The demonic woman’s eyes gleamed with cruelty.
She could even foresee the miserable state Ling Xiao would be in after being poisoned.
Blood flowing from all seven orifices, yet unable to live or die!
However, what she didn’t know was that Ling Xiao had entered a very special state at this moment.
The sensation of his Mountain and River Martial Soul connecting with his bloodline quickened and heightened his thought processes by tens, if not hundreds of times.
He could even calculate the time it would take for the poisoned crossbow arrows to reach his body, and the extent of damage they might cause.
And the time it took for the short and fat old man to touch him.
As well as the situation of the strongest, the man with the black kerchief.
The man with the black kerchief’s situation was a bit odd at this moment, his Gang Qi was emanating outward, yet he clearly had no intention to strike.
Ling Xiao was certain, this fellow was controlling the spider.
If that was the case, things would be easier to handle.
The short and fat old man and the demonic woman were no match for him, while the man with the black kerchief was controlling the spider underground to avoid his attacks.
With this in mind, what to do next became very obvious.
One after another, the demonic woman’s poisoned crossbow arrows all struck Ling Xiao, not a single one missing.
The demonic woman giggled, her movements visibly slowing down.
"Poor child, I thought it would be good if one or two hit, the poison is potent enough, still effective, but I didn’t expect all of them to hit. Big brother, this kid has impressive light-work skill, but he’s a bit dumb, isn’t he?"
"Hahaha, up against your poisoned crossbow arrows, no matter how clever he is, his mind would be in disarray in the moment,"
the short and fat old man also burst into loud laughter.
The man controlling the spider also seemed to relax a bit.
"Something’s not right! Kill him now!"
The muscular man, after all, had a higher level of cultivation and more experience. Although he had relaxed a little, he suddenly sensed something was amiss.
Because he saw that Ling Xiao didn’t show any signs of weakening at all, that punch was still accurately aimed at the spider underground.
A cold smile appeared at the corner of Ling Xiao’s mouth as he punched the ground.
With the Transcendental Realm Meteor Fist used at only fifty percent of strength, the pitiful Level Three monster beast was directly blown into chunks of flesh.
Even the body of the muscular man trembled involuntarily, and a trace of red blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.
Clearly, controlling the spider must have involved some sort of spiritual branding coupled with Gang Qi. Killing the spider also affected the middle-aged man’s body, albeit perhaps weakly.
The muscular man got angry. Just a Martial Meridian Third Layer Peak martial artist had killed his beloved spider and that too right under the noses of the three of them, which was absolutely intolerable.
Ling Xiao also seemed poisoned at this moment, his body appearing weak, and his breath fell slightly.
The short and fat old man’s eyes showed a ferocious light.
"You thief, hand over your life!"
At this moment, they no longer wished to capture him alive, as Ling Xiao was too cunning. Capturing such an opponent was only adding trouble for themselves.
The short and fat old man was unarmed, but his palms turned a purple-black color, obviously skilled in palm techniques. If this palm hit, even if Ling Xiao didn’t die, he would lose half his life.
However, just as the short and fat old man got within less than half a meter of Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao suddenly smiled.
Meteor Killing Fist’s sixth move—Instant Strike.
Although this sixth move was slightly less powerful, it made up for it with speed, and didn’t need much Gang Qi.
In that instant, his entire aura changed.
Instead, it was unprecedentedly strong.
"Martial Veins Fourth Layer!"
These four words became the short and fat old man’s last words.
He thought Ling Xiao was just a Martial Veins Third Layer Peak martial artist.
He thought Ling Xiao had used all his strength in the previous attack and couldn’t attack again in a short time.
He thought Ling Xiao was hit by the demonic woman’s poisoned crossbow arrows.
The aura Ling Xiao burst forth with was definitely at the Martial Meridians Fourth Level Peak!
Ling Xiao had only used fifty percent of his strength to kill the spider, specifically so he could launch another attack in a short amount of time.
More importantly, Ling Xiao actually hadn’t been hit by the arrow!
In that instant, he had precisely calculated where the poison-tipped crossbow arrow would strike and then he condensed his Gang Qi.
He concentrated all the golden Gang Qi of the Nine Revolutions Golden Body Technique onto those few points.
Thus, even though he hadn’t reached the Fifth Transformation, at those points, his flesh was impervious to blades and spears.
Moreover, although the demonic woman had reached the Martial Meridians Fourth Level Peak, her Gang Qi was too weak, and her attack was not even as strong as that of an average Martial Artist at the Martial Vein Quadruple Layer.
So, although it appeared that the toxic crossbow arrow had hit him, it had merely struck his clothing.
It’s just a pity that the short and fat old man would never understand all of this before his death.
Ling Xiao’s fist, like a miniature meteor, crashed into the short and fat old man’s chest at an incredibly high speed, and then exploded instantly.
The old man’s heart was directly shattered; he barely stood a chance and didn’t even have time to scream before he died on the spot.
With precise calculations, Ling Xiao achieved twice the results with half the effort.
He was becoming increasingly aware of what Transcendental Martial Arts meant.
Martial Arts doesn’t mean that bigger power is always better.
In different situations, different moves may be more useful.
Sometimes, a faster but less powerful move is better;
Sometimes, a move with a wider range and moderate power is better;
Sometimes, a slower but terrifyingly powerful move is better.
All of this requires continuous practice and understanding in the midst of battle.
Because of the Mountain and River Martial Soul, Ling Xiao was clearly much more insightful than others, and even with less combat experience, he had already begun to grasp some aspects of Transcendental Martial Arts.
He believed that with more practice, future battles would become even more effortless.
The demonic woman was startled and her rushing figure came to an abrupt halt.
Because she knew very well that the short and fat old man was much stronger than her in close combat. Now that even he was killed by this cunning young man, it would be useless for her to go over.
"Boss, quick—strike now!"
The demonic woman shouted to the muscular man.
The muscular man had originally thought that Ling Xiao was at the Peak of Martial Meridian Third Layer, which is why he was confident that the short and fat old man together with the demonic woman could kill Ling Xiao.
His role was only to use the spiders to prevent Ling Xiao from escaping.
But now, evidently, the situation had changed.
"Think you can escape?"
Ling Xiao of course knew what the muscular man meant, but he had no intention of letting this woman go.
Otherwise, in the fight with the muscular man later, this woman would definitely be trouble.
A sword light flew out from behind him, flashing by like lightning.
In an instant, it pierced through the back of the demonic woman and emerged from her chest.
The demonic woman had never dreamed that, despite having killed countless innocent victims with her hidden weapons, she would end up dying by someone else’s hand.
"You thief! How dare you kill my wife!"
The black-cloaked muscular man was furious. He truly hadn’t expected to suffer such a huge loss today.
Three of them had come, and now he was the only one left.
"So you’re allowed to kill me, but I’m not allowed to kill you?"
Ling Xiao said calmly.
Although he sounded relaxed, he was actually quite tense on the inside.
The demonic woman and the short and fat old man were actually easy to deal with, but this muscular man was the real trouble.
A Martial Artist at the Peak Fifth-level Martial Pulse was certainly not easy to take down.
But Ling Xiao had no intention of running away.
This kind of life-and-death battle was the best training opportunity, and moreover, he wasn’t without a chance of winning.