I will be stronger after the remake

Seeing this, Ling Chong shouted, "Don't hesitate! Those who want to leave, leave quickly! Dragging it out is the most dangerous thing! When you hesitate about whether you should stay, it proves that you are not suitable to stay. Either you lack strength or you lack courage. Staying will only harm yourself and others."

Although these words were harsh, they hit the nail on the head, and the crowd felt as if they had been struck by lightning, prompting them to make a decisive choice.

In the end, nine people chose to stay, and Tang Ping was among them.

Yunyanzi, who was clearly very strong, chose to protect the team and leave. Everyone saw this and didn't say anything. Although Lingchong said those cruel words, as if life and death were left to fate, it was impossible to let the weak and the wounded completely lose their protection. This did not conform to the moral values ​​of most Chinese people.

The ten people covering the rear stopped talking and adjusted their state. In the tense wait, the swarm of insects got closer and closer. What was originally just a patch the size of a handkerchief on the horizon turned into a huge, swarming mass that almost blocked their view.

Compared to the total, this part of the insects that rushed out is probably less than one percent, just a very small part, but the number is already more than 100,000. They are densely packed, each about the size of a thumb, and their ferocious mouthparts are enough to make one's scalp tingle.

Tang Ping suppressed his fear and stepped forward to Ling Chong's side, saying, "Captain, I need to borrow your power."

"Oh, you're the new guy the director mentioned, right? I didn't expect you to stay. You've got guts!"

Ling Chong knew that Tang Ping was a new psychic from another province's public security department, having been in the job for less than half a year. He had no obligation to stay, and the director had even told him to take care of her when he had the time. At this moment, he couldn't help but feel respect for her.

Tang Ping reached out and touched the other party, activating his spiritual energy "Fox Borrowing Tiger's Might". He immediately felt a powerful force surge into his body, making his body much stronger and his five senses exceptionally sharp. His previously meager spiritual energy also increased steadily.

An untimely question popped into my mind: I can understand the improvement in physical fitness, but where does the extra spiritual power come from? The object of the borrowing has not lost its spiritual power, so do psychics not have to abide by the law of conservation of energy?

It was clearly not the right time to ponder and research. Tang Ping put aside his distracting thoughts, stretched his muscles and bones, and felt his body after becoming stronger. It seemed that he was not as strong as he had been after borrowing power from Yuan Ji last time.

He didn't find it strange, because there's also the concept of affinity in psychic energy.

Generally speaking, "borrowing the tiger's power" can only borrow 50% to 60% of the target's strength. If one can borrow 70%, it is considered to be of an excellent level.

Yuan Ji's spirit type is "Tiger Demon," which is extremely compatible with her. One can borrow more than 90% of the power from her. Therefore, even if Yuan Ji's physical condition is not as good as Ling Chong's, Tang Ping can still borrow stronger power from her.

"what!"

Suddenly, a person screamed in terror, collapsed to the ground, pale-faced and breathing rapidly.

"what happened?"

Ling Chong asked with displeasure.

"I...I'm afraid of bugs."

The man said, his whole body trembling.

"You're afraid of bugs, yet you stayed?" Ling Chong's thick eyebrows shot up, and he couldn't help but curse, "Are you deliberately here to sabotage us, you bastard?"

"I... I'm only slightly afraid of bugs. I usually step on cockroaches without hesitation, but I never expected it to be so terrifying when there were so many bugs," the man quickly explained.

"You're just spouting useless nonsense. Good luck to you!"

With a formidable enemy at hand, Ling Chong was too lazy to curse anymore. He thought to himself that the other party might as well have left; there are always useless teammates everywhere.

He knew he had to do something to boost his forces, otherwise he would lose heart before the battle even began and lose two points of the chance of victory for nothing.

If only this were ancient times, when armies were marching and fighting, we could just behead this guy and use him as a sacrifice to the flag—simple and effective.

Ling Chong took a deep breath, then pushed off with both feet, leaping forward dozens of meters. In mid-air, he formed hand seals, gathered spiritual energy in his throat, and exhaled, letting out a loud shout: "Ha!"

Like a lion's roar, like thunder, invisible sound waves rolled out, as if a missile had blasted the swarm of insects in front of it apart!

Chapter Thirty-Three: Toads and Bees

Having succeeded in one move, Ling Chong pressed his advantage, forcefully clasping his hands together, his whole body radiating golden light, and a huge golden statue of an Arhat appeared behind him.

The golden statue of Arhat took the initiative to meet the swarm of insects. With a single palm strike, the wind from the palm was like a hurricane, knocking down a whole bunch of insects. Undeterred by the bites, it forcefully inserted itself into the swarm, halting their advance. At the same time, it wildly swung its limbs, performing a set of small Hongquan punches, creating a powerful gust of wind and scattering the swarm of insects.

This act of leading from the front greatly boosted the morale of the crowd, who shouted and unleashed their special skills, bombarding the swarm of insects.

Tang Ping used to think it was stupid to shout out the names of moves during battle, but now she thinks that at least in a chaotic battle, doing so can boost morale and is much better than the soldier's charging slogan of "Kill!"

However, after Ling Chong had been controlling the Arhat statue to rampage around for a while, he couldn't help but frown. He found that the killing efficiency was too low. When he slapped it down, it sounded like he had blown up a bunch of them, but in reality, it only destroyed a few dozen or a hundred of them, which was a drop in the ocean compared to the total number of statues.

No matter how brainless the insect demon is, it still has the instinct to avoid danger. When it sees the golden statue of Arhat coming at it, it will actively scatter outwards.

Ling Chong immediately realized that the Arhat statue was more suitable for dealing with large monsters than with swarms of small insects that could be overwhelmed by numbers. He immediately retrieved the statue, then, while holding his staff, he performed the ritual of stepping on a celestial pole and chanting mantras:

"Control the Heavenly Way, transform the Two Elements, and unleash the Fiery Dragon!"

He pushed forward with one palm, and a fierce pillar of flame shot out from his palm, burning a large area of ​​the swarm of insects in front of him. A large number of charred corpses fell down like volcanic ash from a volcanic eruption.

The flame pillar was not released all at once, but was continuously output. Ling Chong stretched out his palm to maintain the flame spray and spun around in place, instantly clearing the surroundings. His confidence was greatly boosted, and he took the initiative to rush towards the place with the most and densest number of insects.

It might seem strange for a monk to use Taoist magic, but Ling Chong is simply dressed up like a Buddhist disciple from a martial arts fantasy to portray his spiritual nature. In essence, he is still a modern Chinese man. He might pretend in normal times, but in times of crisis, sectarian differences are all nonsense. He will use whichever is more useful. If chanting "Hallelujah" is helpful, he won't mind chanting it.

Tang Ping soon encountered a similar problem. After using the "Fox Borrowing Tiger's Power" technique to borrow strength and greatly enhance his physical abilities, he found that it was not very effective. His fist and foot techniques were useful against humanoid creatures, but they were no more effective against insects than his wild punches.

There were so many insects that they were everywhere. He was bitten a few times without warning, and the pain was so intense that he almost screamed on the spot. This was not the level of a mosquito bite, but a real bite that had torn off a piece of flesh.

Although each bite wound is only the size of a grain of rice, the cumulative effect means that being bitten to death is only a matter of time. Moreover, the burning pain at the wound site indicates that toxins are still present, which will only hasten the death.

Tang Ping hurriedly used a protective spirit technique to summon a layer of water to cover his body and prevent the insects from invading. Then he used a water escape technique to gain the ability to breathe underwater.

Taking advantage of the brief period of safety, his mind raced as he considered the most effective combat method.

None of the three psionic powers were offensive, so it's unlikely that the insect could be bewitched by the fox spirit.

Both water and wood elemental magic tend to be supportive and healing-oriented, with almost no offensive capabilities.

The water element has a move called "Braving Snow and Frost," which summons a cold current carrying frost and snow to freeze enemies. If the caster's spiritual power is strong enough and the summoning range is large enough, it can also kill swarms of insects. However, Tang Ping obviously does not have such cultivation, and in the midst of a melee, she is easily affected by her companions' fire-type spiritual arts, which will greatly reduce the effectiveness.

The Wood element has a move called "Thorns Block the Path," which summons thorny vines with a hardness comparable to stone to entangle the target. It has both offensive and control capabilities, making it extremely cost-effective, but it's not very useful against insects.

For a moment, Tang Ping found himself helpless, no better off than the escaped psionicists.

He kept hearing his companions' screams. He didn't know whether he should continue to kill the insects, which was like a drop in the ocean, or turn around and save the people and focus on being a healer. After all, being a healer in this situation where they were surrounded by enemies was extremely risky, almost like sending them to their deaths.

Thinking it was a last resort, Tang Ping activated the "Three-Eyed Spirit" to try and find the insects' weaknesses. However, perhaps because the insects were too weak individually, they didn't even qualify as subjects of observation, and the Three-Eyed Spirit didn't react at all.

Just as he was utterly disappointed, a stream of information suddenly appeared in his mind:

【Kun Yao: Toad Bee】

[Psionic Powers: Insect Leader, Thorough Investigation, Destroying Spiritual Toxins]

[Insect Leader: You can send your thoughts to nearby insects and force them to obey your commands]

[Getting to the bottom of it: Once you've locked onto the target's pheromones, you can accurately sense their location within a 30-mile radius]

[Spirit-Breaking Toxin: You can release a toxin that hinders the flow of spiritual energy; it takes effect as soon as it comes into contact with the target.]

In an instant, Tang Ping suddenly realized why this group of low-IQ insects knew how to attack and track the medical team; it turned out that one of the spider demon's adopted sons was infiltrated and directing them.

He quickly focused his gaze on the swarm of insects and soon found his target.

It wasn't that he possessed dynamic vision or particularly sharp eyesight; it was simply because a marker box was floating above the other person's head, similar to a monster tag in a game. It was probably the effect of the Three-Eyed Spirit, highlighting the target's name and making it exceptionally conspicuous.

Tang Ping didn't rush to shout. Instead, he calmed down, came up with a reason to explain why he was able to find the enemy leader, and then approached Ling Chong and whispered, "Captain, I've found a target that is very likely the leader of the swarm."

"where?"

Ling Chong didn't ask Tang Ping how he found it at all; he just urged him to point out the location quickly.

"Based on the direction you are currently facing, at a counterclockwise angle of 40 degrees and a height of approximately 3.5 meters, there is a large, entirely black insect with yellow stripes and spots, resembling a wasp."

Following the instructions, Ling Chong found the target in no time. He first lowered his waist and then used his legs to create waves of sand, leaping out as before and striking out with a palm.

He didn't ask Tang Ping how confident he was. Firstly, the battlefield was ever-changing, and by the time he finished explaining, he might have missed a good opportunity. Secondly, even if he was wrong, it wouldn't matter much, since he had to kill the insect demons anyway, so killing one of them didn't matter.

But the moment his palm struck the target, the feedback made him certain: there's no doubt, this guy is the leader!

An ordinary insect would have been smashed to pieces with a single slap, but the target's body was exceptionally hard, like a solid iron ball. After being hit, it slammed into the ground with a "bang," creating a large crater.

Despite taking such a heavy blow, the toad wasp was not seriously injured, only slightly flustered, not understanding how the other party could find it among so many insects. After taking off from the ground, it quickly fled away, trying to create distance.

"You think you can run away? Humph!"

Lingchong thrust his staff in front of him, clapped his hands together, and drew out wisps of electric lightning from his palms.

"The universe is boundless, and the wind and thunder receive orders!"

Chapter Thirty-Four: Caught Between Adversity and Retreat

Ling Chong's body shimmered with golden light, blocking the swarming insects. Then, he thrust his palms forward, unleashing a palm thunderbolt. Dazzling lightning bolts roared out, as if he had already locked onto his target, accurately striking the toad-bees.

Boo!

The electric light burst out, and tiny arcs of electricity crackled, scorching the nearby insects into charcoal.

Despite suffering the greatest damage, the toad wasp did not lose its ability to move; it was merely slow and stiff, seemingly paralyzed.

Ling Chong had anticipated this, not expecting a single palm strike to kill a second-stage demon. He knew that the smaller the demon, the stronger its ability to withstand damage. He immediately drew his staff and leaped out again.

In a short while, Ling Chong caught up with the toad bee, raised his staff and unleashed a simple and unadorned strike, bringing it down hard.

Normally, the toad wasp wouldn't have taken this kind of straightforward attack seriously and could have easily dodged it. But since it had just been electrocuted and was currently numb all over, it didn't have time to react before being slammed to the ground by the stick.

Ling Chong's offensive continued unabated. With a roar, the golden statue of Arhat reappeared, raising its golden, gleaming foot and stomping it hard on the spot where the toad-bee had fallen. With a "thud," it left a huge footprint on the ground. Without pausing, it quickly raised its foot and stomped down again.

bang bang bang...

No tricks, all strength.

A series of simple, unadorned stomping movements, performed at an astonishing speed, resulted in 81 stomps in ten seconds, creating a large crater in the ground and sending up a sandstorm of flying mud and sand.

Tang Ping wanted to use "Three-Eyed Spirit" to confirm whether the toad wasp was alive or dead, lest it escape with its remaining health. However, he immediately noticed that the surrounding swarm of insects had lost its command and was no longer attacking the enemy in a concentrated manner. Instead, they were flying around like headless flies and would not actively bite the psionicist. The pressure dropped sharply.

"It seems to be a success."

Just in case, such as the enemy trying to feign death to deceive the enemy and deliberately causing chaos in the insect swarm, Tang Ping stepped forward to the edge of the pit and looked down.

The "Three-Eyed Spiritual Radiance" did not send any more messages, but it did see four glittering Dao Seeds.

Ling Chong leaped down from the sky and landed at the bottom of the pit. He picked up four Dao Seeds, tossed two to Tang Ping, and said, "According to the rules, you can take the spoils of war obtained by eliminating monsters independently, but the spoils of war obtained in group battles must be handed over. We will then discuss the rewards based on merits to avoid disputes."

"Then what are you going to do with me now?"

Even if he could keep them all to himself, Tang Ping would rather exchange them for rewards, because both of them are Dao Seeds of the Insect genus, which he cannot absorb.

"This can be counted as a war achievement. You deserve the most credit for eliminating the monster leader."

After saying that, Ling Chong picked up his staff and went to drive away the insect swarm that had fallen into chaos.

From beginning to end, he never asked Tang Ping how she discovered the swarm leader, causing Tang Ping to waste her efforts.

The individual strength of the insect demons is very weak. A single fire-type magic spell can burn a large number of them to death. Once they lose their commander and become a disorganized mob, they can be easily dispersed.

No one intended to pursue them to the end. There is a food chain among monsters, and the most likely fate for this lowest-level insect monster is to become food for other monsters.

Ling Chong quickly tallied the injuries: nine were injured and one was dead. Everyone, including himself, was wounded, with two others seriously injured. One had an arm bitten off, and the other had a leg bitten off. Fortunately, everyone except Ling Chong knew healing magic and quickly stabilized their injuries.

There's nothing that can be done about lost arms and legs. Limb regeneration is a very advanced spiritual technique that consumes a huge amount of spiritual energy. Not to mention that most people don't know how to use it, even if they did, they wouldn't use it at this time.

The only dead man was the one who was so afraid of the insects that he was paralyzed. He was not bitten to death by the insect demon because he did not resist. On the contrary, when the swarm of insects rushed in front of him and he realized that there was no way to retreat and no one had the strength to help him, he suddenly burst out with strong courage and fought the insect demons without fear of death.

Unfortunately, he was blinded by passion or lost his mind due to extreme fear. He did not consider the consumption of spiritual energy, and eventually exhausted his spiritual energy, losing his ability to fight. He was then attacked by the swarm of insects and bitten into a skeleton in less than a minute.

Ling Chong suggested to everyone that when they went back to report on the mission, they should omit the fact that the other party was frightened by the insects, and only say that he died from exhaustion after fighting the swarm of insects.

No one had any objections to this. Although they had previously thought this guy was a fool who lacked self-awareness and whose cowardice undermined morale, now they could only sigh in admiration.

Moreover, this is not a lie; the other side did indeed fight to the death.

"What should we do next? Should we catch up with Yunyanzi's medical team, or return to the original camp and continue treating the wounded?"

Tang Ping asked Ling Chong for advice.

"Is this..."

Just as Ling Chong hesitated, the core battlefield in the distance underwent another change.

The Four Symbols Trapping and Killing Formation shattered, and some of the insect demons took the opportunity to escape. The remaining three pillars reconstructed the Three Talents Trapping and Killing Formation to continue sealing off the enemy.

Ling Chong's expression changed drastically, because he saw that the swarm of insects that had escaped the blockade was still flying towards their location. Given that everyone was injured and their spiritual energy was more than half depleted, it was impossible for them to cover the retreat again.

"escape……"

The word "escape" was hard to utter. Ling Chong worried that if he and his group ran away like this, what would happen if the other side turned around and chased after Yun Yanzi's group of wounded?

But if we don't escape, it's no different from waiting to die. We can't say that because Yunyanzi's side has more people, we should sacrifice the side with fewer people.

Everyone who stepped forward to stop the first wave of pursuit is already worthy of being called a hero. Must heroes become martyrs?

For a moment, Ling Chong was caught between a rock and a hard place, clenching and unclenching his fists several times, unable to make a decision.

But he also knew very well that hesitation on the battlefield was a major taboo, so he forced himself to set a time limit, silently counting down in his mind. If he couldn't think of a better way, he would have to...

"Captain, are these insects really targeting the medical team?"