A bonfire was lit in Qingyang Mountain.
The aroma of meat filled the air, while wolves lurked all around.
Li Fan remained calm, showing no fear whatsoever.
This confidence doesn't come from the campfire, but from its own strength.
After three years of time travel, he spent those three years hunting beasts in Qingyang Mountain.
These wolves are no match for him now.
He didn't kill them because the life force of ordinary wild beasts could no longer provide him with any benefit.
Strangely enough, Li Fan struggled for three years in the apocalypse without awakening his supernatural abilities.
After transmigrating, he immediately awakened supernatural abilities.
He named his superpower "Blood Drinking" because its function is to plunder blood and energy to strengthen himself.
Thanks to his blood-drinking ability, Li Fan's physical strength and power have long surpassed those of many martial artists.
Except for not experiencing any so-called "qi sensation," he was no different from a martial artist.
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roar!
When the wolf pack reached thirty members, the wolf king's whimper turned into a roar.
The surrounding wolves were eager to attack.
Li Fan picked up the hardwood bow, drew it to its fullest extent, and shot an arrow like a shooting star.
The wolf king fell to the ground, and the pack of wolves scattered in all directions.
After eating his fill, Li Fan began practicing his knife skills.
The Blood Burning Annihilation Slash is indeed suitable for someone with abundant blood and energy like him.
......
"Fan-ge'er, what good stuff did you hunt in the mountains this time?"
"Aunt Wang, we only managed to hunt one wolf pelt."
"Even a wolf pelt is good enough!"
Aunt Wang gave a thumbs up, and after Li Fan left, she turned to look at the middle-aged man who was eating.
"Useless thing, all you know how to do is eat!"
Liu Laogen quickly dodged away with his bowl in hand; this woman was truly unpredictable.
How can I compare to Xiao Fan? He can hunt tigers and wolves all by himself, while I can at most feed these beasts a good meal.
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Qingyang Town, the only grocery store in town.
The most eye-catching item in the shop is a tiger skin.
The tiger skin was covered with knife marks.
This tiger skin was hunted by Li Fan two years ago.
If it weren't for so many knife marks, the tiger skin wouldn't have been left in this shop.
"Fan-ge'er is back. What good stuff did he hunt this time?"
"A gray wolf pelt!"
Li Fan casually tossed the wolf pelt aside.
"Fan-ge'er, this isn't normal for you..."
Before he could finish saying the word "level," Wang Laoliu was dumbfounded.
He held up the wolf skin and the tiger skin and gestured with them.
Good heavens!
It's bigger than that tiger.
This is definitely the king of the mountains.
Upon closer inspection, there was only one bloody hole in the fur.
One blow kills.
"Brother Fan, how about three taels of silver?"
"Sixth Uncle, whatever you say is fine!"
"Fan-ge'er, with your physique, it would be great if you could learn martial arts. It's a pity that Qingyang Town is too small and there are no martial artists at all."
Amidst Wang Laoliu's sighs, Li Fan left the grocery store.
Learning martial arts is, of course, a must.
However, before that, he needs to raise his strength to the point where it can't be raised any higher.
The outside world is not as peaceful as Qingyang Town.
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"You're back?"
In the courtyard, a middle-aged man with a stubble beard looked up at Li Fan.
Chen Kui was the one who rescued him from Qingyang Mountain and also the one who taught him the Burning Blood Annihilation Slash.
"Um!"
“I deposited five taels of silver for you at the Li family’s shop.”
"Preparing for a long trip?"
"Go deep into the mountains!"
Be careful.
"Um!"
After finishing his meal, Li Fan left the courtyard with the food box.
Chen Kui's eyes dimmed as he watched Li Fan leave.
He's a promising talent.
Unfortunately, the Tianzi Camp's martial arts techniques cannot be passed down.
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After finishing his meal, Li Fan carried a large piece of meat to Liu's blacksmith shop.
Inside the shop, a muscular, shirtless man was forging a hoe handle.
"Xiao Fan is here?"
"I'll go pour you some tea."
The woman who had been blowing the air got up.
"Sister Miao, you rest first, I'll help Brother Liu!"
Li Fan pulled the bellows to deliver air evenly and keep the fire in the furnace stable.
Liu Dachui finished forging the hoe in one go.
"Xiao Fan, what are you planning to fight this time?"
"Arrows!"
"Xiao Fan, this habit of yours is not good. You should remember to retrieve the arrows you shoot. This will save you a lot of ore!"
"I'll definitely do it next time!"
"You little rascal, you always say the same thing!"
Liu Dachui handed over the hammer, but Li Fan didn't respond.
It's not that we don't want to recycle, it's that we can't.
Most of the arrows were broken into pieces.
He usually practices archery on a cliff.
Only there will no trace be discovered.
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Li Fan took the hammer and began forging.
This forging skill was also taught to him by Liu Tiechui.
Although the world is in a bad state, Qingyang Town is a rare haven of peace.
Remote, lacking resources, and poor!
This is a place that even tax officials are too lazy to come and plunder.
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Watching the bow and arrow become increasingly outrageous.
Liu Dachui shook his head helplessly.
This kid's arrows are almost as thick as two fingers.
That ordinary hardwood bow was simply unable to unleash the power of its arrows.
Just then, Liu Dachui seemed to have thought of something.
He went into the inner room, lifted the bluestone floor, and underneath was a wooden box as tall as a person.
Upon opening the wooden box, a metal bow with a metallic sheen was revealed.
He held the iron-rimmed bow in his hand, examined it for a moment, and then made up his mind.
It seems this family heirloom iron bow has found its owner.
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"Xiao Fan, give it a try!"
Li Fan took the iron bow and exerted a little force.
The first time, it didn't even open!
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Finally, I've seen you get your comeuppance."
“My family’s heirloom iron-core bow is no ordinary iron-core bow.”
"For an ordinary iron-framed bow to be drawn to the full moon, the arms must have the strength of ten stones."
One stone of force is more than ninety catties.
Ten units of strength, that's nearly a thousand pounds.
Many first-rank martial artists' so-called strength of a thousand jin is nothing more than being able to lift a thousand jin of weight with both hands.
This is completely different from being able to draw a bow with a ten-stone capacity.
Seeing Li Fan's discomfiture, Liu Dachui chuckled and added, "Little Fan, don't be discouraged. My family's heirloom iron-core bow is different from ordinary ones."
"To draw a bow like a full moon, one's arms must be thirty bushels thick..."
Liu Dachui hadn't finished speaking yet.
The iron-rimmed bow was now as full as a moon.
He swallowed hard.
His gaze toward Li Fan was filled with shock.
"Xiao Fan, you're a monster!"
"Brother Liu, thank you so much!"
"Just for the fact that you called me 'Big Brother,' I made the right choice in giving the Iron Bow to the right person!"
"Let's go!"
After Li Fan left, Miao Cuihua took the meat to the backyard to smoke it.
Upon opening the package, one could see the silver scraps on the meat.
She picked up the silver and chased after him, but Li Fan had already disappeared.
"Cuihua, put it away!"
"Have you forgotten the time he hunted a wild boar and sent it to you when you returned the money?"
Upon hearing the word "wild boar," Miao Cuihua felt a churning in her stomach.
That wild boar was eaten by the family for two whole months.
At first it was fresh meat, but then it was all hard, smoked meat.
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The next morning, Li Fan carried the Iron Bow and set off towards Qingyang Mountain.
Hunt down monsters and continue to grow stronger.
After struggling for three years in the apocalypse, he desperately craved power.
This world, though it has order, is also governed by the strong.
If you want to control your own destiny, the only way is to become stronger.
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