Chapter 46 Night Attack
Chapter 46 Night Attack
PS: Answer the questions raised by alpha23 friends in the book review area.
First of all, it is about shouting 'Fatdan array' when fighting. This may be a problem in my personal understanding. In my setting, Luodan array is the first attack array used by the protagonist. With his current ability, he can only use this array, and he can only send out three or four attacks in a row, each time. It's all in an emergency. It's a way to cheer yourself up by using these words.
Secondly, when Xing Ming was chased by the eagle falcon, why did he bring Feng Qingru with him?
This may be because I don't have enough skills to express it clearly. I apologize to everyone first. In fact, my consideration is that the falcon did not find the protagonist at that time, and Feng Qingru's noise may attract the falcon. In order to avoid being found by the falcon, the protagonist must hide with Feng Qingru.
The third is about practicing real skills.
This is actually a question about rationality. You should know that Xing Ming's parents still don't fully believe Xing Ming's explanation. If Xing Ming takes out his true skills at this time, it will definitely arouse suspicion. Moreover, Xing Ming did not intend to practice for too long. He would go back in a few months at most, and it would not be too late to slowly guide his family.
I hope my explanation can satisfy everyone. After all, my writing ability is limited. I can only try my best to write it well so that I can give you the most wonderful story. I hope you will continue to support and make suggestions. I will improve it! Thank you!
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"It's really damn. Fortunately, I didn't leave in time, otherwise I would have plunged into the other party's arranged pocket!" Hearing that there were two other teams of people, Xing Ming had a big head and thought about it secretly, "However, they would definitely not have thought that my ear power would be so excellent that I could hear their conversation. This is his most favorable condition. The enemy is in the light, and I am in the dark!"
Thinking of this, Xing Ming gritted his teeth and turned directly to the top of the mountain. He prayed in his heart that there would also be staked monsters on this mountain. Only in this way could he have the opportunity to lead these teams to the desperate road.
"It's not good!"
Xing Ming had just taken a few steps, but suddenly heard a loud shout, which was obviously Mr. Mu.
Mr. Mu, on the other side of the stream, was holding a note in his hand, and a snow-white carrier pigeon stopped on his shoulder.
"Mr. Mu, what's wrong?" The people around him immediately asked.
"Damn it!" Mr. Mu's face became solemn and said, "Guys, I just got the news that the other two people had an accident and met the eagle falcon on a mountain opposite, losing most of it. Now we can only rely on us to kill that boy!"
"Ah!? Eagle falcon?" Several people exclaimed at the same time, "Mr. Mu, when did this happen?"
"Just half a day ago!" Mr. Mu said lightly, "Everyone should also pay attention to the surroundings and don't break under the claws of Warcraft!"
Everyone nodded obediently, the prestige of the eagle falcon, they are like thunder!
Mr. Mu shouted, "Fight with all your strength. When you see Xing Ming, kill him!"
"Yes!" Everyone responded with a bang.
Hearing this, he found that there was no more useful information. Xing Mingqiang resisted the surprise in his heart and quietly left.
"Hey hey!"
In a dense jungle, Xing Ming finally laughed. The news he got from Mr. Mu surprised him.
Two teams of the other party's three teams were actually lost in the hands of Eagle Falcon, which is simply to help me! With a surprised smile on Xing Ming's face, his heart suddenly moved. Could it be that the other two teams were the people he had seen!?
Xing Ming remembered that when he first saw the colorful eagle falcon, it was chasing several human beings crazily. Later, he met the female martial arts spirit, so the female martial spirit was not among the hunted human beings.
Until the end, the human beings who were hunted down did not appear, and obviously they had encountered something wrong.
From this point of view, those people are probably the other two teams mentioned by Mr. Mu!
After icinging this, Xing Ming suddenly became even happier. It seems that he should not only not hate the eagle falcon, but also really thank him well. It really helped him a lot!
The direction he is taking now is not the predetermined route, but the mountain where the eagle falcon is located, but there is no need to provoke the falcon. After all, there is only Mr. Mu's team left. He can accompany the other party for a while, just let them do training and increase their actual combat experience!
Besides, the falcon is not so easy to provoke. As long as there is a way, Xing Ming is absolutely unwilling to provoke the two horrible big birds!
Exploring the environment in front of him, Xing Ming rushed forward with a big smile!
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Time passed quickly. In a blink of an eye, Xing Ming spent another three days in the mountains, and his injury had healed.
In these three days, Xing Ming kept taking Mr. Mu and his party in circles in the mountains and forests. From time to time, he would appear for a moment and provoke the other party from afar. When the other party chased him, he turned around and ran away, giving the other party a chance to fight at all!
Everyone hated it so much, including Mr. Mu, who had always been calm, his face sank. He didn't expect that what had been captured would become like this!
The Warcraft Mountains at night are extremely quiet, and even the sound of insects singing in the distance is extremely clear.
Mr. Mu and his party camped in an empty area and set up a tent.
"Mr. Mu, another day has passed. It's not a good idea to keep procrastinating like this. Do you think we will continue to chase that boy tomorrow?" A martial artist asked respectfully, and the face reflected by the bonfire clearly showed an impatient look. Obviously, he was provoked by Xing Ming's behavior!
Mr. Mu frowned and said, "Yes, we are tired to continue to chase. That boy is not iron. Besides, he is just a martial artist, but we are different. We have no reason to be dragged down by that little bastard!"
The martial artist nodded fiercely, and he naturally understood this truth. What's more, if he can't complete the task assigned by His Highness, God knows what punishment he will receive when he goes back!
"Mr. Mu..." The martial artist was about to say something, but was suddenly interrupted by a scream!
"Ah--!"
Xing Ming quietly wandered in the dark forest of Warcraft, holding a wooden spear in his right hand, which was his temporary weapon. In his left hand is the broken sword.
Looking at the light of the bonfire faintly in the distance, Xing Ming hung a cold smile on the corners of his mouth. He took Mr. Mu and his party to keep circling around the mountains, just to let them relax their vigilance and take the opportunity to recover from their injuries.
Now, the time is ripe!
Xing Ming gradually touched less than 100 meters from Mr. Mu's camp. The two adventurers patrolled back and forth outside the camp and did not notice the danger at all.
Xing Ming quietly came behind a patrol, covered his mouth, and scratched his neck like a broken sword like lightning. Suddenly, blood surged. The patrolman didn't even have time to scream, so he fell to the ground softly and stared wide, as if he couldn't believe all this!
At the same time, another patrolman found out the situation here!
He just wanted to open his mouth and shout, but suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his chest, which swept his whole body in an instant.
"Ah--!"
He almost exhausted all his strength and finally shouted out. In the sad screams, there was a strong unwillingness and resentment, and even a trace of fear.
The sad scream cut through the tranquility of the night and interrupted the martial artist's words.
Xing Ming shook his wrist, pulled out the long gun inserted in the patrolman's chest, looked at the movement in the camp with vigilance, and quietly hid in the dark jungle again, with a faint sneer at the corners of his mouth, as if he was mocking something!
"It's not good!" Mr. Mu looked at the martial artist who was talking, saw the meaning of 'bad' in the other party's eyes, and shouted at the same time.
"All be on alert, beware of enemy attacks!" The martial artist shouted loudly and pulled out the sword around his waist, looking awe-in.
Mr. Mu's body soared. With only a few ups and downs, he came to the place where he screamed, reflecting the burning torch. What he saw was only two bodies that had not been closed, and the wound was bleeding.
His fierce eyes glanced around. Mr. Mu's face was very ferocious. He has been famous for many years, and now it is the first time that he has been so provocatively played by a hairy boy!
"Hing Ming, if you fall into my hands, I will definitely make you regret what you have done these days!"
Looking at the dark forest, Mr. Mu gritted his teeth and said.
But he seems to have forgotten that the patrolman who was killed, but two seventh-order warriors, who have received strict training, are now killed so easily is enough to explain some problems!
"Everyone should be vigilant. Three people patrol in groups and take turns. When they see Xing Ming, they try to catch him alive. I want to let him know what price they will pay for such provocation!"
Back to the camp, Mr. Mu's face was gloomy and scary, and everyone tightened their nerves for fear that Mr. Mu's anger would be vented on themselves.
Xing Ming, who was hidden on a big tree, looked at the changes in the camp and couldn't help but feel some regret in his heart. This attack made the other party more vigilant. It was difficult to start again.
Suddenly, Xing Ming's heart was moved. After being assassinated, the other party did not take the initiative to attack, but strengthened the defense. What's the reason!?
Is it... that the other party is paralysing himself?
Xing Ming was shocked by his idea. He immediately released his perception and suddenly jumped wildly in his heart.
He could vaguely feel that a potential danger was slowly approaching behind his right side. Obviously, the other party had ambushed another group of people!
Xing Ming didn't dare to think much anymore. He quietly came down from the tree and sneaked towards the enemy's gap. No matter whether the assassination was perfect or not, he must first put himself in safety!
"There!" A loud shout suddenly sounded, and then countless sharp empty-breaking sounds came.
"Whew--!"
Xing Ming kept changing the direction of running to prevent himself from being shot by a flying arrow. Since he had been discovered, he had no scruples and ran wildly.
"Chasing!" Mr. Mu shouted loudly and was the first one to rush out. The speed was simply amazing!
The others also reacted immediately, and everyone chased after them. Xing Ming's unscrupulous provocation completely angered them!
Xing Ming in the dark did not worry at all. Although the other party suddenly had an extra group of people, he had full confidence in himself.
Because in the process of his escape, he ran completely according to the position of a famous large array in the cultivation world - the lost array, and at the same time injected spiritual power into it. Although the power of the array formed in this way was greatly weakened, it was enough to make the other party lose a sense of direction and unable to track himself!
Mr. Mu took the lead, released his perception to the greatest extent, and constantly pursued Xing Ming.
Behind him, more than 20 people followed closely, holding a breath in his heart, and insisted on smashing the little bastard who dared to plunder the tiger's beard!
However, after chasing for half an hour, I didn't see half a person.
In the dark woods, Xing Ming's figure was completely lost, and even a trace of him could not be found.
"Stop!"
Others may not feel anything, but he can vaguely feel that there seems to be a strange power in the woods. When he is about to feel Xing Ming's whereabouts, he suddenly interferes and finally makes himself in vain!
This forest should be weird!
Mr. Mu came to this conclusion, and he couldn't help but worry that such a strange power could never be created by that boy. Is it a high-level Warcraft!?
At the thought of Warcraft, he was shocked. The news that the other two teams of people and horses died tragically under the claws of the falcon were still lingering in his ears!
Seven or eight people around were holding torches, not a crackling sound. Under the light of fire, Mr. Mu's old face changed. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Go back to the camp!"