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Chapter 128 Battle of the Narrow Pass - 50,000 against 200, the advantage is in my hands!
The first buffer zone – Yixiantian (a narrow passage between two cliffs).

Whew~~Whew~~
The howling wind swept past the ears of the many martial artists, carrying a sharp whistling sound. It stirred up gusts of dust, causing the entire sky to be filled with a layer of gray mist.

Above the sky, the clouds grew thicker and thicker, like a huge black curtain. They pressed and piled up against each other, and even the surrounding air seemed to be compressed and thinned.

Boom~~
Suddenly, a thunder dragon rolled in the clouds, but it was quickly covered by the thick, leaden black clouds, until it was finally swallowed up.

"Brother Dazhuang." The martial arts student who had been with Dazhuang earlier stood at the top of the narrow passage, gazing at the rolling sand and rocks to the north. He was about to take a deep breath when he suddenly felt a tightness in his chest and couldn't help but feel somewhat lost.

"Do you think we can really get out of here this time?"

Dazhuang nodded, just about to speak.

Buzz~buzz~
At that moment, the smart bracelets of everyone around Yixiantian started vibrating.

They're here! The army of undead creatures is here!
This is a true test of life and death; victory means life, defeat means death!

Since no one wants to die, then let's fight to the death!

This is a common thought in the hearts of all martial arts students.

All of a sudden.

woohoo~~
The horns made from the horns of ferocious beasts were sounded, and the melodious horn sounds rang out one after another. The people in the upper part of the One Line Sky immediately returned to their positions.

Although smart bracelets can transmit messages, horns often have a more inspiring effect in such critical moments.

After the eliminations in the previous trials, plus the martial arts students who died in the first wave of ferocious beasts, only 183 martial arts students remained.

Following the pre-battle planning, they were divided into two teams.

Among them, there were 99 martial arts students whose physical fitness level reached 13.0 or above. 76 of them were assigned to stay at the first line of defense, Yixiantian.

Twenty-five people on each side of the upper part of the narrow passage, relying on the boulders around them, launched the first wave of attacks on the army of undead creatures that were passing through the narrow passage, depleting their resurrection count and disrupting their formation and rhythm.

The remaining twenty-six people were a sharp-edged squad led by Shen Bailian, Li Feiyu, and Qin Wuyang, who guarded the exit of the First Line Sky. After the army of undead creatures hurriedly fled the First Line Sky, they would once again attack their formation.

The rest of the group, led by Wang Yuxuan and Chen Jiyue, went to the rocky high ground to do some simple setup and tidying.

Boom~~ Boom~~
Amidst the howling wind, the earth began to tremble slightly.

Su Ruozhi, Feng Yanqiu, and Chen Yifei stood at the very top of the narrow passage, with a cluster of explosive arrows behind them.

The three of them took a deep breath as they gazed at the tens of thousands of undead creatures approaching from not far away.

On the surface, all three appeared extremely calm, gripping their combat partners; however, upon closer inspection, one could see that their pupils were slightly constricted and their bodies were trembling slightly.

The number of undead creatures far exceeded everyone's expectations.

As the saying goes, when there are hundreds of people, they come in all shapes and sizes; when there are tens of thousands, they are boundless; when there are hundreds of thousands, they stretch to the heavens and the earth.
Although the undead army only numbers around 40,000 to 50,000, each undead creature is over two meters tall.

In addition, there were dozens of enormous undead creatures with shoulders reaching seven or eight meters tall.

The chilling aura emanating from these undead creatures and their empty, lifeless eyes were enough to instill a great sense of oppression and fear in anyone, even from thousands of meters away.

As they moved forward 'slowly' and steadily, it was as if even the surrounding air was frozen by this aura of death, sending a chill down one's spine.

Sudden.

The army of undead creatures stopped a few hundred meters from the entrance to the narrow passage.

Within the ranks, hundreds of tall figures were scattered about, their bodies more imposing than the other monsters. Their faces were hidden behind masks made of animal hide, revealing only a pair of eyes that gleamed with a cold light.

They have expanded from fifty or sixty to over a hundred.

"Are those tall figures the priests favored by the gods?" Chen Yifei asked solemnly, squinting at the tall figures whose eyes held a cold glint.

"No." Feng Yanqiu shook her head and said heavily:

"Only one of them is the true chosen priest; the rest are imposters used to deceive others. Only by accurately killing the true chosen priest can this war truly end."

"Is there really no way to tell the difference?"

Su Ruozhi held his breath and focused all his senses as he looked at those tall figures, but he couldn't discern any difference between them.

"Currently, no. Only battle bodies that have been fully discovered and perfected, or holy bodies, can vaguely distinguish between the real and the fake, but..."

Feng Yanqiu did not continue speaking.

However, Chen Yifei and Su Ruozhi both understood what the girl meant: how could a group of martial artists at the Life Establishment Realm possibly have a fully developed battle body?

As for the Holy Communion?

Those are usually absolute geniuses who only exist in the Martial Hall.

With its large population and stable bloodline warriors, the Great Xia can produce dozens of warriors every year or so.

As for the Eucharist, there might not be one in a year.

“Um…” Feng Yanqiu looked solemnly at the stagnant army of undead creatures, hesitated for a moment, but finally asked:
"Will these undead armies really choose to pass through the narrow passage?"

"Yes, don't worry." Mentioning his area of ​​expertise restored Su Ruozhi's confidence, his voice carried by the wind to the ears of many martial artists.

"This is an open strategy. If they don't go through the narrow passage, they will waste two days. But if they do go through the narrow passage, on average, each undead creature will only lose a few lives at most."

"If you were a priest favored by the gods, what would you choose?"

Among the army of undead creatures.

Although tens of thousands of undead creatures had gathered, the priest of the gods was not happy at this moment; on the contrary, he was somewhat depressed.

According to the original plan, it would have been easy to gather hundreds of thousands of undead creatures using the remains of those ferocious beasts.

However, it is unknown what changes occurred in this divine ruin, but the divine substances in the bodies of the ferocious beasts that have traveled this way seem to have been completely consumed.

However, the impact is not significant.

Fifty thousand against two hundred.

Do not!
To be precise, each undead creature has seven or eight chances to revive, so it should be—

Four hundred thousand to two hundred, the advantage is in my hands!
Suddenly, the priest, who was about to give the order, felt a pang of heart palpitation.

All of a sudden.

Among the army of undead creatures, hundreds of tall figures looked up at the sky behind them, their gazes piercing through hundreds of miles of void and through the thick, heavy leaden clouds.

A mocking smile appeared on the faces of all the 'divinely favored priests'.

A moment later, the 'divine priests' all turned their heads, and as a low chant spread, the entire army of undead creatures set off again.

At the same time, the archers in the undead army drew their bows and launched bone arrows toward the top of the narrow passage.

In just a few seconds, the bone arrow formed a thick white cloud and hurtled towards Su Ruozhi and the others.

There were also some undead creatures that could fly, flapping their leaky bone wings, and with the support of the elemental energy of heaven and earth, they rushed towards the upper part of the narrow passage.

What good is anger?

It's still about watching those martial artists die.

The gaze traversed hundreds of miles of void, arriving directly at a height of four thousand meters above the outermost edge of the Divine Ruins, at a man burning with rage.

Duan Wuyai stood in the void, the air within thousands of meters around him seemed to freeze, the air currents stopped flowing, and he quietly gazed in that direction.

Looking in the direction of the narrow passage.

Once the resistance halo around the Divine Ruins wears off, Duan Wuyai will rush in and grind those beings who have enraged him to dust.

Sudden.

Roar! ! !
Several thousand meters away, a group of flying ferocious beasts sensed Duan Wuyai's presence.

The malice emanating from their very blood made them unaware, or rather, they completely ignored, the danger lurking in the shadows, and they raised their arms in a sudden attack.

boom! boom!
As several explosions rang out, these E-level (misfortune) ferocious beasts instantly broke the sound barrier and pounced straight at the man.

however.

Swish, swish, swish.
When those ferocious beasts came within a thousand meters of Duan Wuyai, dozens of sword lights formed by the condensation of heaven and earth's elemental energy were unleashed.

In less than a moment, a group of E-level ferocious beasts lost their lives.

Duan Wuyai's attention was never on those cursed beasts from beginning to end, not even for a moment.

Buzz~buzz~
After feeling the vibration from the smart bracelet, Duan Wuyai frowned slightly, turned on the smart bracelet, and answered the call.

"Hey Lao Duan, I have good news!"

Upon hearing the voice beside him, Duan Wuyai's pupils constricted sharply, and he hurriedly asked, "What good news?"

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
Thousands upon thousands of bone arrows, as if they were free, were hurled towards the upper part of the narrow passage. All the warriors hid behind the boulders, quietly inviting the undead creatures into their trap.

Of course, there were also wooden walls placed at the top of the narrow passage.

Bone arrows that hit boulders will shatter, crack, and become damaged, losing their intended purpose.

However, bone arrows that hit the wooden wall are largely preserved, and those in good condition can be reused.

This is called "borrowing arrows with straw boats"!

Hiss~~ Hiss~~
After the rain of bone arrows, flying undead creatures flew up, and Feng Yanqiu and the others stepped out from behind the boulder without hesitation.

Draw the bow and shoot the arrow. Draw the bow and shoot the arrow. And so on, in a continuous cycle.

One by one, the undead flying creatures were quickly routed by the precise rain of arrows.

Those who can remain above the narrow pass are not only quite powerful, but also skilled in archery. If they run out of arrows, they use the bone arrows stuck in the wooden wall.

After comprehending the breath of all things, Feng Yanqiu's perception became increasingly acute, and her grasp of airflow became more precise. As a result, the penetrating power and potential energy of arrows were far stronger than before.

A three-on-one victory is no problem at all; one person's record can even be comparable to that of dozens of people.

The power of an individual is fully demonstrated at this moment.

If it were an ordinary ferocious beast, it would have collapsed and scattered long ago, but these are undead creatures. For them, dying once is at most losing a chance to revive.

Sudden.

"Ah~~"

Under the onslaught of flying undead creatures and a rain of bone arrows, the two warriors, caught off guard, had their shoulders pierced by a barrage of arrows, and instantly stumbled and fell backward.

Upon seeing this, dozens of flying undead creatures roared and pounced on the two warriors. If this continued, they would surely die.

however.

boom! boom!
With two sharp explosions, the dozens of undead creatures were instantly torn to pieces by several arrows.

"Whoo~"

"Fortunately, I caught up."

Upon seeing this, Feng Yanqiu breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes dimming slightly. She had only just entered the state of breathing all things and was not yet fully familiar with it.

Having already reached her limit by firing two protective gusts of wind in succession.

however.

puff!

As a line of blood bloomed in the air, one of the two warriors was pierced through the chest by the resurrected undead creature.

"Little Li!!!"

Another short-haired martial artist inadvertently caught a glimpse of this scene, his entire body surged with power, and he roared hysterically, wanting to go and save the martial artist.

"Calm down, do you want to go and die?"

Fortunately, he was pulled back by someone nearby and knocked unconscious.

Being surrounded and attacked by so many undead creatures, especially with a bullet piercing his shoulder, the chances of survival were extremely slim.

Sending one more person over would only be sending them to their death.

Soon, the blood of the warrior who was surrounded and killed was spraying out. At the last moment, a resolute look flashed in Xiao Li's eyes. He endured the excruciating pain and gathered the last bit of stable mental power.

Swish!
A flash of silver light appeared, and the last explosive arrow was taken out by Xiao Li. With a loud bang, bright flames exploded, instantly engulfing dozens of undead creatures.

at this time.

woo~~~
Another melodious horn sounded, the second one, signifying that the undead army had begun to enter the narrow passage of the First Line of Heaven. All the martial artists felt a chill, knowing that the crucial moment had arrived, and without hesitation, they each took out a basic nutritional potion and drank it down in one gulp.

"Brothers and sisters, hold on for another ten minutes!" Chen Yifei swept his gun across, instantly obliterating a flying undead creature. He gathered his strength and roared, "Everyone, proceed as planned, take your positions!"

The sound rolled and spread, reaching the ears of all the martial artists.

All of a sudden.

Upon hearing the sound, the warriors on both sides of the upper part of the canyon adjusted their formation according to the original plan, dividing into several groups of three.

Two of them were responsible for guarding and continued to shoot arrows, while the other warrior put away his bow and stood in a dispersed position next to the stones that had already been placed.

Each stone can weigh several hundred kilograms.

Every martial artist here possesses a single-arm punching power of no less than eight tons. In the world before 1999, each of them would have been capable of wiping out an army of hundreds of thousands.

Time flew by, and ten minutes passed quickly.

Caught between flying undead creatures and a rain of arrows, even Chen Yifei and Su Ruozhi were in great distress, let alone the other martial artists.

But it's not without good news.

Amidst the rain of arrows from Feng Yanqiu and the others, the flying undead creatures, which were already few in number (only a hundred or so), had exhausted their chance of revival and died completely.

The price was that the six warriors had already closed their eyes completely, without even having a chance to collect their remains, before being torn to pieces.

Which of these six people isn't a chosen one?
If it weren't for this accident, at least four of the six would have been able to reach the threshold of the Opening Sea Realm by graduation.

woo~~
In less than ten seconds, the third horn sounded.

This indicates that the vanguard of the undead army has reached its designated location.

"Brothers, smash it!"

In an instant, all the martial artists' bones and muscles trembled, and in just over ten seconds, they had hurled all the boulders around them into the canyon below.

The kinetic energy of the boulder, weighing hundreds of kilograms, falling from a height of hundreds of meters, combined with the initial abundant kinetic energy of each martial artist, crashed into the canyon.

Like cannonballs, they exploded violently.

Shen Bailian dared not directly withstand such a fierce attack.

What's more, undead creatures generally only have physical attributes of level 12 or 13?

boom! boom! boom!
Amidst a tremendous roar, one massive boulder after another crashed to the ground. Some of the rocks shattered instantly, while others buried the undead creatures beneath them.

In less than ten seconds, thousands, even tens of thousands of undead creatures had their bodies smashed by the boulder.

The entire army of undead creatures that entered the canyon suffered a devastating blow.

but.

These were not taken seriously by the 'divine priests'. They followed at the rear of the procession, and as low chants spread like ripples on water, the undead creatures began to revive.

Aside from the undead creatures trapped under the boulder, there were virtually no losses.

woo~~~
Ninety percent of the boulders surrounding the warriors had been used up, and upon hearing the horn, they rushed off into the distance without hesitation.

At the edge, there is a zipline that is several hundred meters long. It is made of a special new composite material that can withstand tensile forces of over 100 tons.

Originally, it was printed out by a few martial artists after they had researched the strategy guide in advance. Now it has been taken out and made into a zipline for rapid mobility.

Of course, being broken into such a long piece will definitely greatly weaken both its load-bearing capacity and tensile strength.

Swish swish!
In the instant the silver light flashed, a rope appeared in the hands of many martial artists. After simply pulling on it, they slid downwards.

The speed once exceeded 100 meters per second, which was much faster than running downhill, and it also allowed for a greater degree of energy conservation.

Meanwhile, Feng Yanqiu, Chen Yifei, Su Ruozhi, and more than ten other of the strongest fighters here, whose physical strength was still relatively intact, were responsible for covering the rear.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
In just over ten seconds, the forty martial artists had already zipped down to the bottom and were rushing towards the rocky highlands more than twenty kilometers away.

"You two go first."

"it is good!"

Upon hearing Feng Yanqiu's words, Chen Yifei and Su Ruozhi did not hesitate at all. They took out ropes from their storage rings and quickly descended down the zipline.

"Whoo~"

Holding her war bow and arrows, Feng Yanqiu slowly took a deep breath, held her breath and focused her mind, temporarily ignoring the flying undead beast that was pouncing on her.

At this moment, my mind became incredibly peaceful, and I completely relaxed. My mental energy surged forth, my perception was amplified, time slowed down, and the path of the wind became clearly visible.

Suddenly, Feng Yanqiu's eyes narrowed sharply, and she seemed to leap up like a lion, her spine taut like a bowstring, her legs shifting slightly, and her whole body creaking.

The bow and arrow were quickly nocked, then drawn back, and shot out instantly, following the wind's trajectory.

boom! boom! boom!
Protective winds, three in a row!

Flying undead creatures within a hundred-meter radius were instantly torn apart by the violent airflow, and even if they were to revive, it would take more than ten seconds.

While the undead creatures were being bombarded, Feng Yanqiu kept drawing her bow and shooting arrows, as if she were a blur, firing thirty-three shots in a row per second.

Each arrow could accurately hit three or two targets at once, causing great damage to the flying undead creatures.

After about ten seconds.

Feng Yanqiu's energy and spirit were also mostly exhausted, and the rosy complexion on her face faded completely. In the instant the silver light flashed, she had already reached the edge of the zipline.

Whoosh!
Feng Yanqiu quickly slid down the zipline, her speed soon exceeding 100 meters per second. She opened her eyes and looked down towards the exit of the narrow passage, her hair flying wildly in the wind, obscuring her vision.

But she knew that was the heart of the battle.

"Please, Senior Brother Shen, Feiyu."

The exit of the narrow passage.

Buzz~buzz~
The moment Feng Yanqiu withdrew, the smart bracelets of twenty-six martial artists, including Shen Bailian, Li Feiyu, and Qin Wuyang, vibrated simultaneously.

In an instant, everyone's breathing became heavy, and no one dared to breathe loudly. Those who could stand here were the absolute best among the new students of Tiangang Academy.

But no one dared to let their guard down.

Because it wasn't just one undead creature, nor a hundred, nor even a thousand, but tens of thousands, a total of fifty to sixty thousand!

In the midst of charging into enemy lines, the greatest fear is being surrounded. Enemies are on all sides, and any negligence could lead to unimaginable losses.

However, the martial artists present were not as afraid as they had imagined, because the presence of that young man gave them a sense of security.

"We need to wake Shen up." Qin Wuyang looked at the figure who was still cultivating and couldn't help but lean towards Li Feiyu.

But before he could finish speaking, Li Feiyu waved his hand to interrupt him: "We just need to be prepared. He won't let us down at this crucial moment."

And at this moment.

Shen Bailian alternated his legs, focused his energy in his dantian, and sat upright in the center, his eyes closed, his black hair fluttering in the wind, and his clothes billowing in the air.

Rumble~
Shen Bailian's entire body was vibrating at a special frequency, and his energy and spirit were rising violently.

Under the guidance of the basic breathing technique, the sparse elemental energy of heaven and earth was constantly drawn to Shen Bailian's surroundings, compressed and tempered by the illusory yet real Dragon Gate Seed, and then flowed into his muscles, bones, and flesh.

Even at this point, he was still practicing basic breathing techniques.

at the same time.

On Shen Bailian's control panel, one notification message after another popped up—

[Congratulations! Your basic breathing technique skill has been improved. Experience points +1]

Congratulations! Your character level experience has increased by 1.

【.】

Time passed slowly, and after another minute, the ground began to tremble slightly, indicating that the army of undead creatures was approaching.

In an instant, everyone's heartbeat quickened, and they felt a tightness in their chests. Their gazes, intentionally or unintentionally, turned to the young man who was still cultivating while sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Hesitant to speak.

Li Feiyu was the same; he would always glance at Shen Bailian intentionally or unintentionally, and he also became anxious.

After all, practicing basic breathing techniques is an extremely physically and mentally demanding activity; otherwise, they wouldn't be standing here doing nothing.

Sudden.

Swish!
Shen Bailian suddenly opened his eyes.

The moment the boy opened his eyes, everyone felt a flash in the air, but it quickly disappeared, making them wonder if it was just an illusion caused by their tension.

"Three hundred meters to go, get ready."

When Shen Bailian finished speaking, no one doubted the truthfulness of the boy's words.

In an instant, all the martial artists' internal organs began to resonate, their essence, energy, and spirit surged violently, their muscles and bones creaked, their feet moved slightly, and their eyes flashed with white light.

Even the slowest person entered the complete state within two seconds.

Battle stance!
"Senior Brother Shen, would you like one?" A martial artist glanced at Shen Bailian out of the corner of his eye and noticed some beads of sweat on his forehead. He immediately handed over one of the few remaining second-tier basic nutritional potions.

"Need not."

Shen Bailian shook his head and gave him a reassuring look.

His decision to practice basic breathing techniques before the battle was intentional.

"Come on, let me test my true combat strength."

Shen Bailian gently licked his lips, his eyes flickered slightly, and the panel immediately appeared before his eyes—

Character Level: LV7 (1524/1800)

Physical Strength: 15.4; Spirit: 10.3

Divine Skill: Shadow Follows LV1 (0/1) (Energy Storage: 2 times)
Eye of God LV1 (20/400)

[Active Skill: Running LV5 (401/1000)]

Tian Gang Qi LV2 (130/700)

Basic swordsmanship LV3 (383/700)

Basic Breathing Techniques LV1 (398/400)

Passive Skill: Iron Body LV4 (314/1300)

【Cure point: 0】

[Divine Matter: 913]

The experience points for the basic breathing technique have increased by 48 points, and there are only 2 experience points left to upgrade.

This is Shen Bailian's purpose.

When upgrading skills, the warm current that appears in the lower abdomen can not only improve various physical attributes, but also gain more sustained combat power.

"coming."

"coming!"

"Brothers, I'll only say one thing." Shen Bailian's eyes were sharp as knives as he tightened his grip on the Dragon Slayer sword, staring at the undead creatures emerging from the darkness. In the instant his robes fluttered:
“When we meet on a narrow road, the brave one wins!”

boom!
Before anyone could react, the boy's figure vanished from the spot, and in the first encounter, several undead creatures were blasted to pieces.

Everyone looked at each other in disbelief, never expecting that Shen Bailian would dare to charge ahead alone. Their blood boiled instantly, and they roared in unison.

“When we meet on a narrow road, the brave one wins!”

"."

boom! boom! boom!
One figure after another rushed swiftly into the army of undead creatures.

A new great battle has begun.

Twenty-six against fifty thousand!

(End of this chapter)