A sturdy foot relentlessly stepped on the tall weeds, and a lush leafy forest in front of it seemed to transmit life to its owner. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info then the owner of this foot, a young knight, quickened his pace and walked towards the summoning of the green. The weeds slowly straightened up as he left, and they could withstand this trampling.

In his youth, the knight arrived early at what he wanted—a water-filled hollow in the trunk of the tree. The name of this arbor is well tree, but if he is a knight who is about to believe in the god of light, he should still call it the sacred wood of worship.

Legend has it that it was formed by a believer in the god of light, who was so determined that he could exchange his piety for a rain in his arid hometown, so he held his hands in a gesture to catch the rain and knelt in front of the statue of the god of light until the end of his life. And when he died, it was pouring rain, and in the rain he turned into a sacred tree of worship.

But if you explain it in the words of your own mentor, it is not so beautiful. The tree has a strong ability to store water, and the key is that as long as there is enough water around it, it will drain excess water into the well-like holes in the trunk.

The knight knelt down on one knee, stretched the hollow branch broken from the well tree into a "well", and sucked it, filling his mouth with sweet water, and drank it so happily for the first time since he entered the moor.

When he drank water, he didn't take it lightly, as long as he forgot for a moment that this was a silent wasteland, he could die. He soon proved that his worries were not unfounded.

It was in the shadow of this sacred tree that he saw a puddle of water, and a hole had been carved out of the trunk of the sacred tree above the puddle. A part of the sacred wood's water is constantly flowing from that hole, and that puddle is formed.

Seeing this, the knight, who had just drunk enough, took a step back and grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist.

That sign was clearly the work of a demonic beast, and it was a demonic beast with a high intelligence, and it already knew how to use the well tree correctly. And there isn't a lot of water in the puddle, so it's very likely that it drank water not so long ago, and maybe it's still nearby.

Suddenly, he took a leap and turned backwards.

The young knight raised his broad-bladed sword in time to resist the claw, and in this so-called oasis it was indeed much more dangerous than the wasteland outside, and after entering here for a while, he was already targeted by a second-order blade-tailed lynx. Before that, perhaps outside the oasis, most of the Warcraft did not have their own fixed territory, as long as he was careful enough, he would be able not to be targeted by the Warcraft.

After all, as a junior war cadet with low ability, if you want to survive in such a harsh environment for three days, the most important thing is not to win the battle, but to avoid the battle. It's just that it seems that in this oasis of gems, this is difficult to do.

Although there is more than this one of the sacred trees in Fengshui, it is clear that this one should belong to this blade-tailed bobcat, and obviously, it is not a master who is happy to share with visitors. Or, the owner was a little hungry after drinking the water.

He could tell that the beast in front of him had made himself its lunch. So it must pay for its stupidity, unless it can flee as quickly as it did when it launched the sneak attack.

It wanted to eat lunch, and he himself was already hungry, but if he hadn't been pestered by this bobcat, he would never have wasted his energy hunting monsters, unless it was an autochthonous soft worm. Even if the hunt is successful, he won't eat the meat of the monster raw, and as for the fire and barbecue, don't mention this stupid idea.

The bobcat was fast, and the attacks from its claws and teeth were hard to catch, but the broad-bladed sword did not hurt the knight.

The knight blocked the bobcat's grasp again, kicking it in the soft belly. It was as if he had kicked it away, but only he knew that he hadn't been able to exert much force in this kick. On the contrary, it was the bobcat, with the slight force of its abdomen, that spun in the air.

As its tail turned to the knight, its short tail suddenly grew out like a soft whip at the knight.

The broadblade subconsciously blocked it, but the tail also made a cut in the knight's shoulder armor as it spun around the broadblade.

Only then did the knight pay attention to the elongation of the flexible and soft tail, which was quite hard and not injured by the blade. And if you look closely, you can see that the side of this tail is like a sharp and thin blade, so it is no wonder that a wound could have been easily cut in his shoulder just now.

The bobcat's tail retracted freely, and after it wrapped itself around its broad-bladed sword, it retracted its tail and then broke away and attacked again.

And the knight knew it was time to get serious, and he held his sword in both hands, ready to meet it again.

As expected, the Bobcat repeated its old tricks, using its blade-like tail to cooperate with the attack in the process of attacking.

I have to admit that the blade tail with uncertain length and unknown whereabouts has really caused a lot of trouble to the knight. Since it was a battle in the woods, the tail would sometimes even go around the trees and suddenly appear behind him.

Fortunately, it has no more tricks.

Again, the tail slashed like a knight as it swirled on a slightly clumsy broad-bladed sword. And this time the angle was what he had been waiting for for a long time, and he bit its tail accurately.

In this way, when it retracts its tail, its body will naturally come to him, and it will have to withstand the blow that has been stored for a long time. Thinking of this, the knight couldn't help but clench his left fist.

Sure enough, the bobcat was pulled to his side by the tail, so he was no longer polite, let go of his mouth, and hit the bobcat on the head with his left hand under the effect of the "Fountain of Power".

With a scream, the beast flew out with the powerful blow and fell into the bushes next to it.

Although with the blessing of the Fountain of Combat Skill Power, the power of this punch was very great, but he didn't expect to be able to kill a second-order demonic beast with this blow alone. In order not to leave a curse, he walked to the bush where the blade-tailed lynx had fallen. After all, this kind of monster with not weak intelligence is very grudgeful, and if it is not solved at one time, it is difficult to say whether it will come to trouble again in the future.

But the moment he saw the blade-tailed lynx in the bushes, he turned around and ran.

Of course, it wasn't the blade-tailed lynx in his hand that he was afraid of, but the fact that he saw a trap in its leg. And that trap was supposed to be produced by spinosa!

Obviously, in addition to the green eyes of the blade-tailed bobcat, there was another pair of eyes already on him! Of course, it was possible that he had just accidentally intruded into the fellow's hunting area.

The knight had barely taken a few steps before an arrow was stuck in his leg. His body flickered, but it was also this arrow that let him know the general location of the other party.

He quickly ran in the opposite direction, the bushes were of course a great hiding place, but now he couldn't tell for sure, and there might be a hunter's trap lying in the shadows. So he had to watch out for the traps as he fled.

An arrow hit the target, and the hunter didn't seem to want to hide anymore XC He walked out from behind the tree. "Sam, you know I'm a hunter, so I don't have to hide that extra part. ”

At this time, the situation of the two was suddenly reversed. The knight Sam became a hider, and the hunter, who had been hiding in the shadows, walked out with a bow and a generous bow. The difference, though, is that knights aren't really good at this kind of hiding game, especially in front of hunters.

"As you wish. The hunter in a dark green shawl pulled an arrow from behind him and set up a full bow.

"Whoosh"

The arrow pierced into the tree of the moment. The hunter walked slowly towards it, and just as he was about to reach the hilt of the arrow, he suddenly turned in another direction. The trap he had set was visited, and at that moment, the secret whistle attached to the trap was also activated, and it was his knight friend who was seen.

The knight, who was about to escape from the woods, was now caught in a trap, unable to move, and it could be seen that he had one foot in the trap, as if he had been firmly bitten by the trap.

The hunter walked slowly up to him, "Not bad, Sam. It's just a little bit like that, and I let you escape, but unfortunately, it's just a little bit close. As he spoke, an arrow plunged into the knight's arm.

"Are you crazy?Snad, we're in a class, so we'll wait until at least the last afternoon?" said the knight, stopping his attempts to break free from the trap, and turning back to the hunter.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to wait until then, Lord Knight. Another arrow was fired at the knight, but the iron shoulder armor was able to block the blow. So he fired another shot, this time in the knight's leg.

"B's dog calf!Are you really crazy?What the hell is this for?Please give me a reason to kill me!" Seeing that the hunter was still drawing arrows, the knight couldn't help but scold.

Snad, the Hunter, stopped what he was doing, and he leaned closer, as if trying to make his anger clear: "Why? You ask me why? You forgot? You want a reason? Okay! I'll give it to you, Jenny." Remember her?"

Another arrow hit Sam in the chest, but it was supposed to be removed from the impact by the chain mail inside, and it didn't cause him to scream. "Oh, brother, listen to me, it's a misunderstanding, Snad, it's definitely a misunderstanding. ”

"Misunderstanding?" Snad took another step closer, "No wonder there are always girls throwing themselves into your arms, Your Excellency, you have a good sense of humor!" The rage made him pull his bowstring, this time aiming at the head that should have grown on the dog's body.

"Whoosh"

Surprisingly, this time the knight actually dodged. This also made Snad breathe a sigh of relief, if it weren't for the extreme anger just now, he didn't want to end it so soon. After all, he had been waiting for this moment for an unknown amount of time, and for this moment, he even participated in this damn trial. So he's going to enjoy it.

"Are you still convinced that it was a misunderstanding?"

The fatal attack just now also seemed to frighten the knight: "Brother, my dear Snad, you listen to me. Let's join forces and we can get out of the wasteland alive together, and then I'll do my best to make up for all your losses! What do you want? Money or a woman? I can give you my place on Eighth Street. ”

"Shut your foul mouth!" another arrow pierced the knight's arm, and the hunter roared. But this roar also seemed to wake him up, shame, he actually wavered a little just now!"I ask you if you did it?"

Perhaps Sam was tired of begging for mercy too, and he suddenly laughed, "Hahahaha, misunderstanding?" he said, "forget about it! Of course! Of course it's me! It's not so much me as us." I'm telling you, that day, our Coke went bad! Come on, shoot me in the head!"

"That's why I'm going to kill you!Die!brute!I'm going to cut off your dog's head and urinate with my own hands!" In a fit of rage, Snad pulled out his hunting knife from his waist and charged at the knight.

He pounced violently, and just as his hunting knife was one step away from the dog-like head, the knight suddenly took a stride forward and stepped out of the trap, his left hand grasping his right hand, which held it. A terrifying force bent his arm, pointing the blade across his throat.

With a stroke, the hunter's eyes suddenly lost their vitality, and the anger could no longer rekindle them, but the strange thing was that he did not leave with reluctance, but a faint relief, maybe he didn't think about getting out alive the first moment he stepped here.

"Stupid!" Sam laughed, using the Power Fountain to suppress him in terms of power. He pulled out the arrows on his body, these small injuries were nothing to him, they were just used to make the other party lower their guard, so that it was possible to achieve his final counterattack.

He pulled out the broad-bladed sword that had been caught in the trap of the beast: "Do you need a reason to kill here? If you do, then it is: you also participated in the trial." ”

Until the knight is far away.

A figure stepped out from behind a tree with arrows in it. A dark-haired teenager. Saza.

He was almost found just now, and if that was the case, he would have had to fight to the death, although his current state was really ......

Although it is impossible to hear the conversation between the two. But he did witness the whole process, and the knight and the hunter were still wearing the smocks of the Acanthogens Fighting School, and it couldn't be more obvious, dog eats dog, respect the dead and say nice, cannibalism.

But after this scene, a thought couldn't help but rise in his head. 'If the war school is killing each other like this, and I can't find Monchi, then shouldn't I help him in another way?'

He pulled out the arrows from the trunk of the tree, and looked at the water gushing out of the well tree, and he just wanted to catch it with his mouth, but found that the water had already turned black under the pollution of the arrowheads...... "Battle Notes":

Fountain of Power: No Attributes, Tier 1, Outstanding, Excellent; Occupation: General for the profession of strength standard

Dark Whistle: Wood Attribute, Tier 1, Fine, Mortal; Profession: Hunter, archer, etc

Trap: No Attribute, Tier 0, Mediocre, Mortal; Occupation: Any