"Huh? These look like hoofprints!"
A startled cry broke the silence, instantly turning the relaxed atmosphere tense.
A bandit widened his eyes and stared fixedly at the faint marks on the ground, as though he could glean some clue from them.
His shout acted like a fuse, instantly igniting the other bandits' curiosity.
In the blink of an eye, the four or five bandits gathered around, talking over one another. "Really? Are your eyes playing tricks on you..." "Who cares? It never hurts to be careful..."
While they were still arguing, their leader suddenly raised his voice. "Fuck, they really are hoofprints! That brat must be hiding here. Everyone, stay on guard!"
Before his words had faded, he braced himself as though facing a formidable enemy, scanning his surroundings warily and gripping his weapon, ready to respond to any danger.
But before the bandits could take formation, two furious shouts rang out, and two devastating attacks surged toward them like a raging storm.
"Defend yourselves!"
The leader cried out involuntarily, his face filled with terror.
Unfortunately, it was already too late. In an instant, the terrifying attacks swept over them, swallowing them whole.
In that split second, Ying Ming Hao and Ye Hua seized their chance and charged into the enemy ranks like tigers descending a mountain. Their figures flashed, blades gleamed, and two wounded bandits fell with agonized screams.
Without the slightest hesitation, the two unleashed another burst of strength and pounced on the four remaining bandits.
Faced with such a ferocious assault, the bandits finally came to their senses. Not daring to delay, they hastily turned and retreated, trying to put some distance between themselves and their opponents.
But how could Ying Ming Hao and Ye Hua let them escape so easily?
Their figures darted unpredictably at