Chapter Thirty-Five: Lurking
Chapter Thirty-Five: Lurking
In the forest, trees are dense and luxuriant, insects chirp and birds sing.
Ning Chong crouched in the dark green grass, staring at a fierce horned cow eating grass in front of him.
The Baku is a mythical creature with one horn and one eye, its limbs are sturdy, although it has a huge body, it is a typical herbivorous monster, gentle in nature.
The fierce ox has a unique talent called "listening to the wind and feeling the earth", its perception ability is not ordinary sensitivity, far surpassing many monsters, once there is a rustling sound, it will immediately flee at high speed.
It is precisely by virtue of this gift that the mighty horned cattle, a weak and feeble herbivorous demon beast, can often avoid the ferocious carnivorous demon beasts, making the tribe of mighty horned cattle one of the largest in this forest.
Timing perfectly, Ning Chun seized the moment when the Bull's Head lowered its head, and with a sudden burst of speed, his body shot out like an arrow. His right fist showed no hesitation as he launched a "Rolling Boulder Cannon" finishing move, blasting towards the Bull's Head's hard skull.
Rumble!
A massive force effortlessly crushed the bison's skull. The bison didn't even let out a half cry, and it fell straight to the ground with a thud, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Ning Chong nodded in satisfaction, a faint smile on his face. Not only had today's food been settled, but he had also put into practice the effects of the "Introspection Technique" obtained from that dwarf.
After bidding farewell to Ning Jing and others, Ning Chong stayed in the forest for more than ten days. Such a long time was enough for him to practice "Ji Xi Jue" to an extremely profound level.
"The Breath-Holding Technique" can conceal one's entire body's aura, silently hiding one's figure. After trying it for several days in a row, I found the effects to be extremely good.
This time, he chose to test it with this fierce horned cow. The effect was very satisfying to him. He was almost within three steps of the fierce horned cow in the bushes, and the fierce horned cow still did not discover him.
At this point, Ning Chong had already completely determined that with the highest level of footwork and speed from "Burst Step", as well as the ability to completely conceal his aura with "Aura Concealment Technique", the threat posed by this forest was extremely small. As long as he didn't become careless, he could basically roam freely in this forest.
With joy and certainty in his heart, Ning Chong was about to go forward to pick up the barbaric cow horn on the ground, but suddenly raised an eyebrow and quickly looked westward.
From the west direction, faint footsteps and other movements could be heard, mixed with the sounds of killing and shouting, rapidly approaching Ning Chong's location.
Ning Chong immediately unfolded his body technique, taking a few steps forward, and after tapping his feet on the trunk of a large tree several times, he disappeared into the dense canopy of the tree.
Almost as soon as Ning Chong hid his figure, a rustling sound came from the nearby bushes, and two burly men covered in blood rushed out of the bushes at high speed.
The big man with a black face on the left had his arm broken, was seriously injured, stumbled and staggered, and was being supported by the big man on the right as they fled.
The big man with a red face on the right side had a soft leather package on his back, although there were obvious sword wounds on his body, it could be seen that he was only lightly injured and not seriously hurt.
Because he had to take care of the black-faced Han, the red-faced Han, although lightly injured and unharmed, greatly reduced his speed of escape. He supported the black-faced Han as they moved forward, occasionally turning back to look around, with an anxious expression, apparently being chased by something desperately.
"Brother, I'm done for... I'll hold them off, you make a quick escape!"
The black-faced man suddenly seemed to understand the burden he was putting on the red-faced man, and with a sudden flick of his wrist, he shook off the red-faced man's supporting right hand, stopped in his tracks, drew out the large knife from his waist with his remaining left hand, turned around, his expression resolute, and stood guard with a fierce glare, as if ready to die.
That red-faced big man was stunned for a moment, but he didn't throw down the black-faced big man and escape. He said excitedly: "Big brother, we brothers may not be biological brothers, but we are better than biological brothers. How can I abandon you and run away alone? If I do this, what face will I have to see other brothers in the underworld?"
Just as the burly man finished speaking, a cold and sinister laugh was heard: "You're indeed worthy of being called the 'Flying Swan Five Tigers'! Since that's the case, why don't you both stay behind!"
The laughter was not loud, but low and cold, making people feel a chill. In the treetops, Ning Chong heard this laughter, and couldn't help but frown, clenching his fists, immediately recognizing that the owner of this laughter was the black leopard that had almost seriously injured him, forcing him to flee in disarray!
Ning Chong's judgment was accurate, and the next moment, the shrubs around him rustled, and several black figures flew out from the shrubs. In just a blink of an eye, more than ten big men in black clothes with a black tiger emblem on their chests surrounded the two brothers.
Finally, as the leader, Hei Bao slowly emerged from the forest in front, with his hands behind his back, and gazed coldly at the two brothers who were surrounded.
Among the trees, Ning Chong's eyes were fixed tightly on the black leopard. Having taken up a great grudge, the grievances between him and the black leopard would one day be resolved, so he naturally paid attention to the black leopard.
Flat head, black face, tall and large in stature, eyes cold and fierce, with a strong bloody aura on his body. Just these can tell that this black leopard is not benevolent, and the blood of those he has killed is only more or less.
The black leopard had a long, black sword on its back, with an ancient and exquisite design. Ning Chong had never seen the black leopard use a sword before, but he didn't know how skilled it was with it either.
However, upon closer inspection, the black leopard's yuan force aura was dense and thick, allowing one to roughly gauge that its strength was around mid-5th stage of martial cultivation, making it the strongest opponent Ning Cheng had encountered since he left the sect.
In addition, the dozen or so black-clad men who surrounded the two brothers were not weak either. At least they were all at the mid-to-late stage of the fourth level of martial arts, and must be the elite of the Black Tiger Mercenary Group.
At this point, Ning Chong suddenly understood.
These days, he has been wondering why the Black Panther and Black Tiger mercenaries did not continue to pursue him?
After killing the young master, it can be seen that the Black Tiger Mercenary Group will not give up for several days of being chased. They will not abandon the pursuit just because they cannot lock down Ning Chong's position. However, the fact is indeed beyond Ning Chong's expectation. Since jumping off the cliff to escape from Hei Bao's pursuit, the Black Tiger Mercenary Group has been quiet.
At this time, Ning Chong had figured it out. The Black Panther and Black Tiger Mercenary Groups had been busy these days chasing and killing the few brothers who were surrounded, and didn't have time to bother with him.
Why did the Black Panther kill these two brothers? What kind of interest could make the Black Tiger Mercenary Group temporarily put aside their hatred for the young master's death and focus on killing these few brothers?
Ning Chong was perplexed and couldn't understand, so he continued to hide his breath and paid attention to every move in front of him.
In the arena, the black-faced strongman and the red-faced strongman saw no way to escape, both with a face full of tragic hatred and anger. The red-faced strongman also "brushed" out the long knife from his waist, standing together with the black-faced strongman, facing the slowly approaching black leopard.
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