Chapter 169: Chapter 168: Crazy Tang’s Wild Dance

Li Yan couldn’t stand Tang Ruan’s wild laughter.

He thought she was insane, but he also felt like she was taunting him.

"Let’s see if you can keep laughing. I’ll burn you to death!"

Li Yan curled his fingers into a fist.

Then opened his fist into a palm.

A jet of bright flame shot out.

Tang Ruan immediately blocked it with her Shield.

The center of the Shield quickly turned red-hot. Tang Ruan’s palm felt scorched, her delicate skin turning a searing red.

But she still held on tight, not letting go.

The stream of flame lashed out.

Most of the flames splashed everywhere.

The Blood Race Warriors nearby were burned by the flames, but they just grimaced from the heat, their eyes still fixed on Tang Ruan as they stabbed wildly at her.

One stab after another.

But Tang Ruan’s Defense was clearly higher.

She could almost ignore this kind of stabbing.

Her Constitution was 8 points, plus 15 points of Defense Enhancement, and the Bonus from her Silk Stockings and Shirt.

Tang Ruan’s Defense Power had a full 220% extra Bonus.

Adding her 20 points in Martial Arts, which reduced Damage by 20%, and her Sadomasochism, which reduced Damage by another 10%.

So right now, Tang Ruan was a superwoman who could reduce Damage by 30% and had a 220% increase in Defense.

The Leather Armor on her body was truly approaching the level of Iron Armor.

The Short Swords of the Ordinary Blood Race could only create small gashes in her Leather Armor; it was difficult to land a stab on her body with a single blow.

Even if one occasionally got through, it would, at most, be the shallow tip of a sword piercing her body.

The Damage wasn’t great, but it was very painful.

But the more it was like this, the better the Effect.

Because she was already ecstatic.

This was truly a feeling of unprecedented joy.

She laughed even louder.

"Heheh... Heheheheh... Heeheeheeheehee... Ahahahaha... Ohohoho... Ahahahaha..."

Tang Ruan laughed wantonly, unable to restrain herself.

At this moment, the 20 people she had taunted grew even more furious.

It was as if her laughter was more provocative than the Taunt Skill itself.

Tang Ruan laughed as she blocked the attacks.

But she noticed the Female Soldiers around her were constantly retreating, as the Blood Race Warriors had all pushed forward.

Although the Female Soldiers were brave, they were outnumbered, fighting almost 1 against 3, and were still being suppressed by the enemy.

Tang Ruan laughed loudly. "Ahaha, don’t bully women! If you want a fight, come fight me! Hahahaha!"

Instantly, three more purple lights shot out.

Another 60-plus attacking Blood Race Soldiers turned their heads in astonishment, looking at Tang Ruan in the center of the formation.

Tang Ruan shouted, "Hehehe, the situation’s not right, everyone can use their Combat Skills freely! Just conserve the necessary Energy! Attack, hahaha, kill them!"

"Understood!"

Those Female Soldiers were originally supposed to follow orders and use their Combat Skills in unison.

But the fight was too chaotic now.

And they were at a disadvantage, needing to quickly eliminate some enemies.

At this point, they couldn’t worry about conserving Energy.

For a moment, red-glowing Iron Spears were everywhere.

Female Soldiers were charging forward in an instant all around.

Although most of the Iron Spears were still blocked by Spiritual Shields, a good number of Blood Race Soldiers were hit.

The Iron Spears pierced through the Black Armor, creating dark red, bloody holes.

Those Blood Race Soldiers were clearly also very powerful.

Although the Short Swords in their hands had a short Attack range, once they got close, their Attack Speed was astonishing.

’Perhaps they’ve enhanced their Attack Speed?’

Although they couldn’t inflict a Deadly wound on the Female Soldiers with a single blow, the accumulation of small, bloody holes still resulted in considerable Damage.

More Blood Race Warriors charged in.

Their formation spread out, intending to surround these women from both flanks.

But at that moment, a large number of women holding Iron Sabers charged out from both sides of the formation.

They didn’t look like real Soldiers, but their desire to fight was just as abundant.

Each woman was actually able to face a Blood Race Warrior head-on.

And on the surface, they didn’t seem to be at a disadvantage?

’The Blood Race Warriors are all Soldiers.’

’Those women are clearly Craftsmen or something similar.’

They screamed repeatedly as they were stabbed by the Short Swords; it was obviously very painful.

Some were even crying from the pain.

But... why had none of them retreated?

They were all screaming while swinging their sabers?

Their Iron Sabers needed a dozen or so slashes to deplete the Durability of the Black Armor.

Only then could they start to wound the Blood Race Soldiers.

But before that, their own Leather Armor had already been pierced with several bloody holes.

Fresh blood flowed from the wounds.

But not a single one of them retreated.

Not one!

And the Blood Race Warriors... their Armor was gradually being depleted, and they were actually taking a large amount of Damage from those Ordinary women?

’What the fuck is going on?’

A few Blood Race Warriors were frozen in place, stunned by their ferocity.

"Damn it, why are these bitches so crazy? It’s like they’re not afraid of death at all."

"Impossible, they’re just putting on an act."

"An act? Can you fake not being afraid of death? They’re really charging right into the Short Swords."

"Act my ass! These crazy bitches have already hacked away all my Armor Durability."

"My shoulder is down to the bone, you tell me who’s faking it!"

"Fuck, grab one and use Vampire!"

"Can’t grab them! The moment you try, their sabers come swinging."

"Let’s grab one together."

Soon, several Blood Race Warriors grabbed a woman, and several mouths went to bite her, trying to use Vampire.

But immediately, a dozen sabers came hacking down, mixed with a few Iron Spears.

These Blood Race members who wanted to use Vampire to recover were thoroughly beaten from behind, and a few were hacked to death on the spot.

Another died after an Iron Spear was thrust into his rectum.

"Motherfucker, we can’t use Vampire. Let’s fall back for a bit."

"You guys hold the line, we need to recover."

"You guys in the back, get up here! You hold off these crazy bitches for a while too."

"No way, this is the first time I’ve seen women who aren’t afraid of death. How are they all like the Undead Race?"

"Look at that one over there. She’s almost cooked, been screaming for ages, and she’s still standing."

"Screaming? Isn’t she laughing her head off?"

As they spoke, another burst of wild laughter erupted.

The Blood Race Warriors couldn’t help but look toward the center, at Tang Ruan being chased by a mob.

A full 80-plus men were frantically chasing a single woman.

The scene was incredibly bizarre.

Tang Ruan wasn’t stupid.

Her goal was to stall the enemy, not to tank them head-on.

Tang Ruan had a slender figure.

Her large chest was soft, too, and didn’t get in her way.

Combined with the bonus from her Soft Body, she was like a snake, weaving in and out of the crowd.

She quickly slipped out of the mob.

Leading the 80 men to chase after her madly, like a horde of zombies.

By now, her Iron Shield was glowing red-hot.

Her left hand was smoking from the heat of the Iron Shield.

But she didn’t let go.

’Even if the Iron Shield is red-hot... doesn’t that just turn it into a Flame Shield?’

The Blood Race fears fire.

Tang Ruan laughed wildly and slammed her Shield backward, instantly searing several Blood Race members, who let out howls as black smoke rose from their bodies.

Some of the Blood Race were jolted to their senses by the pain and broke away from the absurd chase.

But soon, they were drawn back in by Tang Ruan’s Taunt.

Li Yan’s eyes had turned completely purple.

He hadn’t dispelled the Taunt right away, so he was only sinking deeper.

Now, just like everyone else, he just wanted to kill Tang Ruan.

He didn’t understand it himself. He clearly felt he could have burned this woman to death the first time, so why was she still alive after he’d used his Skill four times?

Logically, she should be well-done by now.

Why was she still hopping and skipping around?

He hadn’t seen her use any Recovery Skills, either.

She was just taking some potions.

But what kind of potion could withstand such an Attack?

’No!’

’It’s definitely not because she’s strong.’

’It’s because I’m not performing well.’

’It’s mainly because that woman is too agile.’

’Each time I use my Skill, it’s not at 100% power before she dodges it.’

’That must be it!’

’And her Power attribute is very high; my own Power can’t even completely restrain her.’

Rage surged in Li Yan’s heart.

He opened his palm and shot out another stream of Flame.

Tang Ruan laughed as she raised her Shield. "Hahaha, yes, yes, give me a Flame Supplement! Burn this Shield even hotter!"

The Shield in Tang Ruan’s hands was already twisted and dented beyond recognition.

It looked less like a Shield and more like a large iron plate.

A searing-hot, orange iron plate.

Now, seared by the flames again, it became a glowing red iron plate.

"Hahaha, here comes the Flame Shield!"

Tang Ruan raised the Shield and pressed it against the face of the Blood Race member chasing closest behind her.

It immediately made a SIZZLING sound as fat rendered, like teppanyaki.

The Blood Race Soldier howled in agony from the burn.

Tang Ruan laughed even louder.

Zhao Ji was squeezed in the crowd, and hearing this laughter, he became exceptionally furious.

"Get the fuck out of my way! Let me slaughter that woman!"

No one listened to him.

They were all crammed at the front, holding up their Spiritual Shields, frantically chasing, slashing, and stabbing at Tang Ruan.

Tang Ruan screamed, laughed, and spurted blood from all over her body, but she never stopped running.

She had 6 points of agility, plus a 20% bonus from her Silk Stockings.

Although she couldn’t shake the people behind her, they couldn’t catch her either.

Relying on "Rapid Self-Healing," Tang Ruan’s body was damaged and then healed, healed and then damaged again.

As long as the enemy couldn’t one-shot her, as long as she could hold on for just a little while...

...she could recover quickly.

Right now, only two people could one-shot her.

One was Li Yan, and the other was Zhao Ji.

But Tang Ruan used the bodies of the other Blood Race members, dodging left and right.

She used them as her own meat shields and human walls.

Preventing the Fireball and Flame from unleashing their full power.

However, one person’s strength is ultimately limited.

Although Tang Ruan’s Constitution was as high as 8 points, her Physical Strength consumption was too severe.

Even the 200% recovery Effect of the Carefree Spring couldn’t keep up with her rate of Consumption.

She also felt extremely exhausted at this moment.

She didn’t know how much time had passed, but it probably hadn’t been long.

’It’s a battle, after all.’

Most actual combat engagements don’t last very long; they’re usually very brief.

Especially small-scale battles.

And especially close-quarters combat.

The time is even shorter.

Tang Ruan’s laugh was starting to sound tired.

She couldn’t help but look in Zhao Chi’s direction.

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