's back. But when the spear was only a few centimeters from Jia Lie Jun's back, it could no longer advance the slightest bit, as though an invisible barrier were blocking it there.

Just as he was about to exert strength with his hands, there came a puchi. Both his hands froze. He lowered his head to look at his chest, only to see a short sword piercing through it, leaving behind a large bloody hole as fresh blood flowed freely. His originally ruddy complexion instantly turned deathly pale.

The mercenaries watching from around them were filled with terror. They instinctively felt that disaster had truly descended upon them today. Some mercenaries with weaker minds could no longer endure the fear of death and fled the stronghold while crying and shouting. Seeing someone flee, the remaining people followed suit, throwing everything aside as they ran for their lives.

"The defensive power of earth-attribute Dou Qi really is strong. It actually withstood three-fifths of my strength," Jia Lie Jun said with a beaming smile. Hearing this, He Meng's heart was instantly startled, and his face turned ashen. He had not expected that this youth had never used his full strength all along. Ignoring He Meng's shock, Jia Lie Jun smiled faintly and circulated his Dou Qi. Cyan Dou Qi covered his fist, while Purple Fire wrapped around the Dou Qi, and he punched fiercely toward He Meng. This punch was plain and unadorned, without any technique to speak of, but the immense force contained within it made one's scalp tingle. With a bang, accompanied by the sound of a crack, the rock over He Meng's chest slowly shattered. His body flew backward and smashed heavily into the stone wall, instantly breaking the wall into pieces. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his body twitched for a while, and then he no longer made a sound.

Jia Lie Jun clapped his hands, let out a breath, and said softly, "Finally broke this turtle shell." He then walked over to Mu Li, who was lying on the ground at his last gasp, removed the Storage Ring from his hand, and inspected it briefly. He shook his head, somewhat disappointed. Only one low Xuan-class movement Dou Technique, Phoenix Soaring Steps, was barely worth looking at.

Then a cluster of Purple Fire shot toward Mu Li. Before long, a pile of white powder appeared on the ground. A light breeze blew past, slowly scattering it into the wind.

"Xiao Yi Xian, I'm back." Jia Lie Jun called out loudly. Xiao Yi Xian was pacing back and forth, her face full of anxiety. When she heard Jia Lie Jun's call, joy instantly filled her face, and she ran toward him, throwing herself into his arms. Only after a while did she push him away with a blushing face.

"I'll take you to a place," Xiao Yi Xian said with a mysterious expression.

"All right, you guide the way." Jia Lie Jun wrapped an arm around Xiao Yi Xian's waist and lifted her up, slowly flying into the air. At this moment, the sun was setting in the west, red and bright, and the clouds at the edge of the sky seemed to have caught fire.

"Wow, so beautiful." Xiao Yi Xian looked at the fiery sunset clouds at the horizon, her face full of enchantment. Jia Lie Jun lowered his head to look at Xiao Yi Xian in his arms. Under the glow of the setting sun, her face was incomparably beautiful, and he could not help lowering his head.