Shooting at stationary targets is completely different from shooting at moving targets; these monsters' agility is definitely at the level of a cultivator!

While swinging the spinning wheel, Melorian glanced around and noticed that the rest of the gym had fallen into chaos.

Their best ones either rolled on the ground, fired guns, or, like Melloián, held up armor or shields they had received from the Black Hand to block wooden spikes.

The worse ones were already shooting wildly out of fear, or swinging their swords, and some were even rushing towards the crack, while the monsters that had climbed onto the inner wall didn't even bother to deal with them.

The worst of them have already been killed by the spikes.

This was only because Ju Xingcheng reminded them, which made the people of Meijing Dojo on guard. The monsters were in a hurry to take their positions and didn't have time to prepare, aim, and launch a sneak attack. Otherwise, Meijing Dojo might have lost a quarter or even more of its manpower in just the first wave of shooting.

Mellorian's gaze shifted, and his tactical intuition, enhanced by the aura of battle, quickly led him to give commands that suited the current battle situation.

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat to the center of the arena!"

This greatly negates the climbing advantage of enemies near the arena entrance. Furthermore, any ranged weapon, except in extreme circumstances, becomes increasingly difficult to hit and less effective at greater distances. This is common sense in combat.

Mellorian felt that he didn't need to lead his men to defeat these monsters and fight his way out; he just needed to stall for time and wait for reinforcements.

You should know that the Black Hand gang has a whole team of cultivators!

With his entire team, Melorian retreated to the center of the arena, where there were more dense bushes and weeds.

Du Boshi was right next to Mei Luoliang, sticking to the strongest core member of the team.

Suddenly, a sharp spike shot out from the side and hit Dubo Stone squarely. Fortunately, Dubo Stone was moving at high speed, and the spike was aimed at the chest, not vital organs such as the throat.

The monster that shot at it was seen by Dubo Stone.

More and more of them launched their attacks in the bushes and weeds.

Only one part of it spat out sharp spikes, while the other part of its tongue stretched out, tangled and intertwined, seemingly unsure of what to do.

Mellorian instinctively felt something was wrong. Suddenly, a branch stretched out from the pile of weeds and wrapped around his leg.

And it wasn't just Melloran who suffered the same fate; branches stretched out from the bushes and weeds, seemingly alive, trying to entangle the students of the Meijing Dojo.

Meanwhile, other monsters cooperated by opening their mouths and aiming at the students who were immobilized.

Behind them, the monster that had blocked their retreat climbed down the inner wall and charged toward the students at the very back.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Only a few shots fired from a pistol will hit and cause damage.

With a sudden burst of strength, Mellorian broke free from his restraints.

Sword Pavilion, Flying Sword Sect, Locking Flying Birds!

This martial art provides a powerful burst of energy to break free from restraint and control, allowing him to leap up like a bird breaking free of its shackles and soaring into the sky. As soon as he landed, Mellorian took out a spherical object hanging from his waist, opened the cover, and lit the fuse.

Hand grenade!

As the core fighting group, Mellorian and others were equipped with most of the heavy weapons that Chen Jing had obtained from the quartermaster, and many of them even carried shields and wore heavier armor.

Because others who act as scouts and lures will choose light equipment to ensure speed and agility during operations, they cannot carry too many "heavy weapons".

boom!

The shockwave from the explosion spread out.

Seeing Mellorian demonstrate, the others realized that they were carrying heavy weapons like grenades.

At the Meijing Dojo, although there are courses teaching how to use grenades, most people have never actually used them in combat, so they inevitably become flustered, giving the monsters an opportunity to spread out and use spike shots.

However, the spikes attacked at a speed similar to that of arrows, so they could not be fired in rapid succession but only in volleys. The students also had a numerical advantage, and with the fog blocking the way and dividing the battle, they were just busy and flustered for a while.

After all, as a core battle group, they still possess considerable strength.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Several waves of bombs exploded. Apart from one student who accidentally dropped a bomb and had to run away to avoid it, nothing else happened.

Moreover, because of their proximity to the center of the arena, the monsters on the inner wall, in their pursuit of the students, climbed down the wall and were also hit by the bombs, resulting in many injuries and deaths.

Despite having the upper hand in firepower, the trainees managed to repel the enemy's attack and injure many monsters. However, these monsters were clearly much more resilient than humans. They could survive a single bomb and still be lively, only temporarily stunned. But two bombs or a combination of shots could kill them.

When Merlot suppressed the monsters with firepower, forcing them to retreat temporarily beyond the visible range of the fog, he finally had the opportunity to draw his sword and cut off the branches and vines binding his legs.

In that instant, he suddenly felt as if he were fighting against heaven and earth, and the heroic spirit of a warrior allowed him to master a great deal of the battle energy he absorbed.

Mellorian suddenly felt a surge of heroic ambition, as if he were the protagonist in a novel, and that he could hold out until reinforcements arrived.

...

After deactivating the "noise invisibility," Chen Jing ran several dozen steps from outside the fog to Huang Yuanlong and the others, and told Huang Yuanlong the details.

"The fighting is fierce over there in the arena, there are at least twenty, and maybe even more Mist Spikes besieging the members of the Meijing Gym. I don't know where they went..." Chen Jing said.

“Twenty…” Huang Yuanlong took a breath without changing his expression.

“Abandoning them would be unwise to provoke such a powerful enemy while hunting down slave spirits,” Huang Yuanlong said.

"Why are there so many?" Dao Nan said incredulously.

"I've thought of a possibility," Chen Jing said after a moment's thought.