In Sumeru, pretend to be a scholar!

Wang Yan pursued relentlessly, his crossbow bolts firing repeatedly in the darkness.

Using the speed advantage enhanced by the runes, they successfully shot down two bandits who were at the back.

The short arrow pierced precisely through the thigh of one man and the shoulder blade of another, the screams of agony particularly jarring in the empty street.

Wang Yan wasn't worried about ammunition. His crossbow was loaded with ten bolts, and he also carried three arrow quivers with him, so he could change them at any time. Therefore, he was having a great time shooting.

The remaining four bandits, hearing their companion's cries of agony, were filled with shock and rage. One of them suddenly turned around, raised his knife to pounce, but in the firelight, he could clearly see the floating cube beside Wang Yan.

Just now in the backyard of the inn, it was this thing that unleashed that terrifying gale.

The thug with the knife paused, a flicker of fear crossing his face. He gritted his teeth and spat, "Don't look back! Run! Reach the boss! He can definitely handle him!"

The other three didn't answer either, but simply lowered their heads even further and ran as fast as they could towards the warehouse area, their figures appearing and disappearing in the dim alleyways.

Wang Yan pursued relentlessly, firing his crossbow as he ran.

But the distance gradually increased, and since he had not received professional shooting training, the crossbow bolts lost their accuracy in the darkness and with the target moving quickly. Several shots hit the wall or the ground, scattering sparks.

"I'll have to add an auto-aiming rune array to this crossbow later..." Wang Yan silently noted this down in his mind, his breathing becoming somewhat rapid.

He was not a seasoned bandit who spent years raiding deserts, and his stamina and speed gradually began to decline.

However, even though he could no longer see their figures, he still chased them all the way to the edge of the warehouse area, where the sounds of fierce fighting and elemental explosions were clearly audible.

As Wang Yan turned a corner, the sight before him made him stop in his tracks, his breath catching in his throat.

The warehouse was brightly lit, and the members of the Blazing Beast Hunters, armed with weapons, stood guard on both sides of the gate, forming a defensive line.

The scene on the outermost open ground was truly breathtaking!

On the ground, no fewer than twenty bandits dressed in gilded troupe uniforms lay sprawled out, most of them incapacitated, groaning incessantly.

In the center of the venue, the intense flames almost dyed half of the night sky red.

A lithe figure, as agile as a cheetah, was weaving through the encirclement of dozens of bandits.

Her punches and kicks were wrapped in scorching flames; each strike was like a meteor falling to earth, bursting with astonishing power and heat waves.

Wherever the fist struck, the bandits' weapons were easily knocked away, and their thick armor was like paper in the face of the flames. Those hit were sent flying backward and fell to the ground, unable to get up.

It was Dixia who single-handedly and completely suppressed the entire invading criminal gang.

Wang Yan finally understood why these people waited until Dixia wasn't there before coming, because once Dixia was there, it wouldn't matter how many people came.

Not far from Wang Yan, four bandits who had fled there witnessed this scene, their faces drained of color.

The "boss" they claimed could solve everything was now desperately fleeing from Dixia's fists, showing no trace of his former arrogance as a bandit leader.

Just as they were terrified, a crossbow bolt pierced through the air, instantly piercing a man's neck. Blood splattered, and the bandit fell heavily to the ground.

Wang Yan put away his crossbow, and a slight "click" came from the quiver as another short arrow was automatically cocked.

Three left!

With a cold gaze, Wang Yan swept past the three remaining bandits not far away.

"Kill him! Avenge our brothers!!"

The three bandits who had just escaped to the edge of the warehouse, first seeing their leader being chased and beaten, and then witnessing their companion being sniped by crossbow bolts again, now had bloodshot eyes and contorted facial muscles, completely driven to madness.

They no longer looked at Dixia's despairing battle circle, nor did they care about the Heyao multifaceted entity floating beside Wang Yan. They stared intently at Wang Yan, as if they wanted to devour him alive.

Anger and resentment burned away reason like wildfire, but also brought a ruthless ferocity.

The three of them let out wild howls at the same time, brandishing their scimitars and short axes, and charged towards Wang Yan!

Their footsteps pounded on the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust, exuding a murderous aura.

Wang Yan's eyes narrowed, and he retreated swiftly, but he was not afraid.

Ultimately, they are just members of a criminal gang who rely on ruthlessness and cooperation, not the mutated and strengthened monsters from the abyss. Anger and hatred cannot be directly converted into power for their use.

On the contrary, fueled by anger and hatred, their charge lacked strategy and was riddled with flaws.

As he retreated, Wang Yan raised his crossbow, his gaze instantly locking onto the burly bandit charging at the front.

— Approximately twenty meters.

Lightly press the trigger with your fingertip.

"Boom!"

The [Swift Strike] rune glowed faintly, the crossbow string vibrated, and the short arrow transformed into a streak of azure light and shot out!

Despite his rage, the bandit still retained his instinctive fighting spirit. Seeing the crossbow bolts coming, he suddenly twisted to the side to dodge.

However, Wang Yan had gradually mastered the shooting skills.

The arrow anticipated his dodge trajectory, and with a "thud," the short arrow precisely pierced the upper left chest. It wasn't to the heart, but it was enough to damage the lung.

"Ugh—!"

The burly bandit's momentum abruptly halted. He let out a muffled groan, the curved knife slipping from his hand. He staggered and collapsed to the ground, clutching his wound and convulsing violently, blood gushing from between his fingers.

Two left!

Seeing this, the remaining two bandits' eyes turned even redder, and they roared as they accelerated forward, closing the distance to about ten meters!

Wang Yan did not stop, but continued to retreat at a steady pace, maintaining his distance. The internal mechanism of the crossbow made a soft sound again, and a new short arrow was loaded.

With eyes like lightning, he swept left and right, instantly selecting the slightly unsteady-footed bandit on the right as his target.

He raised the crossbow, made slight adjustments, and pulled the trigger.

"Boom!"

The short arrow pierced the air, aiming straight for the opponent's chest.

The bandit was lunging forward with all his might and had no time to change direction.

The arrow pierced his heart, and he screamed in agony as he lost his balance and tumbled forward.

Only one left!

The last one had almost reached Wang Yan. He watched as his three companions fell to the ground one after another. His reason completely collapsed, his face twisted like a demon, and he raised a heavy horse-slaying sword high with both hands. He burst out with unprecedented speed and roared as he slashed down!

The wind howled, carrying a faint, chilling sharp sound.

"Unleashed potential? Too bad, it's too late."

"it's over."

As he whispered, He Yao's entire body jolted violently!

"Buzz—!"

A violent storm erupted again, and the pale blue ring-shaped impact slammed solidly into the bandit's chest.

"Crack..." A clear sound of bone breaking.

Before the bandit could even scream, he was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, arcing briefly before crashing heavily to the ground seven or eight meters away, his broadsword falling from his hand and clattering to the ground.

He lay there, blood gushing from his mouth and nose, only able to groan in pain, unable to get up again.

From the very beginning, these bandits had no chance of winning.

On the other side, in front of the warehouse.

With a powerful punch from Desia, the two-meter-tall leader of the criminal gang collapsed to the ground with a thud, ending the battle.

"Oh, oh, oh, Deshia, powerful Deshia, dazzling Deshia..."

The members of the Blazing Beast Hunters guarding the gate cheered.

The flames on Dixia's body gradually faded, then she flicked her wrist and grinned: "Tie them all up."

The crowd rushed forward and tied up the bandits on the ground one by one.

Meanwhile, Dixia walked towards Wang Yan. She had noticed Wang Yan and several bandits' arrival earlier and originally intended to deal with them, but unexpectedly, Wang Yan had taken care of them himself.

"Didn't I tell you to stay at the inn? Why did you come here?" Dixia asked, her tone tinged with concern.

Wang Yan shrugged: "Professor Farusan told me to come out and see the world."

Dixia raised an eyebrow, but nodded nonetheless: "Okay, how many will you take down?"

"Six!" Wang Yan smiled smugly, then pointed to the cube beside him, "It took out two of them, and there were eight in total at the inn, which we wiped out."

Dixia was a little surprised, then gave Wang Yan a thumbs up: "Awesome."

Wang Yan shook his head: "You're the amazing one, you single-handedly crushed a whole group of people."

"Haha, once you see Candice make a move, you'll realize that what I'm doing is nothing."

As they were talking, a man dressed in gilded guild attire arrived in haste with a group of people.

"Thank God you're all alright."