Chapter Thirty-Three: The Battle of the Masters

  Although the first sneak attack startled Jiang Heng, nearly a year of cultivation had not been in vain, so he calmly dodged the second arrow. The reason he didn't dare to attack was that before confirming the opponent's position, recklessly revealing himself in front of a strong warrior skilled in long-range attacks would be absolutely foolish.

  Jiang Hao's spiritual power had already locked onto a giant tree in front of him to the left, which looked no different from other trees on the surface. However, it was his opponent's cry of surprise that revealed its location. After careful investigation, Jiang Hao discovered that this tree occasionally emitted whirlpools of battle energy, a phenomenon that only occurred when someone was absorbing battle energy from the air.

  Just now, Jiang Hao deliberately released his aura to confirm the location of his opponent. At this moment, Jiang Hao held his breath and concentrated his mind, merging himself into the gentle breeze. Unless it was a strong warrior, no one could detect his tracks.

  Of course, Jiang Hao can't move now. As soon as he moves, there will be fluctuations in the war atmosphere. When facing an unknown strong person, whoever moves first loses the initiative.

  The other side also fell silent after the two arrows were released without much achievement, and suddenly losing Jiang Hao's breath made the warrior strong in his heart have a little unease.

  For a moment, the entire forest fell silent, except for the occasional roar of beasts and the rustling sound of leaves falling to the ground. At this time, the power of the auxiliary skill "Pursuing Light Step" was revealed. Jiang Heng had only learned Pursuing Wind Step, but his own hidden skills surprised even himself, as if he had merged into the wind itself.

  Moreover, the soul power emitted by Jiang Heng was also as unpredictable as the wind, swirling around the giant tree where his opponent was hiding. His opponent seemed to be completely unaware of this, and this discovery made Jiang Heng extremely excited. The positions of both sides changed instantly, from being in a situation where the enemy was hidden while he was exposed, to now having the enemy exposed while he was hidden.

  "What's the use of being a great general? What's the use of having a higher cultivation level than me? You think you can kill me that easily?" Jiang Huan actually still had the leisure to indulge in fantasies.

  Because Jiang Hao's cultivation method was very special, the degree of condensation of the fighting spirit in his dantian was far beyond that of ordinary warriors. Maintaining the Wind Chasing Step for a long time was quite consuming of fighting spirit. Half an hour had passed and Jiang Hao's fighting spirit had been consumed by about 70-80%. Sweat once again covered his face, but he still persisted.

  Jiang Hao gambled and his opponent couldn't help but lose control first.

  Actually, the other party was not in a good mood at this time. Obviously, it was just a small thing of warrior level, why could it dodge its own two fatal arrows and seemingly disappear? The two arrows shot out earlier were not simple, that was his combat skill, so the two arrows also consumed some battle energy.

  But what the other party didn't expect was that Jiang Hao's battle aura far surpassed those of the same level, so at this moment, this strong warrior also felt very stifled. Had he encountered a guy who was pretending to be a pig but was actually a tiger?

  "Teacher, teacher, wake up quickly, your disciple can't hold on anymore, this time he's met a tough opponent." Jiang Huan's body was now filled with a sense of emptiness and fatigue, and he had called out to Xiang Tian several times in the sea of consciousness, but got no response at all.

  "Damn it, I don't believe it, you'll be exhausted to death!" Jiang Hao cursed fiercely in his mind.

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  "Drip, drip!" The silent space was suddenly broken, and Jiang Hua's sweat beads actually fell at this moment. Although the sound was very small, it sounded like heavenly music to the other person's ears.

  "Whoosh!" Just as the sound of the clockwork mechanism reached his ears, the opponent moved. Two black arrowheads had already appeared in front of Jiang Hao, and their speed was terrifyingly fast.

  Jiang Hao's eyes showed a hint of unwillingness, but upon closer inspection, there was a thread of joy at the bottom of his eyes.

  "Whoosh! Whoosh!" Two arrows pierced Jiang Hao's body one after another, shooting into a giant tree behind him.

  Seeing this scene, the strong man of the war thought in his heart: it seems that he is still the one who wins.

  "Hey! This kid's skills are pretty good, looks like this time the harvest is quite satisfactory!" War Master Qiang muttered to himself.

  "You're rejoicing too early!" The words had barely left his lips when a dull thud echoed through the air, the sound of a blade entering flesh. The face of the War Master, who had been smiling just a moment before, was now filled with confusion, and as he looked down at the large hole in his chest, his eyes grew unfocused.

  "How...how is this possible, aren't you supposed to be dead?" Spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organs, the War Master struggled to turn his head and looked at Jiang Heng, who was leaning against a tree with one hand, his eyes filled with unwillingness.

  "Take another look!" Jiang Hao said coldly.

  The strong warrior turned his head back, and the figure that was shot by two arrows earlier was now slowly dissipating, which was actually another residual shadow.

  "This, this can't be, pffft!" Another mouthful of bloody spittle was spat out, and War Master's single hand pointed at Jiang Heng, unable to speak.

  Jiang Hao's hand slightly swept, a cold light flashed again, the head of the War Master had been penetrated, and he was dead beyond death. The one who killed him was the dagger - Po Feng, which Zi Feng had given to Jiang Hao in the past. The dagger was small and delicate, but its attacking power was astonishing, breaking through the defense of this War Master without any hindrance.

  Jiang Hao let out a long sigh, sitting paralyzed on the ground. With the strength of an Eight-Star Warrior, he had killed a strong Two-Star Warrior. If this were to be told to others, they would probably sneer at him.

  At this time, Jiang Hao's body was completely exhausted of his fighting energy. The move he just used was something he had only recently started practicing, and it was also a technique of the Wind Chasing Step. Each level of the Wind Chasing Step would have a special movement skill, and the one granted by the Wind Chasing Step was - Wind Split Body.

  This technique allows the user to combine their spiritual energy with the wind, completely replicating a duplicate of themselves that is identical to their original body's aura. It seems like an unimpressive technique at first glance, but Jiang Heng uses it in just the right way.

  Jiang Hao kicked the corpse on the ground, spat out a mouthful of saliva with hatred: "When a lion pounces on a rabbit, it must use its full strength. Underestimating your opponent is the biggest mistake you can make, let alone wanting to kill Young Master Ben, you really are courting death! You didn't even bother to investigate, spit!"

  He was panting heavily, although he had killed the strong warrior, but the danger in it still made Jiang Huan feel a lingering fear. If he hadn't held on himself first, then he would have been the one to die. If he hadn't used his Wind Splitting Body technique to intentionally reveal an opening, if his opponent hadn't underestimated him, then the outcome couldn't be predicted.

  "Haha, not bad, not bad. Decisive and ruthless, adaptability is also good." A figure in white clothes floated out of the spatial chain, smiling softly.

  "Cut, that's all you need to say, my apprentice is a peerless genius, this kind of trivial matter can be solved by killing as many as come, humph!" After being praised by Yi Tian, Jiang Huan's tail rose again.

  Tian's expression suddenly turned serious: "Jiang Hao, do you know what mistake you made?"

  "Huh? Wrong? What's wrong? I've defeated a strong warrior, haven't I, Teacher?" Jiang Huan raised his small face and asked in puzzlement.

  "You knew he was a master of long-range attacks, so choosing to hide at first was a good idea. Using Wind Splitter to attract his attention was also great. But why did you want to engage in a war of attrition with a strong warrior? You should know that if the enemy has a hidden trick up their sleeve, it's you who will end up dead. Your final blow was a finishing move, but what if the enemy had some way to save themselves? It would still be you who ends up dead."

  "You say the opponent is underestimating, but aren't you underestimating too? Since you know the opponent excels at long-range combat, why not close in and engage in melee? Are you lacking confidence in your Wind Chasing Step or your own close combat abilities? If the enemy had a locking technique, you would have been turned into a puddle of blood by now."

  Tian's words were like a basin of cold water poured over Jiang Hao, giving him a chill. Ah, if the enemy had a lifesaving skill or a follow-up move, then it would be himself who ended up dead.

  Staring blankly at the dagger in his hand, Jiang Heng carefully thought about Tianyi's words. Using one's strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses was indeed the correct approach. He had been foolish to harbor a glimmer of hope and choose to exhaust himself against an opponent whose cultivation far surpassed his own. Now that he thought about it, his back still felt a chill.

  "It seems I'm still too tender." Jiang Huan clenched the dagger in his hand, with Tianyi's words echoing repeatedly in his mind.

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