The True Hunter

Day four of the hunting competition.

The number of martial artists participating in the exam decreased rapidly.

Almost every martial arts school, or major faction, has suffered losses, and the competition between them continues.

Lin Hu and Liu Mingze possessed formidable internal strength and exceptional mobility, allowing them to move nimbly through the forest.

If any contestant is seen to have valuable prey, they will be intercepted and killed without mercy.

Gradually, the two of them gave up hunting and became hunters instead.

"Brother Liu, you're getting better and better at using your bow and arrow. You really have a great talent," Lin Hu praised Liu Mingze.

Without turning his head, the latter picked up his bow and arrow, drew a wooden arrow from the quiver on his back, and listened intently.

The two fingers that were pinching the arrow fletching suddenly released, and the arrow whooshed through the gaps between more than ten trees.

It struck a martial artist directly in the throat.

The warrior was convulsing, gushing out blood bubbles, and had no idea where the arrow had come from.

  

As soon as he died, the white mink with a whole pelt fell to the ground from his hand.

Lin Hu and Liu Mingze nodded to each other and were about to take the white sable.

However, the next moment, swish, swish, swish, three arrows struck the three of them.

Looking up, there was a person squatting in the tree: Lin Zhennan of the Scaled Python Martial Arts School!

"What a small world! I run into you two arrogant bastards everywhere I go. You actually dare to hunt martial artists, you're truly despicable!"

The white sable that had fallen earlier was picked up by another person from the Scaled Python Martial Arts School, Xiao Xiangbei!

Both of them now carry a white sable and various precious prey stolen from other martial arts school disciples.

"Who do we have here? Aren't these the two senior brothers from the Scale Python Martial Arts School?"

"It's been over two years since I entered the martial arts school, and I still haven't broken through to the Transcendent Realm. How laughable!" Lin Hu immediately said sarcastically.

Liu Mingze snorted coldly, "A piece of trash is a piece of trash. If you can't break through to the Ming Jin level in two years, you might as well go home and farm!"

Lin Zhennan and Xiao Xiangbei were not angry. Instead, they turned around and shouted, "Broken Mountain Stake Lin Hu and Liu Mingze are here. Come and hunt them down!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the birds in the tree were startled and flew away, and the surrounding prey were enraged.

But this statement was quickly met with a response, as twenty or thirty martial artists surged in from all directions, including most of the martial artists from the Scaled Python Martial Arts School.

"So you're good at fighting? What good is being good at fighting anyway!"

"When you're out in the game, you need strength, status, and brains!" Lin Zhennan mocked mercilessly.

Xiao Xiangbei added, "I forgot to tell you two, all along this journey of burning, killing, and looting, my senior brother and I have been using your names. Enjoy this hunting feast!"

Hahahahaha.

Lin Hu and Liu Mingze truly never expected that these two shrewd people would be so cunning.

At the same time, he drew his arrow and was about to shoot Lin Zhennan and his companion.

At this moment, the surrounding martial artists surged forward. After a moment's hesitation, the two took off running.

Lin Zhennan and Xiao Xiangbei didn't give chase, but continued to use the names of Lin Hu and Liu Mingze to snatch prey from the martial arts school.

Meanwhile, on the other side...

Chen Jingyun and Chen Jingshu had a tough time running the Poshan Martial Arts School, mainly because their appearances were too striking.

The martial arts school was alright; everyone had their own principles and didn't offend the Broken Mountain Martial Arts School, which had two students with top-tier talent.

But the forces outside the county town wouldn't be so wary.

They were born and raised in the martial arts world, wandering the world without a fixed abode, and they were not afraid of your martial arts school coming to their door.

He lived a carefree life, doing whatever he pleased.

If you like something, grab it; if you love something, take it.

Even the imperial court's military officers couldn't do anything about them.

They formed groups that specifically hunted down beautiful female disciples in the county.

Furthermore, they realized that these participating martial arts schools were all fighting independently and were not as united as they had imagined.

They became even more unscrupulous, and four or five female disciples had already been persecuted and enjoyed their prey.

The bandits had their sights set entirely on the Chen Jingshu sisters.

"Senior sister, what should we do? If we run any further, we'll enter the valley. Once we're inside, we won't be able to find a way out and we'll be completely trapped."

Among his disciples were some who were also hunters, and he understood perfectly well that the reason these forces were doing this was to force him into the valley and trap him like a turtle in a jar.

Under extreme fear, everyone's physical strength will be greatly depleted, even for experts in Ming Jin.

Chen Jingshu and Chen Jingyun took a breath. The former's cold gaze swept around and she ordered, "Everyone, rest where you are and replenish your strength. Those guys shouldn't have caught up yet."

Except for the first day in the mountains, which was relatively peaceful, things started to go smoothly from that night onwards.

They had been on the run for several hours straight, and their strength was indeed running low.

The disciples lowered their heads silently, seemingly reminiscing about the peaceful times they spent training at the Poshan Martial Arts School.

Everyone practiced their skills peacefully and harmoniously, resting when tired and eating when hungry.

Some people slapped their foreheads in regret, wondering why they had come to join the fun. Now, they're in deep trouble and can't even save their lives.

Some disciples looked at Chen Jingyun and the other person with resentment, the admiring expression they usually had was gone.

They hated that their two senior sisters were so beautiful and charming, causing them to be constantly hunted down.

Even the martial arts examination could not proceed smoothly.

The atmosphere grew increasingly oppressive, and the high spirits that had followed their victory in the blood and qi contest were completely gone.

Just as everyone took out their food, lewd laughter rang out from all directions.

"Ladies, are you tired of running?"

"My brother and I are also Ming Jin martial artists. Don't resist. Come with us, and we'll go back to the mountain stronghold. From now on, we'll live a life of luxury. How about it?"

"Look at that cold and arrogant look. I'll teach her a lesson when I catch her later."

"Then it's settled. The other quiet one is mine."

"You scoundrel, stop spouting nonsense and come out!" Chen Jingyun's brows furrowed with anger as she gripped the slender longsword in her hand.

However, the laughter did not stop, and it grew increasingly dense all around.

All the disciples were on high alert, trembling and sweating profusely with tension. Ninety percent of them had never experienced actual combat.

I've only ever participated in some sparring matches between martial arts schools, but those never involved life or death, and were nowhere near as critical as today.

Although the Chen sisters encountered some troubles in the martial arts world while following their father.

But it was mostly the father who took action, and the two of them rarely had the chance to do so. Now, they were laughing so hard they were almost dizzy.

Unable to tell whether there were truly many people or if they were trying to mislead, he gritted his teeth and said, "Into the valley!"

Unexpectedly, the small group of bandits laughed even more terrifyingly upon hearing this: "They've taken the bait!"

The chase continued late into the night.

Each disciple had chapped lips, dull eyes, and numb legs; they didn't even have the strength to take a step forward, but they dared not turn back.

Because they were driven into the valley along with the Broken Mountain Pillar. Also, there's the Xianghong Martial Arts School, which has only female disciples.

They met Poshan halfway through their journey.

The eldest disciple, a martial artist specializing in internal energy, was surprisingly terrible with directions. He led his junior sisters on a wild rampage, resulting in fewer casualties among the other disciples, but it certainly gave them a hard time.

Fortunately, they encountered Chen Jingyun and others, and since they knew each other, they thought they could join forces to fight the enemy in this critical moment.

However, after a long journey and with everyone exhausted, Chen Jingshu and the others knew that if it really came down to a desperate resistance...

The disciples need physical strength and willpower, both of which are clearly lacking in the current group.

He glanced at Hongyu, the senior sister of Xianghong Martial Arts School, who was also exhausted and helpless.

"Oh no, there's no road ahead!"

"Whoosh whoosh!"

A dozen arrows shot from behind, striking the boulder in front of them with a clang.

"There's still a road on the left, let's give it another shot!"

It was a nameless, secluded path, overgrown with shrubs and wildly growing thorns.

It looks like a place with a large ambush set up.

Behind them, all around them, and on the high cliff in front of them, dozens of men holding torches appeared.

Chen Jingshu and her group realized they had missed their chance to escape.

"Do you dare to go down the side road?"

Run! I'll see where you go...

Roar--

A wolf's howl echoed through the valley.

Everyone's hair stood on end...