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Chapter 28 of 100

Chapter 28

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As the voices of people outside the mountain pass drifted in, Yang Junshan, without a word, wrapped the little tiger cub in his arms and glanced at the two massive corpses of the fierce beasts on the ground. In terms of the skin, fur, bones, and flesh of the two beasts, the mountain tiger was undoubtedly superior. A single intact mountain tiger skin was worth far more than four bear paws.

However, Yang Junshan, holding a cold dagger, turned and walked towards the ground bear. Although the mountain tiger's skin was valuable, it was not easy to remove. The four bear paws, on the other hand, could be cut off easily.

Even so, just as Yang Junshan had cut off the third bear paw, more than ten young men who had rushed into the mountain pass had already discovered the two massive corpses of the fierce beasts and Yang Junshan's actions.

"Stop!"

"These two fierce beasts are ours!"

Ignoring the shock the two massive corpses of the fierce beasts had brought them, the young men were furious at Yang Junshan's actions and rushed over, shouting and cursing.

The young man at the forefront said nothing, but his eyes almost shot out two streams of anger, and it was Zhang Yueming.

Putting the third bear paw in his waist pouch, Yang Junshan directly tied the dozens of pounds heavy waist pouch to his back and fled. He didn't even glance at the remaining bear paw, and as for the mountain tiger's corpse, since he didn't know how to deal with it in front of the little tiger cub, he left it to Zhang Yueming and the others.

"Where are you running!"

Zhang Yueming suddenly leaped high, and with a forward flick of his right hand, a long vine suddenly shot out from his palm, swaying like a snake, and wrapped around Yang Junshan, who was over ten yards away.

Although Yang Junshan was running away with his back to Zhang Yueming, at the moment the vine snake shot over, he seemed to have known it in advance. He suddenly crouched and rolled into the grass, making the long vine wrap around nothing.

While Zhang Yueming was still in mid-air, Yang Junshan, who had rolled in the grass, was already kneeling on one knee, and an arrow was already drawn on a carved large bow in his hand.

*Twang, whoosh!*

The bowstring vibrated, and an iron-feathered arrow shot straight at Zhang Yueming's leg. However, Yang Junshan did not even look at the result of this arrow and turned to continue running into the forest behind him.

Zhang Yueming, in mid-air, seemed to have no way to avoid the arrow. However, before the iron-feathered arrow reached him, Zhang Yueming had already drawn his long sword from his waist and pointed it forward, accurately striking the arrow. A metallic clang sounded, and the iron-feathered arrow was deflected, while Zhang Yueming, upon landing, was pushed back by the force of the arrow, his right hand holding the sword trembling with pain.

Yang Junshan knew that the arrow just now could not harm Zhang Yueming, but it was only meant to block him. However, he did not expect that Zhang Yueming did not use any external force, but relied on his own strength to deflect the arrow at the last moment, which made Yang Junshan's evaluation of Zhang Yueming rise even higher.

At this moment, Yang Junshan was only a few yards away from the dense forest. Just as he was about to escape into the forest and use the trees to shake off the young men behind him, a fierce whistle sounded from behind him, and a green light rose from his back, casting a shadow several yards long on the ground.

This is a magical flying sword!

Yang Junshan inwardly said, "Not good," and without running into the forest, he turned around. The dazzling green light almost blinded his entire field of vision.

Yang Junshan endured the blinding light, and with a swipe of his right hand in the quiver on his back, a red iron-feathered arrow covered in runes was already drawn on the bow. The earth elemental energy stored in his body surged into the arrow, and the ring on his finger also glowed faintly, causing the red arrow to ignite with a faint flame.

As the bowstring vibrated, a streak of red light shot through the air and collided with the green light. A red glow spread in the green light and was quickly assimilated and swallowed. A loud explosion echoed in the mountain pass, making all the young men's ears ring, and the green light that filled the mountain pass weakened significantly in an instant.

Although the magical flying sword was weakened by the explosive arrow, it still relentlessly flew towards Yang Junshan. Yang Junshan, ignoring the blinding light, stared intently at the green light. In his hand, a dagger appeared, and he fiercely slashed at the incoming green light.

A grating sound echoed, and the cold dagger in Yang Junshan's hand was left with only the copper handle, with blood streaming from his palm. The faint green light directly hit Yang Junshan's chest.

*Clang!*

Yang Junshan was hit hard and thrown back two yards, rolling on the ground. He tried to get up, but the intense pain in his chest made his face pale, and he had to take a few deep breaths to recover.

The green light dissipated, and a two-foot-long green wooden sword fell into Zhang Yueming's hand. Seeing Yang Junshan, who was half-lying on the ground, though disheveled, still calm, Zhang Yueming was surprised, but his heart was even more shocked!

He actually managed to use a hundred-refined dagger to strike the body of the green light arrow!

This was not comparable to when Zhang Yueming deflected Yang Junshan's iron-feathered arrow. The green light arrow, in terms of power and speed, was far superior to an ordinary iron-feathered arrow. Zhang Yueming admitted that if he were in Yang Junshan's position, he would not have been able to do it.

"I did not want to harm you, but once the green light sword is activated, even I find it hard to control it. If you hand over the bear paws and bear gallbladder on your body, I will let you go. What do you think?"

Yang Junshan's displayed strength was enough to make Zhang Yueming wary. Although Zhang Yueming still believed he could gain the upper hand, with the support of the Heaven-Shaking Sect behind him, he was not a person who acted recklessly. Moreover, a life-and-death struggle between the two would only result in a fight to the death, and killing was something a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy did not want to do lightly.

The moment Zhang Yueming rushed over, he had already seen the situation in the mountain pass. It was clear that the other party had not yet completely dissected the two fierce beasts, which made Zhang Yueming sigh in relief. However, the massive wound on the ground bear's chest and the three severed bear paws all indicated that the most valuable parts of the ground bear had already been taken by Yang Junshan.

Yang Junshan's shirt was torn, revealing the heart-protecting mirror inside, with a half-inch deep indentation added to the original fist mark on the mirror.

"Heh heh!" Yang Junshan laughed coldly, but the movement triggered the pain in his chest, causing him to cough violently. Nevertheless, he staggered to his feet and looked at the young men who were approaching behind Zhang Yueming.

"Want the bear paws and bear gallbladder? Come and take them!"

Although Zhang Yueming was indeed formidable, Yang Junshan's displayed strength had also made the young men wary. Even the green light sword could be blocked, and Yang Junshan's strength was clearly beyond what the young men could match. Moreover, the carved large bow in Yang Junshan's hand had previously attracted much attention on the square in front of the arena, and knowing that his father was a martial artist, they were naturally unwilling to offend him.

Seeing that the young men were hesitant to advance, Zhang Yueming did not want to make a mortal enemy of Yang Junshan. After some thought, he said sincerely, "We were the ones who injured the mountain tiger. Although the mountain tiger was originally stronger than the ground bear, we put in the most effort in the fight. However, the final blow clearly belongs to this brother. I propose that we divide the essence of the two fierce beasts equally. I will personally give this brother one bear paw. What do you think?"

To be fair, Yang Junshan had indeed taken advantage of Zhang Yueming and the others. If they were to divide the spoils equally, one bear paw for Yang Junshan would be reasonable. Moreover, the young men did not yet know that Su Baozhang, who had led them astray, was originally part of Yang Junshan's group.

However, Yang Junshan was not willing to share the benefits he had already obtained, especially after Zhang Yueming's attack had nearly cost him his life. Not to mention the two bear paws in his backpack, which had their essence of immortality removed, and the high-quality bear gallbladder.

As he spoke, Zhang Yueming signaled the young men behind him to slowly spread out to the sides, subtly forming a包围 around Yang Junshan.

Zhang Yueming's actions could not be hidden from Yang Junshan's eyes. Seeing the mocking smile in Yang Junshan's eyes, Zhang Yueming suddenly felt that he had overlooked something. He roared, "Attack, stop him!"

As he spoke, a jade pendant at his waist suddenly shattered, and a ball of spiritual light was caught by Zhang Yueming and pressed onto the hilt of the green light sword. The green light rose again, and with a point of his finger, the sword light shot straight at Yang Junshan's thigh.

However, Zhang Yueming was a step too late. Just before he acted, Yang Junshan had already shot an arrow towards the highest tree in the dense forest, with an extremely fine thread tied to the end of the arrow, the other end of which was tied to the bow.

The moment the green light sword was launched, the thread tied to the arrow suddenly retracted, and Yang Junshan was lifted into the air, being pulled into the dense forest. Using the high tree as a pivot, he swung deeper into the forest by dozens of yards. At this point, the thread of the arrow suddenly broke, and Yang Junshan's figure rolled into the depths of the forest and disappeared, while the green light sword crashed into the forest behind Yang Junshan, cutting through four or five trees before exhausting its spiritual energy.

He actually let this guy escape!

This made Zhang Yueming think of Su Baozhang, who had been cornered on the cliff by them. Could these two be a team?

"Brother Ming, should we chase him?" a young man asked cautiously.

"No, we won't chase him. Bear Immortal had already said that these two fierce beasts could not possibly have the essence of immortality. Let's deal with the corpses of the two fierce beasts first!" Zhang Yueming looked in the direction Yang Junshan had left, with a faint premonition in his heart. This would not be their last encounter!