The next morning, An Moxue led the two little ones into the mountains from the back of the mountain early in the morning.
This was An Moxue's first trip to the mountains since her last visit to the ancestral graves. She wanted to take advantage of the day to dig up as many medicinal herbs as possible that she didn't have in her spatial storage.
But she was unaware that a pair of eyes had been watching her every move since just a few days after her return, waiting for an opportunity to strike.
A hunter lying in wait will patiently observe its prey in order to better capture it, and will never make a move unless it is the best time.
However, some hunters often appear as prey themselves.
The day after An Moxue returned from the ancestral graves, she felt a pair of eyes watching her. However, no matter how discreetly she searched, she couldn't find the person, which made her even more cautious.
He watched as An Moxue led the two little ones into the mountains, trailing far behind. He knew from other sources that An Moxue was too cunning and not easy to deal with, and he was afraid of being discovered by her.
He felt that as long as An Moxue went deep into the forest and was alone without any reinforcements, he would be very confident in capturing her. As for martial arts, how powerful could a little girl in her teens be?
Could it be that he, who has been practicing martial arts since he was five years old, has been doing so for fifty years and still has great talent, is still no match for a little girl?
But when he entered the forest and followed her for a while, his expression turned serious. He was so surprised that the girl was so good at agility. This meant that it would be even harder for him to catch her when she was on the run, so he had to be more careful in his pursuit.
As An Moxue ventured deeper into the forest, digging for medicinal herbs, the feeling of unease she felt grew stronger.
Even in the forest, she didn't forget to carry a large basket on her back. However, once the basket was full of herbs, she would transfer some of them to her spatial dimension. She always believed that caution was the best policy, and it was never wrong to be careful in anything.
And so, An Moxue carefully observed every detail around her, silently making her way deeper into the forest. She always believed that the forest was the best protection, and that by making effective use of the plants and animals in the forest, she could deal with people much stronger than herself more efficiently and effortlessly.
Especially now, she hasn't detected any enemies. There are only two possibilities: either the enemy is stronger than her, or she's just imagining things. But as her martial arts skills and internal energy have deepened, her sixth sense has become stronger, and she leans more towards the first possibility.
An Moxue was a little uneasy. Her martial arts skills were stuck at the third level, and she had been unable to advance to the fourth level for a long time. The first three levels were the beginner stage and were all easy to pass.
Once she passes the fourth level, it will be a qualitative leap, but something is missing, which puzzles her and makes her a little anxious. Could today be an opportunity?
That's why she went to great lengths to venture deep into the forest.
Around noon, An Moxue took out food from her basket, sat on a withered tree, and slowly ate, still carrying the basket on her back.
Suddenly, she sensed someone approaching, and instantly stood up, turning halfway around to dodge the man's punch.
A man in his fifties came into An Moxue's view. The man threw a punch, and An Moxue ducked to the side.
"Hey! Uncle, stop! I don't know you. Why did you come up and attack me without saying anything? That's wrong."
An Moxue shouted "Stop!" but her hands and feet didn't slow down at all. She countered with a side kick, and the man didn't back down either, reaching out to grab her.
"Hey, uncle, are you some kind of pervert? How can you grab a girl's foot like that? You're shameless! You're such a lecher, taking advantage of a weak woman like me. Your parents would be furious if they were in the afterlife. You've brought shame to your ancestors. They would want to jump out of their coffins and beat you to death, you unfilial descendant."
An Moxue retaliated while muttering to herself, which didn't delay her attack at all.
The man grew impatient, and she even brought up her parents and ancestors. This was outrageous! This little brat, who didn't know her place, needed to be taught a lesson.
"Shut up!" the man roared, his punches becoming even more forceful.
"Oh dear! Looks like I've hit the nail on the head. Your ancestors are turning in their graves. How unlucky they were to have a descendant like you, always targeting innocent young girls. You old lecher, and you can't even let anyone talk about it. How shameful! How did you manage to grow up with such a thick skin?"
An Moxue was finding it increasingly difficult to fight. She had already gauged the man's strength. With a quick movement, she pulled a longsword from her basket and threw it at the man. It was a straight slash, but the man dodged it.
"Little girl, I underestimated you."
"That's right. Don't you even know who your great-aunt is? How dare you, a little turtle, covet her? A turtle grandson is a turtle grandson. He should stay in his shell. What are you doing out here? You're annoying."
An Moxue got more and more addicted to the fight; this guy's got some skills! His kung fu is really impressive.
She was also quite skilled with words, and she never stopped, hitting and cursing at the same time.
It also ignited the man's anger. A martial arts practitioner over fifty years old, who had been respected for half his life, had never been insulted like this since birth. How could he bear it? He couldn't help but become even more ruthless in his attack.
An Moxue was afraid of being taken advantage of by this person, so she raised her voice, but she never received a response. She figured it was because the two little ones had moved away from her.
She slashed again with her knife and immediately ran away without looking back. She whistled a few more times, and the man quickly gave chase. She hadn't run far when the man caught up with her and kicked her hard. An Moxue couldn't dodge in time. Her calf went numb, and then a piercing pain spread through her. Her movements slowed down, and she was hit a few more times by the man.
An Moxue was now completely enraged. She attacked relentlessly, ignoring everything else and exchanging blows for blows. Gradually, knife wounds appeared on the man's body, shoulders, and arms.
An Moxue was getting more and more into the fight, and her injuries were increasing. Just as the man's fist was about to hit An Moxue's face, and An Moxue had nowhere to dodge or retreat, she dodged the punch with incredible speed. The fist even pierced her hair. An Moxue successfully advanced to the fourth level. She was right. Advancement to this level required stimulation and enlightenment in a life-or-death moment.
After advancing to the next level, An Moxue's confidence soared, and she adopted an even more reckless fighting style, trading injuries for injuries. However, when she was injured now, it was less severe than before.
They both practiced ancient martial arts, although their styles were different. However, the man still noticed An Moxue's changes and was amazed by her talent. It was terrifying that she could improve so quickly in battle!
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