Chapter 13: The Hunt

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"Hmph...... Woohoo......"

The death of one companion did not bring any fear to the remaining two fanged wild boars, and after a U-turn, they rushed towards Zhou Li again. (Please search for the fastest novel website!)

Zhou Li's hand moved, pulled the dagger into a sword flower, and then inserted it back into the scabbard.

With a gleam in his eyes, Zhou Li's fists clenched suddenly, and his eyes fell on the fanged boar.

"Come on, try the strength of 14oo kilograms. ”

Almost at the moment when the fanged boar collided, Zhou Li punched after activating the "cold blood", and blasted like lightning towards the middle of the two fangs of a fanged boar, heading straight for its head. That kind of muscle tensed, squeezed out of the force, with a self-sacrificing momentum.

"Bang!"

This kind of flesh-to-flesh collision sound brings a dull feeling, but it makes people feel a kind of power in existence.

The power reflected back by his arm in an instant made Zhou Li's arm numb, and he unconsciously exerted force under his feet, like an old tree that had taken root, nailed to the ground. It's just that the force of the fanged boar's impact was so strong that Zhou Li stomped into the turf of the valley and ploughed out a trace several meters long.

The tusked boar's collision stopped.

Without even a snort, the fanged boar's skull was shattered by the punch, destroying the brain tissue.

The mid-level strength of the martial artist is 7oo kilograms, and after using cold blood, 1oo% of the critical hit is equivalent to 14oo kilograms, no matter how strong the fanged wild boar is, it is only a first-order demonic beast, and there is no room for resistance at all.

This blow brought Zhou Li a shock, which was also huge.

Before, he was still struggling with the lack of a thief's skill, but in fact, when you understand its secrets, the effect is as strong as it is now.

The remaining fanged boar did not leave because of the death of its companion, and its red eyes stared at Zhou Li.

Glancing at the "cold-blooded", the cooling has just begun.

The "deboning" had already cooled down, but Zhou Li didn't plan to use it, but swam around the fanged wild boar.

Many times, when you've used all your skills, your goal isn't dead yet. Wander around and let the skill cool down, which is something every thief must master. Just like now, "cold-blooded" requires a cooldown of 2 minutes, and in the absence of replaceable skills, Zhou Li can only use wandering to delay time.

2 minutes may not seem like much, but when you're fighting, sometimes a second is a long time.

The fanged boar is still on a rampage, but it can't hurt Zhou Li, who has the skill to dodge.

As soon as the 2 minutes arrived, the "cold blood" cooled down, Zhou Li started without hesitation, and then hit the fanged boar's head from the side with a punch. 14oo kilograms of force, the result was that the fanged boar's bones shattered, and the entire head was almost blown out.

Blood splattered out along with the fanged boar's eyes and mouth, and it was forcibly moved several meters horizontally by Zhou Li's blow, and fell down with a bang.

Shaking his somewhat numb arm, Zhou Li took out the dagger and began to squat on the side of the fanged boar and cut it.

The valuable things on the fanged wild boar, Zhou Li didn't plan to let go.

Perhaps among the children of other families, the fanged boar was just a first-order demonic beast, and there were few valuable things on its body, so it was not worth their hands at all, but it dirty their hands. But Zhou Li is different, now he is definitely shy in his pocket, and after this toss, just living in the inn cost thirty silver coins.

Of the sixty silver coins given by the Zhou family, there are no more than ten left.

Making money has become Zhou Li's current task.

The value of the fanged boar is not high, and the harvest of the three heads is enough to maintain the basic expenses of a family for a month.

Fangs, pigskins, hedrons.

Zhou Li didn't leave a single one, and all of them were packed into the prepared bag.

......

Sarin forest enclosure.

Regarding the division of Shalin and Linhai, Zhou Li didn't know how it was divided.

Although there are occasionally some high-level demonic beasts appearing on the periphery, in general, it is just an accidental phenomenon. Some Demonic Beasts, they only move in a fixed area, and they do not go deep into the depths of the Shalin Forest Sea. Warcraft also have a territory, and other Warcraft are generally not allowed to enter their territory.

Many warriors can obtain some furs, materials, and hedrons in some areas without much effort.

Most of these are the losers in the battle between the Warcraft and the Warcraft, and their flesh and bones will be devoured by other Warcraft, leaving some wreckage that is useless to them.

Precisely, the warriors need these wreckage.

"This should be the territory of the third-order barefoot blackbird. ”

The barefoot blackbird, in the form of a pheasant, slightly larger than the ostrich, with black feathers all over its body, is known for its fast running, in this mountain forest, running like the wind, can disappear in the dense jungle in an instant. This feature makes the barefoot blackbird the most popular low-level mount for countless warriors.

A barefoot blackbird, after being tamed, can be as high as a dozen gold in the market.

Unfortunately, a job like taming a barefoot blackbird is not something that everyone can do, and it is necessary for animal trainers who have mastered certain secrets to tame it.

Outside the field of vision, several barefoot blackbirds were digging through the dirt, taking out the hidden insects and swallowing them into their stomachs.

Zhou Li lay in a bush, just staring at the four barefoot blackbirds.

The strength of the third order is comparable to his own, but after he turns on the cold blood, the critical hit effect produced by himself has reached the level of a sixth-order martial artist, and he can kill one of them in an instant. And the three-stage blow of "deboning" is so strong that it can completely hit one more.

Zhou Li's brain was calculating rapidly.

The third-order barefoot blackbird is valued for its bare feet and black plumage, and a small protruding horn on its head.

Needless to say, the market price of the spar fluctuates around 5o silver, and the lowest will not be lower than 45 silver coins.

You only need to hunt one, and you will have an income of almost 1 gold, which is very rich.

And what makes the third-order barefoot blackbird so highly profitable is naturally its degree, which is difficult to catch. They are not like other magical beasts, they will rush up when they see a warrior, and their first reaction is to run away, burrow into the dense woods, and disappear without a trace.

This instinct to flee for their lives is also the reason why barefoot blackbirds are able to survive in large numbers in the forest of the sarin.

Many warriors would rather choose other magical beasts than come to hunt the barefoot blackbird.

"One has an income of 1 gold, you don't need much, you only need 2, it's a bumper harvest. ”

"I have just been promoted to the third order, and the sea of qi in my body has dried up, and I need a large number of crystals to fill it. ”

"The third-order barefoot blackbird's spar is just right for you. ”

I don't have the money to buy spars, so I have to hunt them myself.

Zhou Li licked his lips, handed the dagger to his left hand, and his right hand was clenched into a fist, approaching cautiously. His agility allowed him to gently walk around the branches and leaves of the bushes, and a familiar feeling came, as if he was back in the game.

The sun shone in the jungle and fell on Zhou Li's face.

Not far away.

The four barefoot blackbirds were foraging in the grass, and from time to time they would raise their heads vigilantly and look around.

Thirty meters.

Twenty meters.

Zhou Li didn't move anymore, because he knew that at this distance, with the vigilance and agility of a barefoot blackbird, it was easy to sense himself. Zhou Li thought that his degree was slightly faster than that of a martial artist of the same level, but compared to the barefoot blackbird, its degree was enough to throw himself off several streets.

Lurking in a piece of grass, Zhou Li clenched the dagger and did not move.

The chosen place is based on the direction in which the barefoot blackbird feeds, and it only needs to lurk here, and they will gradually move towards their latent position.

In this way, it is possible to achieve the purpose of approaching them.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, four barefoot blackbirds began to approach Zhou Li's location.

Ten meters.

Five meters.

Almost instantly, Zhou Li moved, and the lightning-fast attack brought out the essence of the thief to the fullest.

"Cold-blooded!"

The 1oo% crit effect instantly appeared on Zhou Li's body.

"Bang!"

In the loud noise, a barefoot blackbird in front, its head was directly flattened, and one eye was squeezed and flew out, with a touch of bright blood, splashing towards the grass next to it.

In the next second, the dagger in Zhou Li's left hand appeared on his right hand, and the "deboning" cut to another barefoot blackbird.

These actions are all completed in an instant.