Talent: Nimble Hands, Quick Mind (Your trap-setting speed increases by 10%, the lethality of traps you set increases by 10%, and your Spirit +1.)
Chen Feng's eyes lit up. "It actually increased two attributes by 10% at once?"
That was rather unexpected!
Moreover, at that moment, countless methods for setting simple traps flooded into his mind.
He then continued onward.
Several dozen minutes later.
After Wang Hu furiously blasted the thornbush before him into powder.
He had originally been preparing to charge ahead.
But when he saw the somewhat familiar surroundings.
His footsteps came to a slight halt.
"How could it be here?" Wang Hu was horrified.
At the same time, the instant his guard relaxed.
Boom! All of a sudden.
A muffled sound rang out.
Immediately afterward, an arrow shot straight at him.
Seeing where it had come from, Wang Hu's heart was instantly consumed by rage again.
Boom!
He threw two punches, smashing the arrow to pieces.
Then he stomped his foot and charged several meters forward.
Looking at Chen Feng, who was not fleeing ahead of him, Wang Hu felt a rush of satisfaction.
He laughed loudly. "Today is the day you die."
Chen Feng stood where he was, a mocking smile on his face. "Then let's see who dies first."
"You!"
Wang Hu sneered.
But in the next moment, his expression changed drastically.
"What?"
Screech! At that instant, Wang Hu's expression shifted slightly as a piercing sound rang out.
Then he felt an explosive pain shoot through the sole of his foot.
"Ahhh!"
Wang Hu screamed.
He hurriedly looked down at his foot. An ordinary sharpened stake had pierced straight through it.
His face was filled with shock. "A graded bamboo?"
He was about to examine it more closely.
If it truly was a graded item, then he had struck it rich this time!
But just as he wanted to inspect it further.
His expression changed drastically in the next instant.
He hurriedly tried to retreat.
But then his face turned deathly pale.
The moment he crushed the arrow beneath his foot, four sharpened bamboo poles shot toward him from all directions.
"Break for me!"
Wang Hu shouted.
He struck twice in succession, shattering the bamboo poles in front of him and to his left.
Then he bent backward like an iron plate, narrowly brushing past a bamboo pole from his right.
But he ultimately failed to evade the bamboo pole behind him.
He had only just straightened up and had not yet managed to dodge when a muffled tearing sound rang out.
The bamboo pole pierced straight through his waist.
"A first-grade spiritual item? Where did you get a first-grade spiritual item? And when did you set up these traps?"
Wang Hu's face was pale as he shouted.
As he looked at Chen Feng ahead, genuine fear appeared in his eyes.
He had never imagined that Chen Feng could make such arrangements right under his nose in such a short time.
He slashed off the bamboo pole at his waist, glanced at Chen Feng, then swiftly turned and fled.
Behind him, Chen Feng laughed in delight at the sight. "Wang Hu, you wanted to kill me. Are you sure you still want to leave this place alive?"
Wang Hu sneered. "Believe it or not, even injured, killing a mud-legged peasant like you would still be as easy as turning my hand over!"
"You do not understand the gap between yourself and a martial artist."
But Chen Feng's expression remained calm. From fifty meters away, he directly drew his bow and fired!
Screech!
"You!"
Wang Hu grew anxious.
He had never expected Chen Feng to leave him no room for negotiation at all.
Wang Hu hurriedly shouted, "Chen Feng, don't you want to know why your father died? Don't you want to know why Old Master Huang targeted you?"
But after those words left his mouth.
Chen Feng's expression remained calm, without the slightest sign of concern.
Whoosh!
Of the two arrows in Chen Feng's hand, one was blocked by Wang Hu's Iron Fist.
The other arrow pierced straight through his heart.
Wang Hu tried to block the arrow.
But it was completely useless.
With a muffled thud.
He toppled to the ground.
He died with his eyes open.
He had never imagined that, with his strength, he would die at Chen Feng's hands.
Chen Feng stood where he was as well, gulping down mouthful after mouthful of air.
"Phew!"
"That truly wasn't easy!"
Only when the information on the panel refreshed did he finally let out a sigh of relief.
You shot and killed a First-grade Martial Artist. Basic Archery proficiency +10.
"Even a mere First-grade Martial Artist was this difficult to deal with. I truly wonder just how powerful those high-grade martial artists are!"
Chen Feng waited for a while before walking up to Wang Hu and sighing.
He could see that Wang Hu's exposed skin seemed to be covered in a layer of gray calluses.
This should be the realm of a First-grade Martial Artist!
Chen Feng thought to himself.
He had already made up his mind that once he returned this time, he would find a way to become a martial artist.
Then Chen Feng searched Wang Hu's body.
Aside from nearly three taels of loose silver, there was also a stack of banknotes from Wan Tong Treasure Bank, the smallest denomination of which was fifty taels.
There were at least four or five of them.
"Are Hunting Captains really this profitable?" Chen Feng's eyes filled with amazement.
What delighted him even more was that among the money, there was also a small booklet.
Looking at what was written on it, Chen Feng's scalp tingled.
Lower-grade martial art: Iron Fist Technique
Chen Feng's eyes brightened with delight. "This should be Wang Hu's cultivation method, right?"
"I never expected him to carry it on him."
Today's gains instantly swept away the gloom Chen Feng had been suppressing in his heart.
Sure enough, unexpected windfalls came the fastest!
Suppressing his thoughts.
Chen Feng was preparing to quickly take his gains down the mountain.
After all, the reward from entering the mountain this time was already enough to deal with the coming troubles.
But in the next moment, after taking a look at the surrounding environment.
His expression changed slightly, and he did not dare remain here any longer.
He swiftly headed toward the outskirts of the mountains.
His expression was exceptionally ugly. "How could it be here?"
This was already the boundary between Black Mountain's outer region and its core region.
The original owner of this body had died three days ago because he had reached this border of the core region and encountered demons devouring people.
He had been scared to death on the spot.
Chen Feng's expression was incomparably grim. He did not want to waste any time here.
Especially since demons might be present here. With his current strength, there was no way he could deal with demons.
He had to escape first.
However, not long afterward.
Chen Feng's expression changed slightly.
He felt as though the blood in his body was flowing faster.
When he saw a familiar place ahead, his face darkened. "Green Wolf Valley!"
This was precisely where the original owner had seen demons eating people.
He had not expected that Wang Hu's pursuit would drive him to this place again.
Chen Feng felt rather grave. Since demons had appeared here before, if they appeared again, he was likely no match for them with his current strength.
With a heavy heart, he immediately prepared to leave this place.
However, just then, the Nutrient Absorption skill on his panel began to flicker faintly.
"What is going on?" Chen Feng was somewhat puzzled.
He looked toward that place. Where the original owner had seen the demon's shadow, only some brown bloodstains on the ground remained, proving that slaughter had once taken place here.
And at this moment, it was this place that seemed to be drawing him in.
After pondering for only a moment, Chen Feng still could not suppress his curiosity.
His figure flashed as he hurried over.
What he saw was a brown trace on the ground.
His heart stirred, and he reached out to touch it with a finger.
Buzz!
At that instant, Chen Feng felt a sharp pain in his finger, and the bloodstain on the ground vanished.
Then new information refreshed on the panel.
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