Chapter Thirty-Two: Please Act

  Something unexpected came up at noon, so I released this chapter ahead of schedule.

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  The flag-bearing instructor, as an ordinary disciple of the Tian Ce Gate, had a somewhat high status and was quite steady in handling matters. However, after being spat on by Xiao Tianyuan, his eyes suddenly turned blood-red, and he became like a madman, no longer saying anything, and pounced towards Liang Xin with a fierce leap!

  Even the Tian Ce Men disciples were shocked by their own flag bearers, his anger was no longer just anger, but possessed!

  The flag-bearing instructor looked dazed, but his fists and feet were incredibly powerful, yet he was still knocked down by Liang Xin with a punch from above and a stir from below... The flag fell to the ground with a loud crash, and he roared in anger: "Kill him!"

  Immediately, the Tian Ce Gate was in great chaos! Some quick-witted disciples immediately chased away the onlookers and closed the gate tightly. Liang Xin felt his vision blur repeatedly as he didn't know how many sturdy young men rushed towards him together. At this moment, the little Sky Ape on his head suddenly let out a shrill cry, one hand pointing firmly in a certain direction, while the other hand still tightly hugged Liang Xin's head.

  Liáng Xīn followed the little thing's paw and immediately exclaimed with great joy: "Good kid!", The place where the little monkey pointed, was exactly the one holding his money bag and pine nut candies...

  The whole yard was in a mess, with sturdy men either angrily scolding or painfully howling, flying up and down, looking quite terrifying. Everyone close to Liang Xin was either thrown out by him or punched away!

  In terms of strength, these Tianmen disciples are far inferior to even the most ordinary Qingyi Blade Guards. Liang Xin is only slightly weaker than Qu Qing when he was at his peak.

  Five years ago, Qu Qing Shi was still able to charge and kill in the chaotic formation of Xiang Yan's army. Now, Liang Xin is dealing with these Tian Ce disciples with ease. The only problem is that there are too many of them, hundreds of people surrounding one person, the scene is quite shocking... often fighting and suddenly can't find anyone.

  It's not that Liang Xin's skills are unmatched, but rather the individual differences are too great, and numbers can no longer make up for it. Just like a thousand rabbits can't catch a leopard.

  Liáng Xīn ran and jumped with a steady pace and an even steadier gaze, wherever the money bag was, he would go there...

  This fight got bigger and bigger, the entire Tian Ce Gate was in a mess, some disciples who were practicing their skills in the inner hall didn't even know what happened, they also rushed into the front yard in an uproar.

  At this time, the flag bearer who had fallen to the ground earlier, the blood red color in his eyes had faded away, stood up and frowned at the great chaos in front of him, grabbed a disciple with one hand and asked angrily: "What's going on? How did it end up like this?"

  The apprentice was quite straightforward and loudly replied: "Obeying your orders, sir! We're going up!"

  With a head full of misty water, it seemed that he had already forgotten the incident where he was spat on by a monkey and went into a frenzy. After pondering for a moment, he shouted loudly: "Tame the beast!" Then, with quick hands and feet, he climbed up onto a high stone platform and raised the command flag in his hand.

  The outer disciples of Tian Ce who were scattered around immediately responded loudly: "Yes!" They immediately took out the iron net, in groups of three to five, under the command of the commander's flag, advancing and retreating in an orderly manner. In just a blink of an eye, they had already replaced the brothers who were surrounding Liang Xin and fighting chaotically.

  Liang Xin has finally managed to snatch back his money bag and the package of pine nut candies, stuffing them into his pants pocket.

  The little monkey chattered again, this time pointing at the flag-holding instructor far away up high.

  But this time Liang Xin couldn't get through.

  More and more Tian Ce disciples, under the scolding of their teacher, revealed their iron nets, and the formation became bigger and bigger. From a bird's-eye view in the sky, Liang Xin seemed to have become an insect trapped in a spider web.

  The Zhongtu military formation has been passed down for thousands or tens of thousands of years, constantly being improved by extraordinary people. It secretly combines the power of Qimen Dunjia and the Dry Heaven, with some even having Taoist magic assisting in secret. Its might is truly not to be underestimated. The Tiance disciples, who were just a scattered bunch, immediately changed their demeanor after deploying the grand formation. Each person's expression was calm and composed, their footsteps steady and unhurried, as they moved back and forth under the command of the banner, ready to strike at any moment.

  Liáng Xīn also stopped in his tracks, his body slightly leaning forward, pondering in his heart that from now on, no matter when, he would always carry the Yangshou evil bow with him. At this moment, he could clearly feel the pressure of the military formation, which was slowly gathering and surging from all sides.

  Liáng Xīn patted the little monkey's buttocks, and the little thing understood, no longer making a fuss or pointing randomly. Its two fluffy arms tightly hugged his head.

  Hundreds of Tianshu disciples have formed a large formation, their footsteps getting faster and faster. Before they knew it, the sound of their footsteps was no longer chaotic, but had merged into a unified frequency. Listening to it, it seemed as if a majestic army was marching in unison!

  The little gibbon was gnashing its teeth and curling its lips, unable to understand what the brain in its arms was thinking. Why didn't it take advantage of the military formation not being formed yet and rush out? Liang Xin's face also had a ferocious expression... He was naturally fond of martial arts, and his heart knew that he should have rushed out now, but he couldn't help but want to test the opponent's combined attack power.

  At last, the flag-bearing instructor suddenly shouted: "Charge!"

  Hundreds of disciples shouted loudly, countless iron nets, like endless waves of anger, layered and stacked towards Liang Xin.

  Liang Xin also launched at the same time, let out a loud roar, and pounced forward swiftly!

  Crack, crack, crack, the sound of iron bars breaking was like a string of firecrackers. Liang Xin burst through over ten zhangs of iron netting in one go, finally slowing down his urgent momentum. He regretted it in his heart. Against an army formation with hundreds of strong men, for Liang Xin who only had true yuan and martial skills but no magic, the only way to escape was to kill people. If he showed any mercy, he would be captured.

  Liang Xin hesitated, but the disciples of Tian Ce Men didn't care about anything and rushed up under Ling Qi's urging without stopping. Just as Liang Xin gritted his teeth and prepared to make a desperate move, a clear and crisp shout suddenly came from the inner courtyard of Tian Ce Men: "Halt!"

  A loud shout, like a whirlpool of water, the army formation suddenly stopped, all the Tian Ce Men disciples stood upright, like a row of sharp spears.

  Liáng Xīn naturally also retracted his desperate momentum, first dodging and running out of the opponent's encirclement, only then stopping in his tracks, looking towards the inner courtyard.

  After a moment, the sound of footsteps echoed, and a black-robed youth walked out from the inner courtyard. The youth looked to be one or two years younger than Liang Xin, with a similar build, but was quite handsome, with full cheeks, sword-like eyebrows, and starry eyes. His black robe was tailored to fit him perfectly.

  Qu Qing Shi was a handsome young man, but his pale complexion and slender build betrayed the cruel nature that lay beneath. In contrast, the black-robed youth exuded an air of vigor and heroism, with a temperament that was diametrically opposed to Qu Qing Shi's.

  Liáng Xīn stood in front of the black-robed youth, just like placing a lump of earth next to glazed tiles.

  The youth in black robes had a bright smile on his face as he walked up to Liang Xin, clasped his fists and bowed, saying sincerely: "Thank you for sparing my life, not killing me."

  Liang Xin smiled and returned the courtesy, saying: "The disciples of Tian Ce Men are indeed extraordinary." He was truly praising them. These Tian Ce Men disciples were not worth mentioning in single combat, but they had a good grasp of military formations and tactics. If Liang Xin really went all out, victory or defeat would still be an unknown number.

  The flag-bearing instructor ran down from the high stone platform, leading many disciples to bow their heads and salute the black-robed youth, saying "Greetings, Master!" Then he took two steps forward, leaned in close and whispered a clear explanation of the situation.

  Liáng Xīn glanced at the black-robed youth with a hint of surprise, never expecting that someone so young would be the leader of a sect.

  The youth in black smiled, revealing two rows of neat and clean teeth: "I am Zheng Xiaodao, I have met Mo Dao brother." Then, without giving Liang Xin a chance to say anything, he continued: "Just now I have already thanked you for sparing my life, now please make your move!" As he spoke, Zheng Xiaodao carefully took off his black long gown, revealing a black martial artist uniform underneath.

  Liáng Xīn said in shock: "Still fighting?"

  "Brother Mo Dao, you alone have defeated hundreds of my disciples, leaving them battered and bruised. If that's all there is to it, then Tian Ce Gate might as well disband." Zheng Xiao Dao's expression was also one of helplessness, and he sighed before continuing: "If Brother wins, Tian Ce Gate will acknowledge defeat; but if I, your younger brother, happen to land a lucky blow or two... Hehe, by that time, you won't be able to do anything about it."

  As soon as the words came out, Zheng Xiaodao let out a loud shout and threw a punch straight at Liang Xin's face! Without any fancy moves, his fist was full of power, swift as lightning. In an instant, Liang Xin only had one feeling - that his opponent had put all his strength, all his brains, and all his energy into this one punch!

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