Chapter 46: Jungle Hunting

Chapter 46: Jungle Hunting

Philip thought of the trap that Lu Zhenqiu had set for him before. If he could do it, then he could do it too, right? He had also experienced it himself. He stepped on it and was hung upside down on the tree. If he didn't have such strong arm strength, ordinary people would not be able to save themselves.

How about he try to imitate it?

…

The four thousand people were not released into the forest at once, and the referees and high-ranking officials who supervised the competition also had to consider the balance of the game.

100 people form a group and enter the woods at the same time, then disperse and find places to hide, set traps or launch sneak attacks.

Of course, in the beginning, no attack was allowed until all the people had arrived and entered. Every five minutes, another 100 people entered. By the time all 4,000 people had entered the venue, most of the morning had already passed.

The referee then sounded the signal, announcing the official start of the fighting match.

In the huge forest, there are not only wild beasts, but also lurking hunters.

Philip and Joseph happened to be standing next to each other at the time and were divided into the same group and went deep into the forest together.

This was nothing, but what surprised both of them was...

How did Hansen get in? And how did he get next to them?

Hansen stuck out his tongue and said, "How is it? Am I awesome? Are you surprised? I found that no one would care if I got in. Prince Philip, I can help you now. I found that you are a road idiot and don't know where to go. Now you have me. Leave the marking to me. I will make sure you can get in and get out."

Hansen also looked at Joseph. He expected that this pair of fake brothers would definitely fight in this game, so he gave up on Joseph and turned to his good brother Philip.

In terms of strength, the two princes should be evenly matched, which made Joseph understand a truth: Hansen and Philip knew each other in real life, or they knew each other in the previous levels.

He knows so many people.

Joseph didn't want to say anything more to them, he just walked away to the other side.

Philip then pulled Hansen to a less crowded place: "I, this...ah, no, brother, aren't you finally safe? Why are you participating in a martial arts competition again? Aren't you afraid of getting hurt again?"

"Ah? Didn't the referee say that carrying weapons and killing are not allowed? It looks... very safe..."

This kid... is really a hundred times more innocent than him...

"Well... okay, now that you're in, I can't let you out. Just stay by my side and take good care of yourself, especially your wounds and burns. Be careful not to get infected."

"I know, I know, Philip, you are still as nagging as an old mother."

The two walked a little further into the forest on the other side.

Some of the players saw Philip during the race, and they all walked around the road and through the bushes.

Afraid that Voldemort's actions would not be standard enough and he would be caught.

Isn't this nonsense? Who would want to provoke a strong enemy and get themselves killed so quickly?

It's as easy for the boxing champion to kill them as it is to pinch a bean sprout.

Little did people know that Philip is still saving people, and he has no intention of eliminating anyone now.

Hansen thought for a while and said, "Philip, I actually thought about this before. This competition is a 4,000-player elimination race with a 50% chance of remaining. The chances of winning are still quite high, so I think most people have two strategies. One is to find someone to form a team and help each other. Of course, groups of more than a dozen or twenty people are not excluded. Of course, another strategy is to find a secret place in the forest to hide and wait for the other players to kill each other. He will come out after the number of players is reduced to 2,000."

Philip nodded. "You're right. It seems your anger didn't damage your brain. It's still working well. I'll buy you a big chicken drumstick when I get out."

Philip was actually quite touched by Hansen's move to come in and help him. After all, he could have sat back and rested outside, enjoying the superiority that the money in this world brought him, but he still took the risk to come in and help him.

He had clearly completed his mission...

Oh, by the way, speaking of his mission...

Philip asked, "Your Majesty, what is the next mission you will receive?"

"Ah...?" Hansen didn't expect his brother to ask this question. He touched the back of his head and answered honestly, "The next task is... to find a way to meet Princess Aurora again and talk to her."

So he still has to help Philip. If his good brother unfortunately fails in the mission, he will cry bitterly, and it will also mean that his mission will be difficult to complete.

Both in public and in private, he and Chu Chengan should help each other.

"Good brothers must go all the way together!" Hansen hooked Philip's arm like an octopus, fearing that Philip would think he had some plans against him and displease his powerful fighting ability, and he would lose himself.

Unexpectedly, Philip hugged his good brother tightly.

"Don't be afraid. We will clear the levels together and return to the real world together. If there are more levels in the world, I will take you with me."

"Woo woo, Chu...ah, no, Philip, you really touched me. It turns out that I didn't reserve a place for you in vain for the past three years."

Wang Anyuan almost gave himself away. He must have been warned by the system.

"Be careful not to call out my real-life name, or you will be wiped out by the system."

"Yeah, I'll be careful."

After the two walked away, a head popped out from the bushes behind them.

Oh my god, the fishy smell of soil and grass really suffocated him. He didn't feel the sunny and energetic side of nature at all. It seemed that his nihilism would not be cured in the short term.

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Nearly half an hour had passed since the official martial arts competition in the forest began.

The dark environment in the forest is different from the arena under the sun. There is no need to fight head-on. Some people who usually have no skills and cannot go on the stage can now display their unique skills.

Of course, Philip Hansen's place was still calm. They saw a few people lying on the road ahead. After feeling their breath, they found that some were knocked unconscious, some were hit hard on the head, or had their necks cut by stones. They had already gone to the Western Paradise to cultivate immortality.

Hansen pulled his friend up and said, "Don't snoop. Aren't you afraid of someone lying on the ground pretending to be dead in order to get through the competition? This is still a good situation. What if someone pretends to be dead to attack you? When you sniff his breath, you will definitely be unprepared. What if..."

Philip suddenly realized: "I never expected, Hansen, that you always slacked off during boxing practice, but now you have so many unorthodox methods."

"No, man, isn't the Internet full of...um, negative stuff? Don't you usually go online?" Haven't you learned to be on guard against others?

"Ah...? Me? I have to run every morning and evening, and I have to take boxing classes outside of school after class. I don't have much time to surf the Internet."

No wonder even though he has become the top student among this group of young people in terms of skills, his mind is still as pure as that of a little white rabbit that has not been exposed to the world.

Both of them stood up and ignored the body on the ground.

Hansen asked again: "Then should we go find other players to duel?"

"They didn't provoke us... they just kicked out someone they didn't know..."

Hansen held onto a tree and touched his chest.

Something seems wrong...

He finally figured it out. Philip, no, it should be said that the real person in him is Chu Chengan. He is really a saint. Did he come to this game just to get killed?

Philip suddenly stopped, as if he remembered something: "No, I have to speed up the game, my friend is still waiting for me in the castle."

"You finally remembered."

Then Philippe ran forward to find his hidden opponent, while Hansen struggled to catch up. How could he outrun a long-distance running champion? Even as a student from a sports school who was given 100 pounds of extra weight, he couldn't run fast...

The players Philip met along the way looked at him running as hard as if he had seen a ghost, but their running skills were not on the same level.

One of the arrested teenagers, who looked about 16 years old, waved his hands repeatedly, signaling Philip not to hurt him and that he would give him whatever he wanted.

He also said: "Wait a minute, can I get out of the forest by myself? I will tell the referee that I have surrendered and am eliminated."

"The forest is so big, you may not be able to find the way out quickly. Besides, I can't escort you all the way out of the forest. How can I know if you will really get out?"

"I really, really don't want to stay here any longer. It's dark and eerie here, just like the story I heard when I was a kid about an old witch who ate human flesh hiding in the forest. I pulled out a lot of grass to bury myself, but... but you pulled me out halfway through..."

This guy is quite good at talking. Philip is not a three-year-old child anymore. If he wants to sleep under the grass so much...

Philip punched the kid, who looked a year or two younger than him, and knocked him unconscious.

He had learned a special fighting technique where he could hit someone in a certain area to make them unconscious without damaging their brain. This punch should put the kid to sleep for three to five hours.

The referee would bring people in to "pick up corpses" regularly, right? Otherwise, it would be hard to deal with him if he knocked someone out...

Philip collected a lot of "heads" on his way forward. He did not wait for Hansen. He had already eliminated all the dangers in front of him, so Hansen who was chasing after him must be safe as well.

Chu Chengan had always been surprisingly optimistic about this, thinking that these players would want to run away when they saw him, that they were all weak, until...