Chapter Thirteen: The Barbarians
"Another barbarian from a different tribe, still just one person! Judging by the spread of his aura, it's only at the second layer of Blood Condensation... Killing him will be easy! Moreover, we're close to our tribe and there are two of us, so I'm not afraid he'll have any tricks up his sleeve. However, since this guy dares to challenge me, he must have some skills, but with my third-layer Blood Condensation power, everything is under control." The slightly short and stout Black Mountain Tribe's third-layer Blood Condensation warrior sneered at Su Ming, who didn't seem to be in his eyes at all. In his opinion, the difference between them was too great, and Su Ming's slender body looked like it didn't possess strong attacking power.
More importantly, the nearby tribes, except for Fengzhen, would not hesitate to kill anyone who is alone and weak, without any reason or explanation, it's just a matter of survival of the fittest.
Just like before, if Xiaohong hadn't lured the danger away, the two of them would have entered the cave and ruthlessly killed Su Ming, taking his head to exchange for a reward.
"Ugly teeth, I'll go kill him, you wait here." The big man's words were like a fierce tiger, suddenly rising up and rapidly closing the distance between him and Su Ming.
That big man from the Black Mountain tribe, named Yu Chi, who was carrying a small monkey, did not dare to have any thoughts about this arrangement. Although he clearly knew that if he killed the barbarians from other tribes and took their heads back, he would be rewarded, but he didn't dare to compete with others for credit.
"It doesn't matter, both he and I are at the second level. If we were to fight each other, it would be a waste of time. If he leaves, I can get my hands on it quickly, and with this achievement, who knows, I might even get some benefits." His eyes gleamed with cruelty as he thought that this was an inevitable battle without any unexpected twists, and the next scene would be a bloody one filled with pleasure.
With the same idea, there was also a burly man with three layers of condensed blood, who was getting closer and closer to Su Ming. He took big strides, quickly approaching, and soon he was less than a hundred feet away from Su Ming.
Eighty zhang, seventy zhang, sixty zhang!
As he approached, the big man could clearly see Su Ming's appearance. He let out a low growl with a sly smile, and with that one growl, the surrounding snow suddenly shook violently. The snowflakes were thrown up, rapidly rising into the air and exploding with a loud crash, turning into a sheet of snowy mist that obscured his vision.
At that moment, the big man's right hand immediately drew out a long spear from his back and threw it at Su Ming sixty feet away with all his might.
A shrill whistling sound suddenly rose, and Su Ming immediately felt a fierce aura rushing towards him. Without hesitation, he took a step to the side, and the long spear whizzed past his hair with a whooshing sound.
That big Han threw the long spear and didn't go to see the result, but his feet were immediately surrounded by a thread of black air, making his pace increase in speed several times, and the distance between him and Su Ming was sixty zhang, quickly shortened to only thirty zhang.
"Give me death!" The big man raised his right hand, and the second long spear was taken out by him. Just as he was about to throw it out, suddenly in the snowflakes scattered across the sky, with a slight recovery of visibility, an arrow burst through the snowflakes, like lightning, rushing straight towards the big man.
The big Han laughed wildly, his right hand holding a spear that fell very casually on the incoming arrow, with a crash, the entire arrow shattered, but at this moment, he heard a few whizzing sounds echoing, and three more arrows swooped in.
The arrow flew too fast, and the chosen location was extremely tricky, causing the big man to frown, but he coldly hummed as a large amount of black air was released from under his feet. In an instant, it wrapped around his entire body, forming a mist-like aura. The three arrows arrived in an instant, and when they touched this black air for a moment, they actually melted into black water at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Although that's the case, the black air dissipated a lot, revealing the large man's body.
"The second layer of coagulation, and you dare to make a move in front of me." The big man suddenly jumped up, and the distance between him and Su Ming in front was only twenty zhang.
Su Ming's face was pale, but his legs were motionless, and there was no panic in his eyes, all of which were as calm as ever.
He took another arrow and shot it at the big man quickly, one arrow, one arrow, one arrow, with extremely fast speed, five arrows in a row!
These five arrows almost formed a straight line, and in an instant they seemed to possess immense power, rushing towards the big Han. The big Han saw this scene, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, in their tribe, there were not many people who could achieve this on the bow and arrow.
"Five arrows in a row!" The big man held the long spear in his right hand and lifted it up. At the moment when the first arrow arrived, he touched it with a "bang", his long spear shattered, and the first arrow exploded at the same time.
The second arrow shot forth swiftly. The large man let out a low growl as black energy surrounded his body, causing the second arrow to melt instantly upon contact.
The third arrow flashed by, and the big man dodged it with a flick of his body. The fourth arrow arrived suddenly, and the big man let out a low roar, his face twisted in a fierce expression as he clenched his right fist and punched directly at the arrow shaft, causing the arrow to shatter at the same time that his right hand was left with a wound.
At this moment, the fifth arrow arrived like a bone-piercing shot, and the big man intentionally avoided it, but was still grazed by the arrow on his shoulder, leaving a fine wound with fresh blood.
"I'll tear your head off!" The big man was not injured at all, just a small wound, which was nothing to the barbarian. He didn't even look back, sneering as he walked away, and soon approached Su Ming within ten zhang.
He already had the upper hand in this battle and there was no crisis for him, at most he would be entangled by those arrows.
In the distance, he was licking his lips, and he rather enjoyed seeing such a bloody scene, which made him feel excited from the inside out.
Just as the big man was about to arrive, Su Ming's face turned pale, but his eyes were still dull. He made a move that stunned both the big man and Yu Chi in the distance.
He abandoned drawing his bow and instead clenched his right fist, rapidly closing in on the approaching giant.
No one noticed that at this moment, the red medicinal stone in Su Ming's right hand had been crushed into powder by him.
"Looking for death!" The big man and Su Ming were getting closer and closer, in the blink of an eye, the two were only a few meters apart, three zhang, two zhang, one zhang...
The big man's right hand clenched into a fist, and his body's blood and energy surged forth with tremendous power, concentrated in this one punch, hurtling towards Su Ming's head. If he was hit by it, Su Ming would be utterly unable to withstand it, and would undoubtedly die!
At that moment, Su Ming suddenly raised his head, the dead silence in his eyes dispersed, replaced by a killing intent as vast as the sky, and the intensity of that killing intent made the big Han also take a breath.
But it was too late, as Su Ming raised his head and swung his right hand towards the giant in front of him. In an instant, a cloud of red powder scattered through the air, some of which landed on the giant's injured right fist and others on the fine scars on his shoulders.
That big man's body shook all over, without a shrill cry, without any struggle. His body in front of Su Ming was like boiling water, as if it had been erased by the heavens and earth, directly turning into a red mist that rose into the air and dissipated. All that was left on the ground was a skeleton without flesh and blood, which was blown away by the wind and turned into powder.
In the crushed bone powder, there was a strange black and white grass leaf emitting a faint glow.
This sudden scene made Yu Rong, who was not far away, completely stunned. He couldn't accept this scene and didn't even dare to believe what he saw. His face was dull and he stared at the thin and weak-looking boy's cold face and his eyes filled with chill, staring as he quickly approached him.
"This Fire Ape's corpse can be refined into a great tonic, I'll take it!" Su Ming's eyes flashed as he suddenly spoke up.
Yu Chi Meng shuddered, and after waking up with a cold sweat all over his body, the other party's words made him subconsciously ignore the idea of being threatened by Xiao Hou, but instead produced the idea that the other party came just to rob this thing.
As soon as this thought arose, he immediately fled wildly backwards. To this day, he still can't understand why his companions died, especially the miserable way they died, which made him feel terrified and unbearable.
"Evil!! You're evil!!!"
His face turned pale with fear, his eyes wide with terror, he couldn't accept this reality, and was already scared out of his wits. He didn't dare to face Su Ming, and ran away with all his might. The location where Su Ming was standing led to the Black Mountain Clan's road, so Yu Chi couldn't return to the clan, and could only flee towards the Black Flame Peak.
Su Ming was about to pursue, but he had a kind of dizziness and eye flower, a kind of extreme fatigue, and after shaking his head, Su Ming forced himself to be spirited.
He took a glance at the skeleton on the ground, this was his first time killing someone, but now wasn't the time to hesitate. He didn't immediately choose to pursue, instead quickly tidying up the area, picking up usable arrow shafts and taking away that strange grass leaf from the skeleton. Su Ming looked in the direction of Yu Chi's escape, a killing intent flashing in his eyes once again.
"Xiao Hong is still in his hands, and since I've already killed one, I might as well kill another. Only then can we disperse without being exposed!" Su Ming gritted his teeth, suppressing his fatigue, and chased after him.
Two people, one in front and one behind, rushed through the mountain forest. Yu Chi didn't dare to turn around and face Su Ming, but instead quickly fled, trying to pull away from him. Although Yu Chi was not unfamiliar with Wulon Mountain, he still couldn't compare to Su Ming's familiarity with it.
In addition to that, he was also unable to surpass Su Ming in terms of speed. Although he had escaped ahead of time, he was slowly caught up by Su Ming who followed the faint trail behind him.
Su Ming endured the fatigue, his eyes fixed intently on the burly Black Mountain Tribe warrior in front of him, who was rapidly retreating. He knew that the other party had been intimidated by his previous actions and did not dare to engage in battle easily, which was exactly what Su Ming had planned beforehand.
There was blood splattered everywhere, and as long as he could kill one person cleanly and efficiently, the other person would definitely be terrified. After all, most people who saw that eerie scene for the first time would be frightened by it.
Su Ming didn't press too hard, but instead was occasionally blocked by obstacles during the pursuit, causing his opponent to often think they were about to be overtaken, only to grit their teeth and make a desperate last-ditch effort to turn back and fight. At that moment, they would discover that the distance between them and Su Ming had been pulled open again, involuntarily giving rise to hesitation.
