novelPairMe Chapter 2180 The Formation Must Be Broken
Chapter 2180 The Formation Must Be Broken
Zhao Ritian grabbed Long Aotian and started swinging his fists.
Long Aotian shouted, "Me! Me! It's me!"
Zhao Ritian was taken aback, then leaned closer and asked, "It's you?"
Long Aotian stretched his jaw and said, "Nonsense! Get up!"
Zhao Ritian pulled him up: "This is strange. He seems to know everything in town, but we know nothing. Where is Lu Chengwen?"
Lu Chengwen got up from the side, his clothes torn.
"Don't separate."
Zhao Ritian said, "This won't do. We need to find a way to break the formation."
The three of them were together, looking at each other.
How to break?
This old man has sealed his eyes, but now his ears are sharper than a bugging device; he can hear everything that's said here perfectly.
Lu Chengwen shook his head, bent down to pick up a stone, and threw it in a certain direction.
Click.
no response.
The three brothers felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.
You can't fool him.
If they open their mouths, they're loudly plotting; if they don't speak, how can anyone know what the other person is thinking just by looking at them? There's simply no way to discuss countermeasures.
Unless there's an open conspiracy, even hearing about it won't reveal the truth.
Or it could be a scheme, a scheme of saying one thing and doing another.
A scheme requires the other party to understand it implicitly. Long Aotian is easy to handle, but Zhao Ritian...
Overt schemes... it seems there's not much we can do.
This formation is somewhat unsolvable.
"No need to rack your brains."
The old dean's voice came: "You have no chance against absolute power. In this array that deprives you of your five senses, you can only be blind, mute, or even deaf."
Zhao Ritian raised his arm to curse, but Lu Chengwen pressed him down and gestured for him to shush.
Then Lu Chengwen gestured:
Do not make a sound or speak; do not use the Emperor's Fire; do not activate the source of true energy unless absolutely necessary.
Then he gestured to several directions and told them where to meet.
Long Aotian gestured to Zhao Ritian: Did you understand?
Zhao Ritian nodded: "I understand."
Long Aotian glared at him.
Zhao Ritian quickly covered his mouth, nodded, and made an OK sign.
The three people put their hands together, looked at each other with resolute eyes, and encouraged one another.
Then they dispersed, each carrying their weapons.
The first one to be ambushed was Long Aotian, who, despite having extinguished his true energy, moved stealthily.
Here in the wilderness, the wind rustles the grass, so you shouldn't be able to be tracked down.
But they still fell for it.
Lu Chengwen rushed over to help, but on the way he heard the sounds of Zhao Ritian fighting again, and it seemed that he had also been injured.
Lu Chengwen stood still, motionless.
This is a common tactic of the old dean: attack one target to lure you to the rescue, then surround and attack the reinforcements.
Using this tactic, he has already caused all three of them to suffer heavy losses.
This time, Lu Chengwen did not act rashly, and instead did not rescue anyone.
He even controlled his breathing, wishing he could control his heartbeat as well.
But then a voice suddenly came from behind: "You think you'll be fine if you don't make a sound?"
Lu Chengwen turned around in a panic, but it was too late.
The old dean swiftly brought down his knife, and Lu Chengwen was instantly slashed, sustaining a severe injury.
The old dean laughed heartily, then turned and disappeared into the mist.
The three brothers reunited.
Zhao Ritian was furious: "It's no use! He seems to know everything."
Long Aotian was also puzzled: "We clearly concealed our whereabouts!"
Lu Chengwen shook his head: "He doesn't rely on his hearing."
Long Aotian was puzzled: "Relying on divine sense? In this kind of fog, my divine sense can't even spread out, so I can't scan the surrounding area with it. Can his true energy be more powerful than the aura of the Overlord?"
Lu Chengwen bit his lip: "Could it be my sense of smell?!"
Lu Chengwen looked at Zhao Ritian: "Ritian, from now on, you must give a fair evaluation of the old dean's character without stopping for a moment, and speak louder."
Zhao Ritian was taken aback: "Really?"
Long Aotian laughed: "Just show me a tiny bit of your ability to insult me."
Zhao Ritian was stunned: "Can I curse you both too?"
Long Aotian shook his head: "Do whatever you want."
Zhao Ritian stood up.
He stood in the mist, his eyes cold, his fists drooping.
He took out a cigarette, lit it, took a drag, and blew it out.
"Old Dean, I heard your legs were broken by my master! Several of my masters have broken them! I have no discrimination against disabled people, but you! You are absolutely a bastard!"
"My master shouldn't have broken your leg back then. He should have castrated you like Long Aotian did!"
"You say you're neither human nor ghost, but you're just a dog, a dog that gets beaten up by anyone who catches you! A stray dog crossing the street!"
"A lame dog with a broken leg!"
"A castrated dog that has lost its ability!"
"My Heavenly Gang Master peed into your mouth; my Fisherman Master defecated in your bowl; my Drunken Master Master shoved a spiked club up your ass, repeatedly; my Antarctic Master Master poured swill into your brain; my Medicine Master Master shoved a truck up your nostril; my Great White Master Master..."
At that moment, the old dean suddenly appeared: "I'll chop you up alive, you bastard!"
At the same time, Zhao Ritian suddenly retreated, and Lu Chengwen's iron rod swept right in front of him!
The old dean was hit on the arm with a thud, and Long Aotian instantly slashed his chest with a knife.
The three brothers immediately surrounded him and started beating him.
He shouted, "Stop him! Stop him from getting away!"
"My master, Master Bai, has put sulfuric acid, super glue, glycerin suppositories, and light bulbs into your eyes!"
"Go to hell!"
The old dean roared, endured two blows, and sent Zhao Ritian flying with a single move.
They fought their way through, only to vanish into the mist once more.
Zhao Ritian lay on the ground, writhing in agony.
Lu Chengwen took out some pills and gave one to each of them.
"Let's recover. We'll have to break this formation slowly. This guy is only at 40% power, so he still has a huge advantage over us. Damn it."
Zhao Ritian lay on the ground for a long time without moving, still cursing: "I, Ming Di Sha Shishu, will... stuff... stuff... Long Aotian into your asshole."
Long Aotian, who had taken drugs, said to Zhao Ritian, "If you're going to curse him again, can you please not involve me?"
"I didn't insult you, I just used you to disgust him."
Lu Chengwen said, "It's been analyzed clearly. He relied on his sense of smell."
Long Aotian nodded: "That's right. His eyes are sealed, so his spiritual perception is limited just like ours. And here, there's a lot of noise, so we're very careful, but he still judges directions accurately, so it's not a problem with his ears. It's his sense of smell..."
Zhao Ritian said, "Sense of smell?! It really is a dog!?"
The old dean gritted his teeth: "You're the dog! With this formation, I can enhance my sense of smell three thousand times! No matter what tricks you use, whether it's making noise, creating dazzling flames, generating true energy vibrations, or any other strange tricks, I have memorized the body odor emanating from you and can distinguish it clearly."
"Hahahaha!"
The old dean laughed and said, "You can control your sound, your inner energy, and your visual effects. But... the smell of blood from your wounds, the smell of sweat on your body, and the smell of special materials on your clothes... are things you can't turn off on your own no matter what."
"Therefore, within my formation, one can draw out a clear pattern using only the sense of smell."
"You little brats from the Yanzhao Sect! Today I will torture the three of you to death and ensure your sect's demise forever!"
Long Aotian's expression was solemn: "We must break the formation!"