Clayvin looked back and immediately stopped in his tracks.

Without any hesitation, he pulled Choi Min-joo, who was running beside him, sharply in front of him and then quickly squatted down.

Just then, Ye Feng's arrow flew out.

"Well!"

The arrow pierced through Choi Min-joo's body in just half a second.

Her pupils immediately began to dilate, and blood began to trickle from the corner of her mouth.

She never thought about winning the grand prize, nor did she ever think about participating in any games.

The only reason I came here was because I joined a wilderness camping club.

But I never expected to be brought here to suffer so much.

Perhaps in her last moments before death, her biggest regret was signing that contract.

She knelt down and slowly collapsed to the ground.

Clayvin immediately turned and ran, and Ye Feng quickly chased after him while nocking an arrow.

"Damn it! You think you can get away like this?! You're fucking dead today!"

Soon, Fu Changxiong caught up as well.

Now it's two against one, and the opponent is injured. They can now kill Clayvin without even needing bows and arrows.

"You worthless bastard, stand right there!"

Fu Changxiong brandished his axe and roared.

In less than 20 seconds, the distance closed, and Ye Feng stopped and prepared to fire.

Just as the arrow was aimed at the opponent's back, an arrow suddenly protruded directly from Clayvin's shoulder blade.

This arrow was shot from the front.

"Well!……"

Claywin was more decisive than Choi Min-joo; he didn't kneel down, but instead fell face down, straight onto the ground.

Ye Feng was overjoyed. Such penetrating power of arrows could only be achieved by Qi Xiaoyan's recurve bow, in addition to his own compound bow.

He was about to shout, but when he saw the figure walking in front of him clearly, his heart sank.

It was a man, just as tall as himself, but with a murderous look on his face.

Qi Xiaoyan's recurve bow was still hanging around his neck.

The person's appearance was already ingrained in his mind; it was both familiar and strange.

Ye Feng quickly drew back the bowstring and aimed at his opponent.

"Zhan Pengwu! What are you doing here?! What do you want?!"

Fu Changxiong frowned, and the axe he was gripping tightly began to tremble slightly.

This is a man even Navy SEALs fear; he possesses exceptional combat skills and a distinguished record.

He miraculously survived multiple sneak attacks from the third and fourth ranked opponents, and even nearly managed to kill them.

Absolutely the real killer on the leaderboard…

At this moment, Zhan Pengwu stopped and stood still, a flamboyant smile spreading across his face.

However, because his appearance was so frightening, the smile looked very sinister.

This gave Ye Feng and his companion goosebumps.

"Oh dear... what are you two doing? I'm here to help you."

"Put the arrow down first. That bow of yours is powerful enough to kill someone."

Ye Feng and Fu Changxiong were instantly stunned. This cold-blooded killer was nothing like the one they had imagined.

Why does this Mandarin, so full of Henan accent, sound so out of place?

"You... are Zhan Pengwu?"

Ye Feng still didn't put down his bow and arrow, and asked with a suspicious tone, his eyes still sizing up the person in front of him.

"Hey~ So it's not fake? It's genuine, no doubt about it!"

Zhan Pengwu patted his chest confidently.

"wrong!"

Ye Feng became alert again, and the arrow was aimed at his heart.

"Zhan Pengfei is from Shanxi, but why do you have a Henan accent?"

And how did Qi Xiaoyan's bow end up on you?!

Ye Feng kept a close eye on his every move. If the other party's answer was illogical, he would have to die just because he was carrying Qi Xiaoyan's bow.

In fact, Ye Feng was overthinking it.

Zhan Pengwu took the recurve bow down, shrugged, and made a seemingly amiable gesture.

He knew that the other party was his younger brother's savior, which was enough to show that Ye Feng was not a bad person.

In addition, given that he is Chinese and ranked first, becoming friends with him might allow them to help each other in the future.

"My brother said you were definitely in danger, so he asked me to come and help you."

The Yan you mentioned got ambushed by LeBron and his gang of bastards.

Fortunately, Vige and I arrived in time to save them.

You wouldn't believe it, Clayvin is a guy who loves to launch sneak attacks.

So I brought my bow with me...

After saying that, Zhan Pengwu went to Clayvin, who was still lying on the ground twitching slightly, and stepped on the back of his head.

At this moment, his eyes rolled back violently, and he could only inhale, not exhale.

"You son of a bitch, you're really a coward. You always try to ambush people, and you always end up getting beaten up."

"Don't rush to die. I swore an oath to Buddha that I must kill you with my own hands; using a weapon doesn't count."

After saying that, Zhan Pengwu's kind features suddenly changed, and his expression immediately became filled with murderous intent.

He casually tossed the recurve bow aside, then raised his calloused right hand high, making a downward chopping motion with his hand.

After a brief two-second pause to gather his strength, he let out a low shout.

"Um!"

The hand slashed downwards at lightning speed, landing instantly on the back of Clayvin's neck.

"Click!"

The dull, cracking sound of bones breaking is highly recognizable…

Clayvin's head and body instantly formed a low-angled "V" shape.

He also lost his life forever.

This move shocked Ye Feng and Fu Changxiong.

How much strength and precision would it take to cut off someone's neck with their bare hands?

Ye Feng swallowed hard and looked at Zhan Pengwu's deformed ears again.

This man was confirmed to be exactly as he had heard – an absolute top-tier expert.

Because there is indeed something special about his ears.

Ye Feng occasionally watches fighting shows, and he knows that these are called wrestling ears, also known as dumpling ears—

This ear condition is caused by fluid accumulation and hematoma resulting from a long-term fracture.

Repeated bleeding and residual blood accumulation eventually led to ear deformation and thickening, resulting in "dumpling ears".

This is mostly seen in wrestlers who practice ground wrestling for a long time.

In addition, Zhan Pengwu's calloused hands make his identity as a combat athlete very easy to identify.

"Hey! Let's hurry up and go, it's getting dark soon, and there are lots of poisonous insects in the woods."

With that, Zhan Pengwu tossed the recurve bow to Ye Feng.

"Here... I'll give it back to you..."

Ye Feng caught the bow, his feelings becoming even more complicated. He couldn't help but ask:

"Aren't you afraid I'll ambush you? You trust me that much?"

Zhan Pengwu stood with his hands on his hips, looking very confident.

"My brother said you're a good person, so I believe you."

Besides, setting up a bow takes time. If you really have any bad intentions…”

At this point, he gave a meaningful smile.

"Believe me, before you can even shoot an arrow, my knife will already be stuck in your head."