The Second Talent, Continuous Awakening

[You have completed the setup of a small trap. Your Trap Arts proficiency +2.]

[Your trap has injured an enemy. Your Trap Arts proficiency +2.]

Seeing the information appear on the panel, Chen Feng's eyes held a hint of surprise. He hadn't expected Trap Arts to improve this quickly.

Moreover, as he looked at the panel's messages, a cold gleam flickered in his gaze.

This Wang Hu was actually so relentless in hunting him down.

A mere Quasi-Hunter Order couldn't possibly hold such appeal.

From the looks of it, Huang Lao Si must be pulling the strings behind the scenes.

Chen Feng's expression was icy, murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

For the other party to so brazenly target his family clearly meant they held him in no regard at all.

Bang!

Another muffled sound rang out.

Chen Feng's expression shifted slightly as he continued forward.

After mastering the Forest Running skill, his proficiency kept increasing steadily, and Chen Feng could feel the change. Though he was moving through these woods, as his proficiency rose, he gradually sensed a feeling of merging with the forest itself.

Amid this thorn-choked wilderness, it was as if he encountered almost no obstacles at all.

Realizing this, Chen Feng began deliberately diving into denser thickets.

This sight directly enraged Wang Hu, who was chasing from behind, his face twisting with fury.

"Damn gutter rat, the bastard can really run."

Wang Hu's face was ugly.

After kicking apart another simple buried wooden spike, he quickly resumed the pursuit.

Rage simmered in his heart.

He hadn't expected that hunting down a mere gutter rat would cause him trouble.

He could see Chen Feng roughly a few hundred meters ahead.

But every time he was just about to close the gap, Chen Feng slipped away.

And now, watching the surrounding trees grow denser, a hint of anxiety crept into his expression.

"No, I can't let this drag on any longer. I have to take him down, or this trip will be a huge loss."

Thinking of the two underlings he'd lost, Wang Hu finally made up his mind.

He let out a cold shout. "Chen Feng, dying under the Iron Arm Technique is an honor you can be proud of."

Chen Feng, who had been watching his skill proficiency rise steadily ahead, heard Wang Hu's roar from behind.

A sneer formed in his heart.

He paid it no mind.

He intended to keep pushing forward.

But in that instant, he clearly sensed a rumbling from behind. He quickly glanced back, and his expression shifted.

Behind him, Wang Hu had let out a great roar.

Chen Feng felt Wang Hu's blood and qi surge, the man's face instantly turning red-hot.

At the same time, Wang Hu's arms clashed together with a thunderous boom.

Then, rings of iron wrapped around each arm were revealed.

Wang Hu let out a loud laugh.

He no longer bothered with the small traps Chen Feng had set or the trees and thorns ahead.

Instead, he charged straight toward Chen Feng in great strides.

Whatever stood in his way was smashed to pieces.

"So this is the power of a martial artist?" Chen Feng's expression changed, his heart exclaiming in shock.

He didn't dare linger any longer.

Just from the sound of trees and thorns collapsing behind him, he knew he was no match.

Without another word, he lowered his head and sprinted forward.

At the same time, he seized every opportunity to loose an arrow.

Bang!

Most were deflected by Wang Hu's arms.

But some struck Wang Hu's legs.

But what surprised Chen Feng was that these arrows had only inflicted some superficial wounds on Wang Hu.

This made his heart grow even heavier.

"Just a Ranked Martial Artist—is he this strong?"

He finally had some vague understanding of why Huang Lao Si could build such a large courtyard outside the county town.

And why the villagers of Black Mountain Village dared not retaliate.

Just then, Chen Feng's eyes lit up with joy. "Could it be that a new skill is leveling up first?"

[Your Forest Running skill proficiency has increased.]

[Your Forest Running skill proficiency has risen to 1%.]

[You have awakened a new skill talent: As If Walking on Flat Ground. Your speed increases by 1.]

Name: Chen Feng

Cultivation: Uninitiated

Martial Arts: None

Skills: Nutrient Absorption (Beginner 81%), Basic Archery (Proficient 12%), Trap Arts (Beginner 87%), Forest Running (Proficient 1%)

Talents: Beginner Talent Hundred-Step Piercing Willow (Within a hundred paces, your archery hits every shot.)

Beginner Talent As If Walking on Flat Ground (When running through forests, your speed increases by 10%.)

"So this is the kind of talent?" Chen Feng's eyes gleamed with delight.

In that instant, he felt a surge of energy flow into his legs.

The next moment, it was as if his own body weight had lightened considerably.

With each step, his speed surged noticeably compared to before.

"It works."

Chen Feng rejoiced inwardly.

At that very moment, Wang Hu behind him changed expression. "How is this possible?"

He had been on the verge of catching up to Chen Feng.

He never expected that, in an instant, Chen Feng's speed would seem to accelerate abruptly.

His face shifted slightly. Could it be that this Chen Feng was also a martial artist?

Otherwise, how could this be?

Just then, the Chen Feng in his sight stopped a hundred paces away, let out a loud laugh, and fired several arrows straight at him in quick succession.

Though Wang Hu dodged swiftly, two arrows still slipped through and struck his left knee.

"Aaaah! Chen Feng, I'll kill you!"

Wang Hu roared in fury, his eyes practically blazing with rage.

With a bellow, he charged forward at full speed.

He did not notice the faint smile curling at the corner of Chen Feng's lips as he fled ahead.

Ahead lay a dense thicket of brambles, dominated by tangled thorny vines.

Chen Feng moved with incredible speed, and Wang Hu, startled and enraged, naturally dared not let him escape.

He gave chase without hesitation.

The next moment, he crushed another few small wooden-trap triggers underfoot.

Wang Hu's face was full of anger and scorn. Did this fool think a few little traps could stop him?

But he had no idea.

Ahead, Chen Feng fled as if walking on flat ground, his smile growing wider and wider.

Finally, as another trap was destroyed, Chen Feng's face lit up with joyful surprise.

On the panel, new information refreshed rapidly.

[Your Trap Arts has caused some trouble for an enemy. Proficiency +2.]

[Your Trap Arts has advanced to Proficient.]

[You have awakened a new skill talent: Nimble Hands, Quick Mind!]

"Indeed, war is the fastest way to improve," Chen Feng thought to himself.

Then he plunged headlong into the brambles again, quickly checking what effect this newly awakened talent had.

That Wang Hu was a martial artist. If Chen Feng hadn't awakened the As If Walking on Flat Ground talent, he would have fallen into Wang Hu's hands long ago.

This made Chen Feng even more eager to become a martial artist.

And he believed that with the talent panel, there was definitely no problem.