After he was hit by the rock, the strange bird released its beak and flew away.

Almost no one can survive such an injury, including the person who was caught by the strange bird.

Bright red blood flowed down his chest.

His body slid down even more slowly.

It had long since lost all signs of life.

The strange bird hated these people to the extreme. It was kind by nature, but after killing a person, it flew through the air while making loud cries!

"here you go!"

Li Qing smiled and gave the strange bird in the sky a thumbs up, congratulating it in his heart.

The remaining six warriors witnessed the tragic death of their brothers, and their eyes turned red with rage. They launched an even more ferocious attack on the three men with all their might.

Even Li Qing was quickly discovered by someone.

"Quick, he's right here! Come quick, take him down first, then figure out how to deal with the monster bird!"

The man waved his hand behind him in his tribe's language, speaking urgently.

Li Qing's body hunched slightly.

The place where he was hiding was narrow and ideal for a one-on-one fight.

If there are too many people on the other side, it will only add to their burden.

Before the other party could finish speaking, Li Qing stomped his feet on the grass, and with a series of crisp sounds, charged towards the other party!

This time, Li Qing's goal was no longer to buy time.

It was murder.

"Damn it, you actually dared to hit me..."

This guy was no pushover either. He finally reacted to Li Qing's preemptive strike, throwing a clean and decisive straight punch at Li Qing, while raising the pickaxe in his other hand high, ready to deliver a fatal blow to Li Qing.

Li Qing remained expressionless. He didn't even dodge, letting his opponent punch him in the chest. Instead, he changed his punch into a kick, and before the opponent's pickaxe could swing down, he delivered a merciless front kick, striking his opponent squarely in the groin!

Li Qing's attack and his opponent's attack were almost simultaneous. Just as his opponent struck Li Qing's chest, Li Qing also managed to kick his opponent's hip.

"Ouch... That fucking hurts! Looks like I underestimated his strength."

Li Qing felt a churning sensation in his chest, and a metallic sweetness rose in his throat. He involuntarily swallowed the mouthful of blood.

Compared to Li Qing, the other party's fate was much more tragic.

He was first jolted, then his face turned pale as he clutched his groin and staggered back several steps—he was in so much pain that he didn't even have the strength to curse. He kept his head down for a long time before painfully raising it and glaring angrily at Li Qing.

Li Qing looked at his face, which was contorted with pain, and chuckled, "What's wrong? Is it not okay? Anyway, when it comes to fighting, as long as you can win, there's nothing wrong with using some other methods. Besides, I really disliked the way you guys were harming the strange bird. So what if I kicked your groin? I'm lucky I didn't break your penis!"

If looks and words could kill, Li Qing would have died countless times over. The pain left Li Qing's opponent with no strength left to launch an attack on him except to retaliate with curses.

Li Qing walked up to the burly man with a cold face. Under the man's angry glare, he picked up the pickaxe from the man's hand and played with it for a moment: "Huh, such a sharp pickaxe, yet it's so light?"

Li Qing couldn't help but marvel at how incredibly light the pickaxe was. Holding it felt as effortless as holding a coffee cup in his previous life; he couldn't even feel its presence.

However, this pickaxe was clearly made with exceptional skill. Its sharpness made it perfectly suited for use as a weapon like a stone hammer or stone axe, which were widely used in combat. Those weapons were very heavy and cumbersome to hold, but this pickaxe was different; it was incredibly light and agile.

On the battlefield, the lighter and faster the weapon, the greater the advantage it can create. This is why, in ancient times, spears and swords were widely loved by soldiers and generals, while heavy weapons such as halberds and meteor hammers were rarely sought after.

"Could this pickaxe be made from Kino Rock? Then Kino Rock is truly extraordinary! If our tribe could also obtain Kino Rock and use it to make weapons, then the tribe's strength would definitely reach a new level!"

"But... why would there be a Kino Rock in a place like this?"

Li Qing, looking down at him, brandished his pickaxe and asked, "Hey, tell me, isn't this pickaxe made of that Kino rock?"

The burly man raised his head and glared angrily at Li Qing.

Cold sweat streamed down his forehead, but this time he managed to maintain his dignity.

He remained silent.

He simply watched Li Qing quietly.

"..."

Li Qing shook his head, thinking to himself that he probably wouldn't get any useful information out of him.

He then used a pickaxe to forcefully swing it at his head.

...

Li Qing looked at the man-made blood-red fountain, nodded in satisfaction, and praised, "Not bad, not bad. The result of actually using it did not disappoint me. This pickaxe is good. Until I make a new weapon from Kino Rock, this will be my weapon."

As they were talking, Li Qing suddenly noticed the snakeskin bag lying next to the dead strong man, and his eyes lit up.

Really!

It's all my fault!

He was so excited to see the pickaxe that he forgot about the Kino Rock he was carrying on his back!

Let's see what this Kino Rock looks like first, then take it back and show it to you!

Without further ado, Li Qing walked toward the snakeskin bag.

Swipe, swish—

"Someone else is coming."

Li Qing stopped in his tracks.

He then chuckled self-deprecatingly: "He called for reinforcements before he died. Looks like I got too excited and forgot about them."

"Come out, we'll take you down one by one, two by two."

Li Qing said with a smile.

"...wheat?"

Huh?

Li Qing was taken aback.

"What, Pan, was it you?" Li Qing asked. "You took them down?"

Pan and Atuna emerged from the bushes one after the other, their bodies covered in wounds and their complexions looking rather unwell.

Li Qing glanced behind the two of them, and seeing that there were no burly men following behind, asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Atuna mustered his courage and said, "Someone... ran away, ran away."

"What!?" Upon hearing this, Li Qing panicked. He almost lost control of his emotions and hurriedly asked, "How could this happen? How could he get away? Aren't there strange birds around? Even if he runs fast, there's no way he could escape from their pursuit!"

Atuna lowered his head, not daring to meet Li Qing's gaze, and whispered, "But... before he ran away, he shot something at the strange bird, and then the strange bird couldn't fly anymore. We were just watching the strange bird and didn't notice, so... we let him get away."