Chapter 19

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Chen Xun did not run far, stopping at the edge of the dense forest on the other side of the stream.

His left shoulder was almost shattered, and in the dense forest, he could not escape far before being caught by another Black Mountain warrior.

He spared that man's life to gain these few dozen breaths of time.

Even if these few dozen breaths were only enough for him to visualize the Great Peng Fist for a moment, the divine aura released from his body could significantly slow the worsening of his left shoulder injury.

Now, he had already incapacitated one of the two Black Mountain warriors, and with only one left, he was not without confidence in a fight.

Although he had not participated in tribal conflicts for more than three years, he knew that in a narrow encounter, the brave would win. If he only knew how to flee with his injuries, being hunted by the Black Mountain warriors deep in Python Tooth Ridge, his chances of survival would be even lower.

He looked at the pair of short spikes in his hand and felt secretly fortunate. If it weren't for the strange beast skeleton he obtained from the nest of the Green-eyed Hawk, and without these beast bone short spikes that could rival divine weapons, he would have had no chance to severely injure that Black Mountain warrior.

A mid-stage peak warrior was immensely strong, with skin as tough as armor and bones as hard as iron. It was difficult for him to severely injure them with his bare hands.

But these short spikes not only easily pierced the tough skin of the Black Mountain warrior but also, in their mid-air exchange, severed the tendons and flesh at the back of the man's knee.

Chen Xun didn't know if the Black Mountain warrior could recover from the injury to his knee, but he didn't have to worry about him standing up again.

Gushan, abnormally tall and muscular, sat on the ground like half a black tower. His legs were almost severed at the knees, and no matter how brave and powerful he had been in the past, he was now just a crawling worm.

Seeing that the young brat from the Black Python tribe did not flee but instead stood on the other side of the stream watching, Gushan's ugly face twisted in anger. The fierce totem on his body seemed to come alive like a demon in the dark, his red eyes burning, and his huge fists smashing the surrounding rocks and trees like rain. He roared at Gulei, who was rushing to his aid from the cliff:

"Gulei, kill this little bastard! Chop him into meat paste and take out his heart for me to eat!"

Gulei saw the blood gushing from Gushan's abdomen and took out a hemostatic ointment from his chest to apply to him. Seeing the almost severed legs, he was secretly alarmed:

He didn't expect this little brat from the Black Python tribe to be so tough, managing to severely injure Gushan, who was only slightly less powerful than him, in just a few exchanges.

Seeing Gulei's hesitation, Gushan cursed, "You bastard, do you have balls or not? That beast was hiding in the cave and ambushed me, and I already kicked his left shoulder to pieces. If you let him escape, the tribal chief will definitely kill you!"

Gulei did not see Gushan being ambushed earlier. Seeing the young brat from the Black Python tribe standing on the opposite bank without fleeing, he was still doubtful. He took out a short spear from his back and threw it like a thunderbolt.

The stream was about three to four hundred meters wide, but when Gulei's short spear left his hand, it seemed as if the distance did not exist. In the next moment, it crossed the stream like a black lightning bolt, whistling through the air, and aimed directly at Chen Xun's chest.

Chen Xun's left shoulder injury had slightly eased, but he still found it difficult to dodge.

He also wanted to know how strong Gulei's attack was, so he held the short spikes in front of his chest in a cross pattern.

With a loud "bang," sparks flew, the bone spikes remained unharmed, but the bone spear broke into several pieces.

Chen Xun was pushed back seven or eight steps by the force, crashing into the roots of a tree that would take four or five people to encircle, before he could steady himself. His internal organs were shaken, and he almost spat out blood again. He estimated that Gulei's throw had a force of three to four thousand pounds.

Chen Xun was furious: Gu Chen and Gu Hu, these two bastards, were too damn shameless, sending two mid-stage peak warriors to chase and kill a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child like him.

Chen Xun did not know that even mid-stage peak warriors rarely dared to venture into the depths of Python Tooth Ridge.

Gu Chen and Gu Hu did not know that the leader of the strange beasts in this forest, the Black-scaled Fox, had already been struck dead by lightning, leaving a power vacuum in the territory. Seeing that a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child like Chen Xun dared to hunt the Green-eyed Hawk alone in the deep mountains, they naturally overestimated his abilities.

If it weren't for the presence of the deputy captain Su Qingfeng and his group as guests in the Black Mountain tribe, Gu Chen and Gu Hu would not have hesitated to come themselves.

If a talent like Chen Xun were allowed to grow up, would the Black Mountain tribe still have good days ahead?

Fortunately, neither Gu Hu nor Gu Chen, both upper-stage warriors, came. Otherwise, Chen Xun would probably have met his end today.

Chen Xun's left shoulder injury worsened, and he felt extremely uneasy. However, Gulei, standing on the opposite bank, was even more alarmed, looking at Gushan sitting on the ground: This kid's left shoulder doesn't look like it's severely injured at all.

Gushan was also shocked:

The tribal chief sent them to investigate, saying that this kid had been severely injured in a fight with the Green-eyed Hawk. They thought they could easily deal with him when they searched the hawk's nest, but when he climbed down the cliff using the vines, the kid ambushed him with concealed breath, showing no signs of injury.

And just now, he clearly felt that the kid's left shoulder was shattered, but how could the kid still block Gulei's spear with such ease?

Gushan's surprise did not stop him from shouting at Gulei:

"Zongtu must have given this little brat countless healing medicines. Go and chop him up, don't give him a chance to catch his breath..."

Gulei thought the same. The tribal chief had no reason to lie to them. If the kid didn't have supreme healing medicines, how could he be fine today after being severely injured yesterday?

And just now, the kid had a chance to kill Gushan but fled to the opposite cliff instead, suggesting that his left shoulder was indeed shattered and he had to escape to take medicine and heal.

A medicine that could stabilize a shattered bone in just a few dozen breaths was something Gulei had never heard of. Greed arose in his heart, and he immediately picked up a huge spear and leaped across the stream to chase after Chen Xun.

Seeing Gulei coming, Chen Xun turned and entered the dense forest.

On the side of the stone cliff, the slope was mostly rock, with only a few trees and vines growing in the crevices, making it difficult for the forest to be dense. But on the other side of the stream, the soil was fertile, and a dense forest had grown over thousands or tens of thousands of years.

The forest was filled with giant trees that would take four or five people to encircle.

The tall tree canopies cast dense shadows, and each tree was entangled with dozens of thick vines from the roots to the top. The ground was crowded with exposed tree roots and thick vines, like countless giant snakes entwined together.

There was no place to step, and the tree roots and vines were covered with green or purple moss, making them extremely slippery.

Chen Xun had previously crossed mountains and forests, either along the stream or directly on the ridges. Although the terrain was rugged, there were not so many vines.

The most difficult and dangerous part was this primeval forest, which was home to countless venomous insects and fierce snakes.

Chen Xun had no choice now.

Although the forest was dangerous and hard to navigate, his small and agile body made it easier for him to move. If not for his injured left shoulder, he could have swung from the vines like a monkey.

Gulei, tall like an iron tower, appeared slightly clumsy in the dense forest.

However, even if Gulei was clumsy, he was still a mid-stage peak warrior. He swung his spear to cut through the vines that blocked his path.

The huge spear, with a three-foot-long blade, was like a super-long three-bladed knife. Under Gulei's swings, the thick vines, thicker than his arm, were easily cut.

Gulei pursued relentlessly, even closing the distance with Chen Xun.

Gulei took a short spear from his back with his left hand, watching Chen Xun's back, adjusting his posture as he ran.

Chen Xun's heart raced, feeling as if a venomous snake was staring at him.

This feeling made him extremely uncomfortable, and his spiritual sea suddenly opened.

His sharp spiritual sense made it feel as if he had an eye in the back of his head. In the next moment, he felt Gulei's eyes burning with fierce intent, and a powerful killing aura swept toward him, almost extinguishing his spirit.

In a flash, Chen Xun's body moved like a light forest sparrow, sliding to the left, barely avoiding the bone spear thrown from behind.

The bone spear grazed his neck, severing a vine tree as thick as two people could encircle, and the whistling sound almost burst his eardrums.

The sound of the air breaking reached his ears after the spear had passed, and the air currents stirred the decaying leaves in the forest, making them fly in all directions.

Damn, doesn't this mean that Gulei's throw was faster than the speed of sound?

A mid-stage peak warrior, don't be so exaggerated, right?

Chen Xun was shocked, touching the blood on his neck where the air had cut it, thinking that if the spear had hit, his slender neck would have been shattered.

He turned and leaned against a tree, staring at Gulei, who had closed the distance by several meters.

Gulei had already switched his huge spear to his left hand and was about to throw another short spear with his right hand.

Chen Xun had no confidence that he could always dodge such attacks from behind.

Damn, let's fight.

Chen Xun did not know that his ability to dodge the spear as if he had eyes in the back of his head left Gulei even more astonished.

In battles between mid-stage warriors, it was important not only to observe the surroundings but also to listen for the wind and shadows.

His spear was faster than the wind, leaving no sound to hear, yet the kid from the Black Python tribe could easily dodge it. Didn't this mean that the kid had already developed the spiritual sense and intuition of an upper-stage warrior?

The kid's ability to easily block his thrown spear at the stream earlier showed that he had extraordinary talent and strength, with arms almost as strong as his own. Gulei was even more surprised that the kid, at such a young age, had already developed his spirit to the point of having spiritual sense and intuition. He felt that the tribal chief's decision to send him and Gushan to chase and kill this kid was truly far-sighted.

If this kid grew up, and if the Black Python tribe had a new generation of powerful warriors, the Black Mountain tribe would have no future.

"Die!"

Gulei's eyes flashed, and he roared, his voice like thunder. The short spear in his hand turned into a long rainbow, hurtling toward Chen Xun's chest, the air currents and wind like a knife, instantly cutting through the vines and leaves along its path, showing the incredible force and power of the spear.

Seeing the fierce light in Gulei's triangular eyes, even from a distance of 150 meters, Chen Xun felt the shadow of a fierce wolf in his eyes.

Chen Xun's thoughts raced, but his body could not keep up. As he leaned to the right, his left shoulder was hit by a sharp pain.

A mass of flesh was torn open by the spear, turning into a rain of blood in the air. Chen Xun's left shoulder, now exposed to the bone, was covered in cracks, and blood gushed out like a spring.

Chen Xun, with his spirit and strength, stopped the bleeding, his eyes fixed on the rapidly approaching Gulei.

Not expecting his killing blow to miss the vital spot, Gulei did not have time to be surprised by the kid's performance. Today, either he or the kid would die, and he could not let the kid live to leave this forest.

He stomped on the tree roots, taking strides of seven or eight meters at a time.