BTTH: Godly Comprehension, Shocking Yao Lao from the Start

Xiao Yan narrowed his black eyes slightly. Grabbing one Flame Bomb in each hand, he swung his arms in a circle and hurled them towards the mercenaries on either side. However, the speed wasn't particularly fast, and all the mercenaries could see them clearly.

"What!" He Meng was taken aback. If it weren't for his brother taking the hit yesterday, coupled with his mastery of Rock Dou Qi, which was extremely defensive, he wouldn't have escaped unscathed.

If he lacked even one of those conditions, he would have been severely injured. He understood the power of these things better than anyone.

Dou Qi surfaced on He Meng's body. He retreated repeatedly, not daring to be careless, even though he wasn't the primary target of this attack.

The tragic state his brothers were in yesterday was still fresh in his mind. The mercenaries were already like startled birds, and seeing the red light flying towards them, they scattered in all directions, wishing they had two more legs.

After throwing the stone balls, Xiao Yan immediately drew his Black Heavy Ruler. He also picked up the Dao that the burly mercenary hadn't used. Then, he stomped his foot hard on the ground, pouncing towards the scattered mercenaries like a fierce tiger entering the forest.

The mercenaries were still in a state of shock. Who would have thought this person was so fierce? He was about to explode, yet he was still charging forward!

Xiao Yan's ruler was fast, but his blade was faster. In a flash, it was like chopping watermelons. He took out another five mercenaries!

With the sudden decrease in the number of his brothers, He Meng's heart trembled. A big question popped into his mind: Why hasn't it exploded yet?

He glanced at the red object nailed to a wooden pillar in the camp, and his eyes narrowed!

Upon closer inspection, He Meng realized that it was just a blood-stained stone, not the terrifying explosive from yesterday!

"How dare you toy with the Wolf Head Mercenary Group! I'll kill you!"

Their advantage had vanished due to such a small trick. He Meng was furious. He stomped his foot heavily on the ground, and like a giant magical beast, he charged at Xiao Yan.

Sensing a powerful force rushing towards him from behind, Xiao Yan flicked his Dao. Under the immense force, the Dao shot out like an arrow, piercing through a fleeing mercenary.

Following that, Xiao Yan swiftly turned and threw a punch, colliding heavily with the sandbag fist that was growing larger in his black eyes.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Xiao Yan hadn't had time to gather his full strength and was knocked back five steps before he could stop.

"The brat has some skill." A look of seriousness appeared on He Meng's face. He slowly exhaled, and pounded his fist on his chest. His originally bronze skin gradually turned pale.

"I cultivate the Rock Dou Qi, known as the strongest defensive attribute. Even in your prime, you couldn't break my defense. Now that your Dou Qi is exhausted, you'll pay with your life for my brothers!"

With a cold laugh, He Meng clenched his fist, and even his arms took on a pale color.

Having personally fought Xiao Yan, He Meng couldn't help but be surprised by the strength of his physical body.

He knew the suffering involved in cultivating the body far surpassed merely cultivating Dou Qi. Seeing Xiao Yan's delicate appearance, he found it hard to believe that Xiao Yan was also a body cultivator.

To ensure each strike was effective, Xiao Yan had focused all his energy and spirit. After taking out several mercenaries in a row, his Dou Qi was running low, and his spirit was slightly fatigued. His current state was indeed not ideal.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Yan sneered, "Only realizing it now? Even if you're strong, you're still just a fool. Killing you is a trivial matter."

Knowing that there were still more than a dozen mercenaries, Xiao Yan naturally wouldn't rush in recklessly.

He had already formulated a strategy on the way, absolutely not allowing the mercenaries to group up and attack together. He had to find a way to separate them.

Xiao Yan immediately thought of the Flame Bombs that had worked so well yesterday.

He couldn't actually make real ones in a short amount of time, but couldn't he whip up some fakes to pass them off? After all, his goal was just to scatter the mercenaries, not to defeat them outright. Getting some blood-red dye in the Magical Beast Mountain Range was easy enough, but the round stones were a bit harder to find, taking up a little time.

And just like that, two "Flame Bombs" were born.

Yao Lao was shocked by Xiao Yan's cunning!

"What a sharp-tongued kid!" He Meng stomped his foot on the ground again, his face turning green. This time his speed was noticeably faster than before, the furious speed generating gusts of wind.

Xiao Yan calmly felt the fierce wind pressure coming at him. His superior soul perception made He Meng's attacks seem as slow as a turtle to him.

Xiao Yan's body shifted slightly, and the large fist, accompanied by fierce energy, flew past his ear.

With a light scrape of his foot on the ground, Xiao Yan moved behind He Meng like a ghost, and his fist, infused with Dou Qi, slammed heavily into his spine.

"Eight Extremes Collapse!"

The cold shout in his mind caused Xiao Yan's fists to tighten abruptly, his smooth sleeves rustling from the powerful force.

His fist clenched, then shot forward. In that short distance, the fierce power packed into the punch created a sharp whistling sound.

Clang! The fist slammed into He Meng's body, but it was met with a clear sound, like striking rock.

"You think you can break my rock defense with your current strength?" He Meng sneered, kicking his right leg back with immense force. At the same time, he yelled at the bewildered mercenaries, "This kid's Dou Qi is exhausted! Hurry up and attack!"

Under He Meng's shout, the remaining five mercenaries snapped to attention. Seeing that the Third Captain and Xiao Yan had been fighting for a while, they realized they had been tricked.

Originally, there were more than ten mercenaries, but in the blink of an eye, they had been reduced to six. The five mercenaries realized they were in a precarious situation, and their Dou Qi surged forth.

In an instant, the five of them unleashed their nearly perfected Dou Techniques.

The camp was filled with a rainbow of Dou Qi, and five weapons – blades, spears, swords, and axes – each carrying the momentum of wind and thunder, attacked Xiao Yan, who had been forced back by He Meng.

With his Dou Qi depleted, the ordinary Eight Extremes Collapse barely had any effect. Xiao Yan marveled at the strength of the Rock Dou Qi defense while also sighing with regret. If he could have unleashed his hidden strength, He Meng would undoubtedly be dead.

A fierce attack came from behind. Xiao Yan nimbly sidestepped, placing the Black Heavy Ruler horizontally in front of him. He supported the head of the ruler with one hand, lifting it towards the sky as if it weighed nothing.

The five men's Dou Techniques slammed heavily onto the Black Heavy Ruler, as if five heavy hammers were striking down. The Black Heavy Ruler trembled violently, as if it might fly out of Xiao Yan's hands at any moment.

Facing the full-strength assault of five experienced mercenaries, Xiao Yan used all his strength to resist, his expression becoming slightly contorted.

"Sure enough, his Dou Qi is exhausted!" Seeing Xiao Yan's appearance, as if he could barely hold on, He Meng shouted with excitement.

Although the five mercenaries had not succeeded with a single blow, they knew that Xiao Yan's Dou Qi was depleted, and they were greatly encouraged.

Without Dou Qi, Xiao Yan was only formidable because of his weapon. They still had six people, and Xiao Yan would inevitably be defeated sooner or later!

Xiao Yan's lips curled into a slight smile, and he lowered his voice, shouting, "Flame Seal, open!"