Therefore, no one in a small tribe like theirs has ever been able to awaken the power of the falcon.
At first, the thin man only suspected that Fu Xin had awakened the power of the falcon, but after he jumped like this, the man understood that Fu Xin had awakened the power of the falcon 100%.
The thin man looked at Fu Xin with a complicated look, which contained not only jealousy but also a strong sense of greed.
If he drank his blood, he might also awaken a little bit of the Falcon's power. In any case, having one more ability is always better, isn't it?
The thin man increased his speed to the extreme. Although Fu Xin's jumping distance was several times greater than his, this gap could be completely made up by speed.
The two gradually approached the top of the mountain. Fu Xin saw another crack on the top of the mountain that was as wide as a person, and his eyes lit up instantly.
Once you reach the crack, the speed of fighting will be greatly affected, and what determines victory or defeat will be strength rather than speed!
"This kid has some brains. He's not afraid of using the weak against the strong, and he knows how to choose the battlefield based on the opponent's weaknesses.
He chose the right battlefield, which means he is already halfway to victory!
If he could use his ability correctly, that skinny guy would probably die miserably!"
"However, although the crack is narrow and will restrict the opponent's movements, it also restricts his retreat.
If he tries to escape, it will only tie his hands and feet."
Mu Lingxiao raised his eyebrows. "Why would he run away? He has no speed advantage outside, and he'll be caught sooner or later. Since both options are likely to lead to being caught, why doesn't he choose the terrain that offers the most advantage to him?"
Lai Siyu listened very carefully and nodded in agreement. At this moment, Mu Lingxiao was like a teacher who patiently guided students, and Lai Siyu was a student who was eager to learn.
Although their cultivation is far higher than that of the people here, Fu Xin and his companions are not even qualified to be ants to Mu Lingxiao and Lai Siyu.
However, their most primitive fight gave Lai Siyu a lot of inspiration. With Mu Lingxiao's guidance, some of the fog in her heart gradually dissipated.
Now she truly understood what Mu Lingxiao had said to her before. The higher the cultivation level of a cultivator, the easier it was for him to lose his essence.
Monks always pursued more difficult and dazzling spells, relying on various spiritual and immortal tools. If they lost these tools, a high-level monk could be killed by monks of lower levels.
Just like her, after the space could not be opened, she actually complained many times in her heart, how inconvenient it was, she could not take things away, and she could not take the prey away after hunting.
The reason she had such thoughts was simply because she had always been too dependent on space.
Like Mu Lingxiao, he doesn't seem to be bothered at all by not being able to open the storage ring.
If you want to eat something, just use local ingredients.
The most important thing is to make yourself more casual and be able to adapt to various environments.
People like Fu Xin can also use bows and arrows and bone knives, but they rely most on their own strength.
This is their way of survival. Lai Siyu finally stopped wondering why there was so much spiritual energy here but no one was practicing Taoism. They focused on awakening the power of their bloodline.
This may also be because the people here have gradually developed a way to improve their abilities in order to adapt to the difficult living environment.
After all, this is the wilderness, and the ferocious beasts here are known for their size, strength, and speed. If humans do not improve their abilities in these aspects, they will be at the bottom of the food chain and eventually disappear.
Fu Xin did not disappoint the two people's expectations. The moment the thin man flashed into the gap, Fu Xin took out a huge stone from the mountain wall of the gap with one hand and smashed it on the thin man's head.
The thin man's head was smashed to pieces, and Fu Xin's hands were stained with red and white stuff.
Fu Xin couldn't help vomiting. The knife that had chopped the thin man's arm before he died had already sunk into his bone.
The intense pain mixed with the feeling of churning in his stomach, and Fu Xin's face suddenly turned pale.
However, he couldn't relax, after all, there might be someone following behind the thin man.
He endured the pain and discomfort in his stomach, turned over and jumped to the top of the mountain, and found the best position to hide.
Now it's his turn to set traps and hunt.
He cut a piece of animal skin from the animal skin apron around his waist, then put the bone knife in his mouth and pulled it out from his arm.
With a crisp sound of "crack", the bone knife in Fu Xin's mouth was broken into two pieces.
Blood immediately gushed out of his arm. Fu Xin held one end of the hide in his mouth, then used his hand to hold the other end and wrapped it around the wound on his arm...
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