"What do you mean?"
The Scarred Bandit stiffened slightly, then sneered, "You mean you want to save her?"
Hun Han smiled. "Yes, that's right. I'm going to save her!"
"Hahahahaha!"
Hearing this, the Scarred Bandit clutched his stomach and burst into laughter, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. He mocked, "You want to save her? Hahaha, that's killing me."
Hun Han stared at the scarred man for a moment before asking calmly, "What, do you find that funny?"
The scarred man glanced at Hun Han and tensed slightly. As bandits, they terrified not only children but even grown adults. Yet this child before him remained remarkably calm. Faintly, the scarred man sensed that this boy was no ordinary person. He suspected there might be something lurking in the forest.
Instinctively, the scarred man swept his gaze around the area and signaled to the two men beside him. The two nodded slightly and entered the bushes.
The scarred man sneered, "Just you?"
Hun Han glanced at the two men entering the forest and nodded. "That's right, just me. There's no need to send anyone into the forest to look. I'm alone."
Before long, the two men returned from the forest and shook their heads at the scarred man.
Only then did the scarred man reassess Hun Han. Then he ordered, "Pockmarked, go kill him!"
"Got it, Boss!"
A young man with a face covered in pockmarks stepped out from behind the scarred man.
The young man's fists were covered in calluses, clearly marking him as a trained fighter. As he approached Hun Han, he sneered, "Kid, be smarter in your next life. Don't believe those legends. Of all things, you had to play the hero and save the beauty. Don't worry, I'll make it quick!"
As soon as he spoke, a yellow glow rose from Pockmarked's fist.
Yellow Tier Intermediate Dou Technique: Fierce Tiger Fist
Accompanied by a piercing whistle, Pockmarked's fist hurtled toward Hun Han.
One hundred inches.
Fifty inches.
Yet even when the fist was only five inches away from Hun Han, he remained perfectly still.
"Did he get scared stupid?"
"He must have. He's only six years old, after all. When I was six, I was still playing in the mud!"
"Hmph, at such a young age, he wanted to play the hero and save the beauty. He's got no brains at all. Now look at him. He's going to lose his life here!"
Of course, these were merely the bandits' thoughts. Everything happening in the clearing took place in the blink of an eye.
Seeing that Hun Han was about to die at Pockmarked's hands, the little girl beside them frowned. Her delicate lips parted as she softly called, "Elder Ling!"
The moment the girl spoke, Pockmarked's fist had already slammed into Hun Han's chest. The fierce impact sent Hun Han flying, and he crashed heavily into a stubborn boulder by the roadside.
With a crack, the five-ton boulder shattered into several pieces. Yet the water-blue-clad child was completely unharmed.
"Uh!"
At that moment, even the little girl in purple was staring at the boy in astonishment.
Hun Han sneered. "Just a Dou Master? What a disappointment."
The grating words rang in Pockmarked's ears. This time, he could no longer sit still. He roared, "Damn it, brat! You dare laugh at me!"
Yellow Tier Intermediate Dou Technique: Fierce Tiger Fist
Another punch sent Hun Han flying back. Yet this time, Hun Han was pushed back only five meters.
Hun Han brushed the dust from his shoulder with exaggerated care, although there was nothing there. He mocked, "Not much to it, is there?"
"Damn it! I refuse to believe that, with my cultivation as a one-star Dou Master, I can't kill a brat like you!" Pockmarked flew into a rage at the mockery.
Yellow Tier Intermediate Dou Technique: Fierce Tiger Fist
Another punch came. Hun Han neither dodged nor evaded, taking it head-on. Yet this time, he retreated only 4.9 meters.
"There's something strange about this kid. Why does he seem impossible to kill?" The scarred man watched Hun Han solemnly.
As the Scarred Bandit's subordinate, Pockmarked's strength was well known to him. One punch from Pockmarked was enough to kill an ordinary pig. Yet this water-blue-clad child had endured several of Pockmarked's punches without dying.
How terrifying!
Yellow Tier Intermediate Dou Technique: Fierce Tiger Fist
Yellow Tier Intermediate Dou Technique: Fierce Tiger Fist
Yellow Tier Intermediate Dou Technique: Fierce Tiger Fist
Still refusing to believe it, Pockmarked threw several more punches in succession. The terrifying blows landed on Hun Han, sending him sliding backward again and again. But as the number of punches increased, the distance Hun Han was pushed back grew noticeably shorter. At one point, he retreated only a single meter.
Huff... huff... huff...
Pockmarked panted heavily, staring at Hun Han as though he were a monster. Hun Han, the one being beaten, was completely fine, while Pockmarked, the one doing the beating, was gasping like a bull.
"Hehe, come on, hit me again!" Hun Han looked at him smugly.
Ever since the battle with He Yuan in the cave and the fight against that mysterious assassin from the Hun Clan, Hun Han had discovered something surprising: his body could take a beating incredibly well. Moreover, after each beating, his physical body seemed to grow stronger.
This was probably the wonder of the Primordial Sacred Body!
"We can't drag this out any longer. Kill them. Damn it, this has ruined my mood entirely. Kill that little girl too!" the Scarred Bandit ordered.
"Yes, Boss!"
Hearing this, one of the bandits drew his silver sword and walked step by step toward the little girl in purple, muttering, "What a pity. Girls like you are rare. But since it's the boss's order, don't blame me after you die!"
As he spoke, the bandit thrust his sword toward the little girl.
Black Tier Intermediate Movement Technique: Netherworld Ghost Shadow
Just as the silver sword in the bandit's hand came within one meter of the little girl in purple, and just as both she and someone concealed in the darkness were about to act, a black shadow flashed before her.
The silver sword plunged straight into the shadow's shoulder. Blood flowed freely, dripping from the sword onto the ground.
"You..."
Behind the shadow, the little girl's pale blue eyes widened as she stared at the boy before her in disbelief, too shocked to speak. He had used his body to block the sword for her.
The little girl could not help but question it inwardly. Had he seen through her identity and deliberately approached her?
But that made no sense. She and this boy were complete strangers, and this was the northwestern region of the Dou Qi Continent. He could not possibly know her.
At that thought, the little girl's heart was deeply moved.
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