From Poison Sand Palm to Martial Sainthood
Chapter 93

Leaving the mountains, lying in wait (1 / 2)

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But before that, Zhao Er had one more thing to take care of.

On his way back this time, Zhao Er did more than hurry along. He also kept a careful eye on his surroundings.

Unfortunately, even after walking for half a day, Zhao Er found no sign of any variant beasts, leaving him rather disappointed.

"Forget it. I'll just find an ordinary animal to test it on first."

Variant beasts were somewhat hard to find in these woods, but ordinary animals were plentiful.

Especially with Zhao Er deliberately searching, it did not take him long to discover a herd of wild boars.

Zhao Er watched from a short distance away and found that the herd was foraging under the lead of an enormous male boar.

The male boar was no small specimen. Zhao Er estimated that it weighed over five hundred jin, and its entire body was armored, with long tusks jutting from its mouth.

Although it was not a variant beast, Zhao Er reckoned that its sheer size alone would leave an ordinary Blood Condensation Martial Artist helpless in a head-on clash.

Still, it just about met Zhao Er's requirements.

Having chosen his target, Zhao Er did not hesitate. Force erupted beneath his feet, and he shot forward, heading straight for the herd.

The moment Zhao Er moved, the wild boars began scattering in panic, but his target was clear. He charged straight at the largest male boar.

Seemingly intent on protecting its herd, the male boar charged toward Zhao Er, breathing heavily as the other boars panicked.

"Perfect. Saves me the trouble of chasing you."

Zhao Er chuckled. Just before he collided with the male boar, he shifted his footing and dodged its charge, lightly tapping a finger against it at the same time.

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