Chapter 47 of 100
Chapter 47
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The hillside was strewn with gravel and shrubs. Just as Li Wenjun passed through a thicket, he stepped on a stone, which rolled down the steep slope with a rumble.
The sudden sound of the stone hitting the hillside echoed in the quiet valley, like the morning bell and evening drum, ringing in Li Wenjun's ears. He shivered and stopped in his tracks.
Thinking of the smoke from yesterday, Li Wenjun realized he still couldn't let his guard down. He held the hunting spear he was leaning on, extended it in front of him, and probed the path ahead, confirming there was no danger before proceeding.
Both Sun Baicao and Wang the Hunter had once told him how to set traps in the mountains. Some skilled hunters could set traps that could even kill a powerful bear. If Li Wenjun guessed wrong, he would surely suffer a great loss.
When he reached halfway up the hill, the spear probed into a thicket. Suddenly, a sharp sound of a spring tightening echoed, and Li Wenjun felt something hit the spear heavily.
Li Wenjun pulled the spear out of the thicket and was surprised to find a trap on it. The trap had sharp teeth and a faint blue glow, indicating it had been coated with a deadly poison.
Li Wenjun looked at the trap with a serious expression. This place was far from any town, and according to his estimate, it was at least a hundred miles from the nearest village. Even the most agile hunter wouldn't easily come this far, let alone coat a trap with poison. There was definitely something wrong here.
Li Wenjun looked at the place where the smoke had risen yesterday and smiled coldly. To think that such a trick could scare him away was to underestimate him.
Li Wenjun found some dry grass and wrapped it around the trap, preparing to remove it from the spear. Just as he bent down and grabbed the trap, he heard a rumbling sound behind him. He turned around and was startled.
He saw a boulder, taller than a person, rolling down the hill toward where he was standing. The boulder weighed at least a thousand pounds and was moving at a terrifying speed. Even a slight touch would result in broken bones and torn tendons.
Li Wenjun didn't have time to remove the trap from the spear. He took a deep breath, leaped up, and landed his foot on the rolling boulder, preparing to land on the hillside.
At that moment, a whistling sound was heard, and an arrow with feathers flew from the hilltop, aiming straight for his chest. Li Wenjun's eyes widened; he could clearly see that the arrowhead was also coated with a deadly poison.
Li Wenjun had no time to do anything else. He drew the broadsword from his waist, aimed at the arrow, and swung the sword, striking it hard.
The arrow, deflected by the force, flew past Li Wenjun's side.
Li Wenjun landed on the ground, holding his sword horizontally and staring at the hilltop, shouting, "Who?"
The hilltop was silent, and no one answered his question.
Li Wenjun used his light body technique, took large steps, and rushed toward the hilltop like a meteor. When he reached the top, he found no one there.
"Timid turtle, you run fast. Don't let me catch you, or I'll split you in two," Li Wenjun said, eager to return to his training and not waste time looking for the person.
Unexpectedly, just as Li Wenjun was about to leave the hilltop, another arrow whistled from behind him.
Li Wenjun deflected the arrow with his sword, and he looked at the place where the arrow came from coldly, saying, "I was in a good mood and didn't want to argue with you, but you're still trying to provoke me. Fine, leave your head behind."
Li Wenjun, while being cautious, used his foot to kick a few stones toward the thicket.
There were only a few places around the hilltop where someone could hide, either in the thicket or behind the rocks. The stones Li Wenjun kicked were fast and powerful. After just a few kicks, he heard a scream.
The thicket shook, and a man, holding his shoulder, stood up from behind it. His eyes were like those of a wild beast, cruel and cold, devoid of any human emotion.
"Grandpa hid in the mountains, and you still found me. It seems that heaven has seen I haven't killed anyone for a long time and sent you to me. Boy, meeting Grandpa Wang is your bad luck. Hand over your life."
The man took a deep breath, leaped several feet high, and pounced on Li Wenjun like a hawk diving for a rabbit. He held a steel sword, and even before he reached Li Wenjun, he exuded an invincible aura.
The moment the man appeared, Li Wenjun felt as if he had seen a ghost. He never expected to encounter Wang Yonggui, a notorious bandit wanted by the government for many years, in this desolate place.
Wang Yonggui was not an easy opponent. He was highly skilled in martial arts, ruthless, and had many sophisticated methods of killing. Just now, Li Wenjun had encountered a poisoned trap, a rolling boulder, and a poisoned arrow, all of which were designed to take a life. If Li Wenjun hadn't had some skills, he would have been sent to the underworld long ago.
Li Wenjun was like a hedgehog; he appeared gentle and docile, but once provoked, he would raise his spines and pierce his enemies until they were bloodied and bruised.
The common people said that Wang Yonggui was a top martial artist. Today, seeing his superb light body technique, it was clear that he deserved the title. No wonder the government's officers often suffered at his hands. Unfortunately, this time, Wang Yonggui was about to meet his match.
Li Wenjun narrowed his eyes and watched Wang Yonggui pounce. When Wang Yonggui reached the highest point of his leap, Li Wenjun tapped the ground and shot up. Before entering the mountain, he had practiced his light body technique extensively. After encountering various dangers in the mountain, he frequently used this technique as a means of self-preservation, and he had learned many small tricks through practical experience.
At this moment, he used these tricks, precisely controlling his energy output. This time, he didn't jump to his maximum height but landed precisely behind Wang Yonggui, half a body length higher.
Wang Yonggui looked at Li Wenjun in shock. He had roamed the江湖 for many years, able to kill and escape easily, thanks to his superb light body technique. Wang Yonggui admitted that his skills might not be the best in the world, but few could surpass him in light body technique.
What was infuriating was that he had been hiding in the Five Peaks Mountain for nearly several months without encountering anyone, and the first person he met was so formidable. Moreover, this person was even better than him in the very skill he was proud of.
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