"Coach, it's wrong, it's not over there!"

Charles looked in the direction Max was walking, and it turned out that there was also a branch where the snow had fallen, but there was no remnant of steel on this branch, perhaps it was a place where winter birds stopped.

Hearing Charles's shout, Max turned around and looked at him a little anxiously.

At this glance, he was a little stunned.

At some point, this kid was fully armed, put on a sophisticated battle armor, and jumped back and forth on several trees with only a pair of feet and hands.

"Instructor, follow me!" Before the words could be finished, Charles took the lead, kicked his foot on the trunk of the tree, and flew far away.

Max was worried about how to catch up with this monkey-like recruit, but he heard him sing from afar:

"Flying Blades!"

"Tuk, tuk, tuk!"

I saw a few "thick" silver flying blades flying from the front, from near to far, from low to high, piercing a few trees in front of Max.

"It's ...... Give me a foothold?"

Max was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately, stepped forward and carefully grabbed a flying blade, and with a little effort, he jumped up and stepped on the flying blade.

With a firm foothold and excellent force, he jumped with confidence and immediately stepped on the second flying blade.

Seeing the special appearance of this flying blade, he couldn't help but sigh:

This kid, afraid that I would cut it, also condensed a flying blade into this bladeless appearance, it really deserves to be an eagle, this magic is not something ordinary people can do.

If Max knew that Charles had never honestly condensed a proper flying blade, I don't know how he would feel.

Charles was armed in the jungle, in this dense forest, like a dragon entering the sea, swimming back and forth between the trunks and branches, if he hadn't remembered to place the flying blade for the instructor to settle down, I am afraid it would be a few points faster.

After running in the forest for a while, Max gradually came back to his senses, and he almost stepped on the steel flying blade and went straight all the way, without stopping for a moment, but looking at the figure of Charles in front of him gradually became farther and farther away.

Is he a man or a monkey, and how can he climb a tree faster than I do?

While thinking about it, Max found Charles crouching on a thick steel flying blade, as if watching something.

He knew that the enemy was probably not far away, so he quickly held his breath and lightly stopped on another tree, where there was a flying blade that Charles had prepared for him to land.

Sure enough, as soon as he approached, Charles turned around and gestured at him, signaling to someone below.

Charles arrived first, covered by the field, and had already observed the terrain, which was less than fifty steps from the edge of the nearest dense forest, and the ordinary Chosen One could escape in just a few breaths.

Beneath the branches of his and Max's library was a rare flat area in the dense forest, where the snow had been shoveled away and piled up on the periphery of the flat land, and a low wall of ice and snow had been erected.

If you chase you from the ground, you will be blinded by the snow, and you will be able to find it from a distance.

In this simple camp, two thin men in light leather armor sat in it, dressed like mercenaries from the western region, who Max recognized.

The two mercenaries were in their thirties, one of them had a disheveled head, and the other was neatly short.

Max saw it from this angle, and both of them looked down and held the whetstone, as if they were polishing their climbing equipment in the shape of a flying hook, and it seemed that they had been almost trimmed.

He made a gesture towards Charles, and was about to swoop down, catching the two thieves-like mercenaries off guard, when he heard a few sharp sounds of breaking the air in the air.

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

He hurriedly looked up, only to see three arrows reflecting the cold light coming towards him, not only blocking his dive route, but also aiming at his chest and abdomen.

The body instinctively wants to dodge, but in this mid-air, only a flying blade of this square inch size can stand people, and where can he hide?

At the critical moment, he heard Charles on the trunk opposite:

"Steel Shield!"

Max felt that it was suddenly dark in front of him, but it was Charles who hurriedly summoned a steel shield, and the latter came first, before the arrow was added, and it was able to block him.

"Ding, ding!"

Three piercing sounds of metal striking came from the shield, and Lao Mai was in a cold sweat.

If Charles hadn't put up this shield in time, he wouldn't have had three more holes in his body at this moment.

He hid behind the iron shield and glanced in the direction where the arrow was fired, but all he saw was the gray shadows of the trees, and he was confident that his eyesight was so good that he could not see where the archer was hiding.

"Leave this to me, instructor, you concentrate on the two below. Charles focused his gaze on the depths of the forest, apparently having discovered the location of the archer.

"Okay! ”

Now that the two of them have been exposed, Max is no longer hiding, so he simply flew down and attacked the two on the ground directly.

The two men on the ground heard the sound of arrows and jumped up from their places in vigilance.

Seeing Max flying down from the sky, they did not hesitate to throw out the flying hooks in their hands and spread out to the trees on both sides.

Before anyone landed, the target ran first, and Max was so angry that he yelled: "Damn, you thieves, don't run!"

But the other party made it clear that he didn't confront him head-on, just hid in a tree, observed for a while, and determined that there were only two opponents, so he was a little relieved.

"It's not a small amount of courage, even two people, dare to chase after it, don't the people in the other barracks have brains?" the mercenary with his cape sneered as he crunched behind a stout tree.

"Be careful, don't be careless, this is a veteran of the archers, a ninth-level. The inch-headed mercenary reminded on the trunk of the tree at the other end, apparently having investigated some of the situation in the different camps, Max's signature scarred eyebrows are still quite recognizable.

Before he finished speaking, Max had already found two throwing knives out of nowhere, but his right hand shook slightly, and the two throwing knives shot out of both sides.

"Whoosh—whoosh!"

The two mercenaries hurriedly retracted their heads and hid behind the trees, but the long-haired mercenaries were still a step slower after all, and the sharp flying knives flew over his cheeks, directly cutting off half of his small ears, and blood sprayed out, and a new touch of red was suddenly added to the snow, like a few small red flowers on a white canvas, which was very beautiful.

"Oh!

The inch-headed mercenary didn't seem to care much about his partner's injury, he hid behind a tree and thought for a while, his eyes slowly locked on Charles, who was squatting on a high place motionless, and slowly spoke with a hint of coldness:

"The two of us can't move at the ninth level, so let's take down the young one above first and take him as a hostage. ”

He spoke slowly and logically, not at all afraid of being heard by Max.

"Hostages?"

Max frowned, he had come all the way, and he already had some understanding of Charles's ability, of course, these two thieves were not difficult for him, but they ......

There is also a far-reaching archer who doesn't know where to hide, so he can't rest assured that he will be attacked on his back.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look anxious, and two flying knives shot out angrily, hitting the trunks of the two of them as cover, and warned: "You dare?"

"Hmph, see if I dare!"

The long-haired mercenary was carelessly injured in the ear for a moment, and his heart was extremely resentful, and when he heard Max's cry of concern, the corners of his mouth immediately twisted into a cruel sneer, and his thin figure actually hid behind the trunk of a tree and moved up quickly, as easily as crawling forward on the ground.

He glanced up at Charles's young face, and smiled disdainfully in his heart:

Where did this young master soldier come from, he acted in a suit of steel armor in such a place, once he fell off a tree, he even had a hard time turning over, what else did he fight?