Ultimate Village Doctor-Chapter 331 - 361: The Power of Formations

As the masked men took out their lighters and were about to make a move, a fleeting voice came, "Are you looking for me?"

The voice suddenly appeared.

It startled the eight people who hurriedly looked around.

But it was pitch black all around, and there was not a soul in sight.

Moreover, the voice was drifting and indeterminate, so much so that even with their hearing, they could not pinpoint the source.

"Who’s there? Come out!" the eight masked men shouted lowly.

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No sound came in response.

"Playing tricks on us? Drag him out here, Huang Level pairs up," a masked leader rasped.

The weakest among these eight was in the Late Yellow Stage since the Jiaohe Double Fiends were of that strength, and combined, their power even reached the Xuan Level. The Jiaohe Double Fiends had been captured, so those of lower strength simply hadn’t come; all the strong ones were present.

There were as many as four Xuan-level Practitioners, and four Late Huang Level experts.

This strength was absolutely formidable.

It wasn’t every day you found a Mysterious Rank Warrior, let alone gathering four, which was quite remarkable.

The eight charged in different directions.

Bang bang!

They crashed around, shattering counters, cabinets, and the like into pieces.

Bai’s Medicinal Materials Company was no small place, with five floors to boot.

To find the person who spoke, the eight quickly split up; aside from the Late Huang Level pairings, the Xuan Level Experts, confident and daring, each moved alone.

On the third floor, two Yellow Grade Experts were pacing the corridor, searching meticulously.

After a while, one of them suddenly felt something was off and said, "Why do I feel like we’ve been here before?"

The other person said, "I have the same feeling."

Their senses were extraordinary, much more sensitive than an average person’s.

Furthermore, the surrounding sounds seemed to have grown even quieter, making the whole corridor eerily silent.

The two exchanged glances, quickened their pace back the way they came, and upon seeing the stairs, they hurried down. When they reached the next floor, the two were shocked to find themselves back where they started.

"Ghost hitting the wall!"

Cold shivers ran down their spines as they exclaimed in disbelief.

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They kept running frantically up and down the stairs, only to end up back at the same spot every time.

"Is anybody there?"

The two shouted loudly for their companions, but the only response was the empty echo of the corridor.

Meanwhile.

The scattered masked men started to sense something amiss, realising one by one that they were caught in an infinite loop of "ghost hitting the wall," seemingly trapped in place. This strange phenomenon even caused the Xuan Level Experts to break out in a slight cold sweat.

Just then, a scream came from a certain direction.

In one corridor, a Huang Level Martial Artist lay on the ground, while another Huang Level Martial Artist looked at Long Xiaoshan, who had suddenly emerged and struck his companion, with a mix of shock and anger.

They too had been caught in an endless cycle of room-to-room movement, opening a door only to enter another room. In their agitation, Long Xiaoshan suddenly lashed out, landing a punch that made one Huang Level Martial Artist spit blood, robbing him of his combat strength.

"Despicable!"

Another Huang Level Martial Artist let out a cry and drew a flexible sword to stab at Long Xiaoshan.

"You have such a great time launching a night attack at midnight, and you still have the nerve to call me despicable," Long Xiaoshan sneered, kicking out sharply, his leg shadow piercing through the sword light and striking the Huang Level Martial Artist’s hand, snap, the martial artist’s wrist broke on the spot.

He was shocked to his core, having initially thought that Long Xiaoshan had managed to defeat his companion through a sneak attack, but now realizing the opponent’s strength was so formidable, he hurriedly stumbled back, crashing through a door to run outside.

Long Xiaoshan followed at an unhurried pace.

The Huang Level Martial Artist burst through a door only to despairingly discover it was still a room, unable to escape as if trapped in a maze.

By the time he regained his senses, he had already been kicked to the ground by Long Xiaoshan.

After subduing the two Huang Level Martial Artists, Long Xiaoshan’s eyes flickered with golden flames as he turned towards another area where Zhao Xiaoqiao had already started fighting with a Xuan-level Practitioner.

The formation he had set up, although not very advanced—the Bagua Maze Array—

was more than sufficient for those unfamiliar with the intricacies of formations.

These warriors, despite their martial strength, were bound to be trapped in the formation.

All that was needed was to isolate and defeat them one by one.

Seeing Zhao Xiaoqiao fighting and gaining the upper hand against the Xuan-level Practitioner, Long Xiaoshan immediately sought his next target and charged at another two Huang Level Martial Artists.

Bang! Bang!

Without expending much effort, Long Xiaoshan swiftly knocked down two more Huang Level Martial Artists.

The gap in strength between Huang Level and Xuan Level was immense, and Long Xiaoshan, even stronger than a beginner in Xuan Level, naturally found it easy to deal with two Huang Level Martial Artists.

After toppling the four Huang Level Martial Artists,

only four Xuan Level Practitioners remained.

Xuan Level Practitioners were not to be taken lightly; even going all out, Long Xiaoshan would still have some trouble, and among them was a Xuan Level Practitioner—Long Xiaoshan hadn’t misjudged—the Fan Family Elder he had seen that day, whose strength was absolutely extraordinary, most likely being in the Mid Xuan-Level.

Long Xiaoshan weaved through the formation and arrived beside Zhao Xiaoqiao without her noticing.

Zhao Xiaoqiao was currently engaged in battle with a Xuan Level Practitioner wielding a flexible whip, with very strong whip techniques. With every casual flick, it was like a barrage of whips. Both were beginners in Xuan Level, and although Zhao Xiaoqiao’s strength was slightly superior to that of the Xuan Level Practitioner, taking him down quickly was simply impossible.

Suddenly, Long Xiaoshan launched an attack from behind the whip-wielding Practitioner, kicking towards his back.

The whip Practitioner, fully occupied with Zhao Xiaoqiao, did not anticipate an attack from behind—and even if he did, it would have been beyond his ability to respond.

Moreover, the timing of Long Xiaoshan’s kick was exquisitely perfect.

Bang!

Almost without suspense, the whip Practitioner took the kick, tumbling forward as his whip shadow scattered. Zhao Xiaoqiao was an expert, and with such an opportunity before her eyes, it was too simple, and she kicked at the whip Practitioner’s abdomen.

The whip Practitioner vomited blood and fell to the ground.

Having taken down the whip Practitioner, Zhao Xiaoqiao did not feel the slightest pleasure, and looking at Long Xiaoshan who had suddenly appeared, she said discontentedly, "I could have defeated him."

What she meant was that Long Xiaoshan’s intervention made her lose face.

"Listen, team leader," Long Xiaoshan said, "do you think this is a fair match in an arena? There are three Xuan Level Practitioners left, none of whom are pushovers. If they break out of the formation, we’ll be in trouble. Quickly, we need to decide this battle fast." He grabbed Zhao Xiaoqiao and darted in a certain direction.

Zhao Xiaoqiao, unable to break free from Long Xiaoshan’s grasp, could only follow his lead.

The two quickly approached another Xuan Level Practitioner who was frantically striking the surrounding walls. If allowed to continue, he might indeed accidentally break out, considering the formation wasn’t very advanced.

Long Xiaoshan gave Zhao Xiaoqiao a look to signal, "Let’s attack together."

As he spoke, Long Xiaoshan leaped out towards the Xuan Level Practitioner, punching out fiercely.

Zhao Xiaoqiao reluctantly followed suit.

With the two joining forces against the Xuan Level Practitioner, it would have been sufficient for Long Xiaoshan alone, let alone both of them. The Practitioner, facing the duo’s combined assault, lasted less than ten seconds before he was heavily knocked to the ground.