Chapter 41: Absolute Advantage!

  Xia Yang smiled foolishly and said after a moment of thought: "Let's get it over with, the longer we drag this out, the more disadvantageous it is for us."

  "There's nothing to be afraid of." Xia Yan said carelessly, "They're all one-on-one teams, our two teams together, can't we beat them?"

  Raising her small fist, Xia Yan said: "Don't worry, brother, I'll definitely defeat them and let you become the successor of the mountain stronghold."

  Xia Yang nodded calmly, but a hint of worry flashed in his eyes. He felt that things wouldn't be so simple, yet he couldn't think of what could go wrong. After all, he and Xia Yan had merged their two teams, the siblings were united, and they should have an advantage over others. Moreover, even if only considering strength, the only one who could pose a threat to them was Xia Cheng.

  "Go!"

  Two teams, over a hundred people, rushed forward. After crossing a small hill, they finally saw the enemy, with Xia Ming as the leader, more than eighty people were sitting there resting.

  Just as Xia Yan and the others arrived, Xia Ming reacted quickly, leading the disciples to defend themselves rapidly. Unfortunately, they were still surrounded by a group of people twice their number, who had them tightly encircled.

  "Xia Ming, it's you." Xia Yan's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise. He still admired this Xia Ming quite a bit.

  Xia Ming nodded in response.

  Xia Yan didn't mind, and everyone in Heifeng Village knew that Xia Ming wasn't fond of talking. Now, seeing him surrounded, Xia Yan spoke up: "Xia Ming, admit defeat. You should be able to see that you don't have any chance at all."

  Xia Ming looked up at her and slightly shook his head.

  "What? Do you still want to fight a desperate battle?" Xiaoyan scrunched up her nose and said irritably, "We're all Black Wind Gang disciples, there's no need to fight to the death. As long as we choose an heir for the mountain stronghold, that's enough. What's the point of resisting stubbornly?"

  Xia Ming moved slightly, let out a sigh, and the giant bow behind him suddenly appeared in his hand, fully drawn. The mountain bandit disciples who were surrounded also instantly entered combat readiness.

  "You lost." Xia Ming said calmly.

  "What?" Xia Yan furrowed her brow, not understanding what Xia Ming meant. But Xia Yang's expression changed as he turned his head to look, and his face suddenly changed: "Ambush from behind!"

  "Whoosh——"

  In an instant, a large crowd of people turned around, and at this moment, Xia Ming finally launched his attack.

  "Whoosh!"

  An arrow shot out suddenly, aiming directly at Xiaoyang, the strong piercing sound came flying quickly, the speed was so fast that people couldn't react in time.

  "Brother, be careful!"

  Xia Yan's long whip lashed out from her waist, directly striking the sharp arrow, intending to break it in one hit. However, the sharp arrow lightly trembled and actually deflected the long whip to the side, continuing on its course. Fortunately, at this moment, Xia Yang had already rushed up. Without waiting for the sharp arrow to unleash its power, he launched a pair of fists that firmly clamped down on the sharp arrow between them, then suddenly twisted violently.

  "Crack!"

  The sharp arrow was broken into two pieces.

  Xia Yang's feet stomped on the ground, and a surge of powerful energy emerged, swirling within his robust body.

  Tempering ninefold! Xiaoyang!

  When it comes to strength, he fears no one.

  A brief skirmish came to an end, and the people who were ambushed also quickly reacted and calmed down under Xia Yan's organization. However, by this time, many of them had been injured, and some had even lost their combat effectiveness. On the other hand, more people appeared on the opposite side, surrounding them tightly.

  In an instant, they were surrounded.

  What kind of person is this? They were so quick, just a slight glance around and they thought no one was there! It's also their carelessness, they didn't think that apart from the two of them, someone else would join forces. After all, in this place where even close brothers can kill each other for power, there really aren't many people who are trustworthy.

  Who is it?

  Xia Yan raised her head and looked at the person who appeared behind her, stunned: "Xia Lin?"

  "Long time no see, both of you." Xia Lin smiled slightly and said to the two.

  "You've got a lot of nerve, teaming up with Xia Ming. Don't end up getting sold out and helping others count their money instead." Xia Yan said disdainfully.

  Xia Lin smiled slightly and said with a smile: "A trick to sow discord? Do you think I'll fall for it?"

  It seemed that Xia Ming had noticed Xia Yan's tone, and at this time, he swept her a glance with his calm face and suddenly popped out a sentence.

  "Xia Yan, admit defeat. You should be able to see that you don't have any chance at all."

  Xia Yan was taken aback, then said angrily: "Xia Ming, you bastard."

  It's obvious that this sentence was what she had just told Xiaoming, but unexpectedly Xiaoming repeated it back to her verbatim. How could she not be depressed?

  Xia Lin was originally quite surprised, when did Xia Ming also say such nonsense? After listening to the explanation from the person next to him, he suddenly had an urge to burst out laughing. Unexpectedly, this guy actually had a sense of humor, although his way of being humorous was indeed a bit cold and annoying.

  "Hmph, you think surrounding us will guarantee your win?"

  After Xia Yan's anger subsided, she said disdainfully, "My brother is about to enter the ninth level of Body Tempering, what can you use to win?"

  "Win or lose, isn't it clear after a fight?" Xia Lin said calmly.

  "Descend, Sun Zhong, Xia Ming, up!"

  "Boom!"

  Two powerful auras approached, and Sun Zhong and Xia Ming instantly burst out with their own tempered eighth-level auras.

  "Sun Zhong actually..." Xia Yan's eyes flashed with a shocked expression, this Sun Zhong, how did his strength increase so quickly. No wonder Xia Lin was so confident, two tempered bodies of eighth rank, against their two tempered bodies of eighth rank, it's not necessarily that they would lose.

  The battle erupts once again!

  Sun Zhong and Xia Ming, one near and one far, attacked simultaneously. Sun Zhong fought in close combat, while Xia Ming occasionally shot out a sharp arrow, forcing the siblings Xia Yang to retreat and be unable to fight back for a time. No choice, Xia Ming's bow and arrow were too powerful! If they weren't careful, they would instantly get injured and lose their fighting strength.

  On the other hand, Xia Lin had a fun and interesting time leading the Black Wind Village disciples to brutally trounce the people in front of them. Of course, they only beat them until they were injured. After all, they were all from the same family, and it would be troublesome if someone lost their life.

  Xia Lin's move still excited the opponent for a while, after all, as long as Xia Lin was caught, it would basically be over. Moreover, these people were even more stupid, each fighting separately, and no one went to protect Xia Lin.

  Then, a strong and powerful cultivator of the fifth level of Body Tempering from the opposing side charged towards Xia Lin. However, to their dismay, for some unknown reason, Xia Lin, who was also at the fifth level of Body Tempering, completely overpowered them. He even had the leisure to chat with the maid on the nearby horse carriage, causing his opponents to lose miserably.

  Under Xia Lin's leadership, the disciples of Heifeng Village opposite quickly fell one by one, and Xia Yang and Xia Yan instantly became empty commanders...

  "You, you, you, and you, go help them." Xia Lin casually pointed to a few burly men, who rushed up and surrounded Xia Yang and his sister.

  This is an unfair fight in itself, the Seventh Refining Stage may be far inferior to the Eighth Refining Stage, but it can't withstand the fact that there are more people on the other side, let alone Xia Ming joining in.

  So soon, as expected, the brother and sister were tied up like a rice dumpling and brought before Xia Lin.

  "How about it, you two? Can't admit defeat now?" Xia Lin smiled at his 15-year-old sister, who was indeed his sister, although their blood relationship was a bit distant.

  "Hmm."

  Xia Yan let out a cold snort, wanting to protest proudly, but looking at the ropes on her body, she instantly hung her head in despair and lowered her head.

  "We admit defeat." Xia Yang, who had been silent all along, let out a bitter laugh and said to Xia Lin, "In terms of strength, your team is far stronger than us, so losing is only natural. I just didn't expect that you would make such great progress."

  He glanced at Sun Zhong, thinking it was a pity that he had invited him before but was directly rejected. He didn't expect that now he would grow to this extent and be comparable to himself.

  "Hmm."

  Xia Lin went forward and untied him, freeing Xia Yang.

  "Hey... damn it, untie me!" Xia Yan glared at Xia Lin, struggling with all her might, but the ropes binding her were too tight and she couldn't break free.

  Xia Lin directly ignored him and looked at Xia Yang who had just stood up, asking: "Where are the things you snatched?"

  Xia Yang pointed ahead and said with a bitter smile, "In the cave beside that small forest up front, I've placed them. It's really inconvenient to move around with those things, originally we were going to win together and then...".

  "Sun Zhong, bring a few people over," Xia Lin said with a smile, turning his head to face Sun Zhong.

  "Yes!"

  Sun Zhong responded and led the crowd over.

  "Hey... untie me." Xia Yan looked at Xia Lin pitifully, but he didn't react, so she shifted her pleading gaze to her brother: "Brother... untie me."

  Xia Yang smiled wryly and glanced at Xia Lin, who squatted down, looking at her with a hint of a smile: "Still fierce?"

  "It's nothing." Xia Yan shook her head quickly.

  "Really not serious?"

  "Uh-huh." Xiaoyan hastily nodded her head.

  "Hey, Big Brother, come and listen." Xia Lin said with a smile.

  Xia Yan: "......"

  Xia Lin looked at her, a pair of small tiger teeth exposed, as if she wanted to bite his arm at any time. After struggling for half a day, Xia Yan called out in a mosquito-like voice: "Big brother."

  "Huh? Speak louder, I didn't hear you." Xia Lin dug at his ears.

  "Big brother!" Xia Yan shouted at Xia Lin with a wronged expression.

  Xia Lin couldn't help but smile and untied her, "I say, Third Brother, you have such a disobedient little sister, it seems your days are not going to be easy."

  Xia Yang smiled and didn't say anything.

  "Master, it's here." Sun Zhong walked over and said to Xia Lin, "There are seven horse-drawn carriages in total. The ones storing spiritual grass, and one carriage containing some precious gold, silver, and treasures, which are even more valuable than the spiritual grass."

  "Oh?" Xia Lin was somewhat surprised, looking at them, "It seems you've had a good harvest."

  "Hmm." Xiaoyan turned her head away and didn't say a word.

  "Alright, since we're done, let's go first." Xia Lin looked at Xia Yang and pointed to the unconscious mountain bandit on the ground: "You can wait for them to wake up and head back to the mountain stronghold together."

  "Ah?" The two of them looked at him with some surprise.