Chapter 363: Valley I (2/2)

Ye Chong reacted quickly, launching himself high up into the air.

Dozens more of the purple discs buried themselves into the ground where Ye Chong was.

With death so close, Ye Chong felt his surroundings abruptly slowing down. His breathing calmed down, an ability honed through countless experiences of escaping death.

He gripped onto his wooden spear, and his vision tuned out the laser discs. Now, Ye Chong could only see fast-flying blue dots around him. His vision had once again turned into this simple geometrical image.

While his vision became simplified, it was still the most complicated geometrical image he had ever seen. The blue dots moved quickly, and he was not sure if he could lock on to them. The faint and short blue lines were also moving unpredictably, appearing and vanishing randomly in his vision, making it even more difficult to lock on to the blue dots.

Ye Chong considered his situation calmly, making rapid calculations in his head. He was at the peak of his calculating abilities, a combined result of extreme calmness and madness.

His eyes shone coldly, without any trace of emotion. He was silent as a grave, his apathetic expression much like a lifeless corpse.

His legs stepped here and there and he wielded his wooden spear with deadly accuracy.

This was a moment that would inspire any combat expert.

Every established combat expert would have their own style of combat. It could be passionate and aggressive, or continuous and gentle. It could be with overwhelming force, or strange and unpredictable. Ye Chong’s preferred style was one of calculation. Calmness, accuracy and efficiency were all hallmarks of Ye Chong’s combat style.

Now, Ye Chong demonstrated the full potential of his own combat style.

The wooden spear always took the shortest route to its victim, delivering an accurate and lethal blow to the purple laser discs.

The purple laser discs came at him like heavy rain. They traced purple archs in the dark due to their fast speed. The night sky of the valley was now filled with a purple meteor shower, and at the center of this meteor shower was a young man with his wooden spear.

The leafy covers on the ends of the spear were already torn open, exposing the ink dark spearhead beneath. Only when the spearhead met its purple glowing target that it would shine with an eerie black.

Ye Chong’s hands were moving as fast he could manage. He was like a spring compressed to its limit and then released, unleashing his strongest attack. His efficient attacks and cold, calculative mind saved his life.

He could hear sharp cries from the purple creatures. Ye Chong’s wooden spear was also damaging to them. Five-edged mollusk bodies were scattered around him, their purple glow slowly fading out. The poison on the ironwood spearhead was strong enough to kill these creatures that Ye Chong had never seen before.

Ye Chong’s breathing shortened. His stamina was depleting very quickly.

133 of them! That was how many blue dots he had hit. They were already decreasing in numbers, but these creatures learned from experience. They switched tactics, abandoning straight lined attacks. They circled around Ye Chong, but did not easily approach him .

This change made it even harder for Ye Chong. He could only sense the attacks coming when they were near, so he could only focus himself and be prepared. The swooping sounds of those creatures as they flew around him were a heavy load on his mind.

In his first round of attack, Ye Chong had moved his hands so fast that he exceeded Mach 20! If word of this got out, it would create an uproar in both the Five Galaxies and the He Yue Galaxy.

However, Ye Chong had no perspective of how fast his hand actually were.

Up until now, he had benefited from other people in terms of combat and alchemy. Mech maneuvering was the only thing that he relied completely on real life experience to improve himself, after Mu/Shang’s initial training.

These star-shaped creatures knew about tactics!

Ye Chong was troubled. There were at least 200 more of them. On the other hand, they were beginning to fly around almost lazily, like they were drunk. With their charming sways and small sized bodies, they would certainly make for popular pets for the fairer sex. Ye Chong, however, was deeply troubled by their movements.

After nearly half a minute, those star-shaped creatures swayed higher up unsteadily, as if they could crash down at any time.

Abruptly, Ye Chong’s eyes swept across something. He was immediately encouraged, as he now had a plan.

On the ground were his many scattered leaf pouches. When Ye Chong rolled on the ground just now, his string bags were torn open, leaving his leaf pouches all over the ground. However, he had wrapped each pouch tightly, and none of them were torn open.

Ye Chong’s plan was to open these leaf pouches. Inside were more than 30 different kinds of knockout agents.

He continued to stare upwards, wary of the swooping purple discs around him, all the while quietly moving towards the leaf pouches.

The star-shaped creatures were smart, but even they could not guess what Ye Chong was up to.

Ye Chong was now three steps away from the nearest leaf pouch. He was secretly overjoyed, but dared not be careless. The closer he was to victory, the easier it was to fail. He had no intention of wasting this opportunity.

His wariness paid off.

Swish!

15 purple laser discs came towards him from all directions. Seen from above, one would be able to make out some crude form of coordination amongst these 15 laser discs.

While there were only 15 of them, their attack this time was many times stronger.

Exhausted, Ye Chong’s wooden spear still swung about deftly, but now that he was no longer completely tuned in for combat, his movements were a little stalled. He only killed seven of them and avoided five.

On his body were three bloody gashes, like being cut with a fast moving knife. He experienced first hand the power of those fast-spinning tentacles.

The faint scent of blood in the air was very tempting for the hundreds of laser discs in the air. This was their first success, and they were all getting excited.

This slight delay was an opening for Ye Chong.

Without further hesitation, Ye Chong launched himself towards the leaf pouches.

Rip!

The tightly wrapped leaf pouches burst under Ye Chong’s pressure. The colourful powder inside was now released to the air, their colours unrecognizable in the dark.

The air smelled of a blend of every possible smell. All knockout agents were designed to spread out wide to increase their effective range.

In that instant, a fifty-meter radius around Ye Chong was filled with this powdery mist. The knockout agents, made of precious ingredients, were so dense that he could see through them. This wasteful use of the knockout agents would have caused a heartache in almost every alchemist, Ye Chong excluded.

”30 over kinds of strong knockout agents, let’s see how you fare?” Ye Chong thought to himself as he heaved a sigh of relief.