"Sir, you're a good player!"
"I shot it, I shot it."
"As expected of a skilled fighter who can fight a tiger, he is indeed very agile."
"Hahahaha, hunting like this is still so comfortable. Beasts are stupid, how can they compare to the excitement of hunting like this!"
…
With the advantage of being familiar with the terrain, I dodged several waves of arrow attacks, but instead of running away directly, I secretly turned back.
If I had only practiced the Bull Power Fist, I would have probably just left.
But when I was practicing the Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist, it seemed as if a tiger demon was roaring in my mind. I dodged the attack the first time, but then turned back quietly.
Then I got the truth that shocked me.
The people who ambushed me were not family members who attacked me because of dissatisfaction with the distribution of family interests, nor were they enemies who secretly gave me the family secret recipe.
He is the son of the county magistrate. I have never met him in my life and I am not familiar with him at all.
It can be said that there is no grudge in the past and no hatred in the present.
They knew the same thing, but they didn't care at all. They treated me as if I were no different from the wild beasts in the mountains, openly hunting me as their prey.
"Is the blockade closed? Chase it quickly, we can't let this prey escape. I want to kill today's prey myself!"
The young man in gorgeous clothes who was surrounded by the crowd gave the order, his face full of excitement.
I felt murderous intent in my heart.
I suddenly figured out the puzzle that had been puzzling me.
Uncle Kili has always been cautious and never ventured into the mountains. Why did he die in the mountains without a sound? Even the family investigation could not find any trace of him.
If all this was done by the son of the county magistrate, then it would be reasonable.
There are often old hunters like Uncle Jili who disappear silently in the mountains all year round. People usually think that it is the work of monsters in the mountains.
But the old hunter is more cautious than ordinary people.
It died silently in the mountains. It turned out that it was not attacked by monsters, but by people.
I secretly bent my bow and drew my arrow, ready to kill the young man in brocade clothes with one arrow, but the middle-aged man next to the young man suddenly stretched out his right hand and stuck a piece of talisman paper on the young man in brocade clothes.
"Oh no! The tracking talisman is glowing. The man hasn't left and is nearby."
when!
The sword shot out like a meteor, heading straight for the eyes of the young man in brocade clothes, but stopped three feet in front of him, and the arrow body shattered.
An illusory light shield shimmering with golden light appeared in front of him.
When the arrow missed, I turned and left.
The next moment, my hiding place was pricked like a hedgehog.
I know, I have no chance!
The son of a county lord is surrounded by many talented people.
I have seen at least five people who are good at marrow training.
There is also the middle-aged man who posted the talisman paper.
I killed two Lian Sui masters and eight guards, and was hit by countless arrows. Finally, I was shot by a talisman paper.
Surrounded by a pillar of fire more than ten feet long.
From a distance, I could see the young man in brocade clothes hiding in the crowd, staring at me with malicious eyes.
"Leave him with his last breath, and I will chop off his head with my own hands."
I jumped off a cliff, but there was no adventure. After landing, I couldn't get up again and everything was completely dark.
…
Zhang Mingtu watched the whole thing in silence.
The ancient scroll unfolds, and the family is extremely prosperous, but the brushwork is not too heavy.
The martial arts are deeply rooted in his bones, and he is a little excited. Only when Uncle Kili dies does the writing there seem scattered.
In the end, the whole situation calmed down in the midst of the bloody battle, but the last words written were full of murderous intent, like a bloodthirsty tiger that devours people.
"call!"
The murderous intent seemed to rush into his mind and soul. Zhang Mingtu was momentarily affected by it, and his eyes became slightly red.
In my mind, a colorful tiger stretched out its claws and bared its teeth, leaping and pouncing, its blood-red eyes shining brightly.
“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!”
Zhang Mingtu took several deep breaths before suppressing the murderous intent.
Even so, he felt that a ferocious murderous intent was about to burst out of his chest at any time, and it was difficult to suppress!
The tiger demon's ferocious and brutal murderous intent can only be released through killing. Suppression will only make it more ferocious and violent.
Zhang Mingtu lowered his head, and the image of the county magistrate's son appeared in his mind again.
The young man had red lips and white teeth, and wore luxurious clothes, which made him look rich and noble. However, his lips were thin and his eyes were narrow, which made him look cold and mean.
"Han Geng!"
Whispering these two words, Zhang Mingtu silently clenched his fists.
After pondering for a moment, he turned and went to Zhang Jili's house.
From a distance, I saw Zhang Jili playing with his son.
The two men were attacking and defending with wooden swords, but his son, who was only four or five years old, had no idea what to do.
Zhang Jili played with him back and forth, making his son laugh out loud.
"Why are you here? Are you running out of meat again?"
Zhang Mingtu shook his head, took out a jar from behind and placed it on the wooden table in the yard.
"I know you love wine, Uncle Kili, so I brought you a jar of wine. As for hunting, my skills have improved recently, and I'm afraid I'm about to become an apprentice."
"Um?"
Zhang Jili looked puzzled.
Zhang Mingtu smiled without saying anything. Seeing a large bow hanging in front of Zhang Jili's hall, he turned around and took it, bent the bow, put an arrow on it, and shot three arrows in a row.
Zhang Jili was somewhat disdainful when he first met Zhang Mingtu, but when he saw him drawing the bow and arrow, he was shocked.
Ordinary people use their arm strength to bend the bow, but real archery masters use their back muscles to generate power.
It’s not your hands that get sore from long-term archery, but your back.
Zhang Mingtu used all his back muscles to exert his strength, bending the bow and drawing the arrow in one go. He shot three arrows in succession, but only one made a sound when it hit the ground.
The next arrow shot along the tail of the previous arrow and split it into two pieces.
Three consecutive arrows landed in the same place.
"this……"
Zhang Jili was stunned for a moment. He was not very talented in martial arts at home, but his archery skills were excellent among the escort agency, which was the result of his many years of practice.
However, compared with Zhang Mingtu's archery skills, his archery skills are far behind.
"Have you been practicing archery?"
“I haven’t practiced much.”
Indeed, I hardly practiced in this life, but in another life I was taught by a top archery master.
With the support of the basic knowledge of martial arts, it took more than a year to reach this level.
Zhang Jili looked puzzled. He often visited Zhang Mingtu's home, so he knew that Zhang Mingtu had never practiced archery since he was a child.
He stared blankly at the arrow that was divided into four sections. After a long time, a little light appeared in his eyes again.
He sighed deeply before saying, "I didn't believe before that the Tatars on the steppes were born with the ability to ride and shoot, but after meeting you, I believe it now."
"With your level, if I follow you into the mountains, I'll just be holding you back."
"The other day I took you hunting, and you were so dazed the whole time. I thought you were just clueless and lacked talent. Now it seems so ridiculous."
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