Li Junqing was injured and sprained her ankle, making it difficult for her to move. She couldn't hold out with her bare hands and was punched in the shoulder by Bo Yan, sending her flying away.
This was still Bo Yan holding back intentionally, wanting to capture her alive; if he wanted to take her life, she would have been dead already!
Bo Yan heard noises coming from the woods behind, seemingly indicating that the hunters could not hold them off, but he paid no attention.
Whizz!
The sharp whistle of an arrow breaking through the air sounded.
"Hmm?"
Bo Yan frowned, quickly hiding behind an ancient tree to avoid the arrow.
What's going on?
Why was there a feathered arrow shot in his direction?
Could it be...
Li Junqing sat down heavily on the ground, her ankle severely swollen, having lost combat ability, posing no threat.
Bo Yan took a breath, turned his head slightly, and glanced behind him.
He saw that young man holding a bow and arrow, striding forward like a dragon and a tiger, approaching with an imposing manner!
In that short moment, all those hunters were killed?
Bo Yan was secretly shocked.
Those were four seasoned hunters!
If they kept their distance, even he would find it hard to gain the upper hand against such four people, probably having to avoid their sharpness.
Let alone killing all four hunters in a short time!
Li Junqing saw Chen Tang striding over swiftly and immediately warned, "This man is a Ninth Grade Martial Artist. Brother, be careful, don't engage him closely. The best strategy is to suppress from a distance using a bow and arrow!"
Who knew that upon hearing this, Chen Tang casually tossed aside the bow and arrows in his hand and sped up instead!
This action left Li Junqing dumbfounded.
What's with this person?
Could it be that the bow is broken and can no longer be used?
But even if the hunting bow is broken, he should pick up another bow. Why is he advancing instead of retreating?
"Haha, what a stroke of luck, encountering a brute."
Seeing this scene, Bo Yan was overjoyed, gripping his long knife tightly.
One must know, even among Ninth Grade Martial Artists, having or not having a weapon makes a world of difference.
No matter if you hit me ten times, as long as I protect my vital points, there is no threat to my life.
But if I cut you with this knife, you will be severely injured, if not killed!
After all, a Ninth Grade Martial Artist is just mortal flesh, unable to withstand the sharp edge of a blade.
Bo Yan was secretly pleased, not knowing that upon hearing the words 'Ninth Grade Martial Artist,' Chen Tang's eyes lit up even more, eager to try!
These days, he had been fighting beasts, never having a hand-to-hand combat with a person.
Now, finally encountering someone, and still a Ninth Grade, it was just right to use as practice.
On one hand, he wanted to test the depth of a Ninth Grade Martial Artist, to prepare in advance, knowing what to expect in the future when seeking out Chief Cui.
On the other hand, he also wanted to assess his own combat strength, seeing how far he was from being Ninth Grade.
Even if there's a mistake, he has the Divine Light Power to back him up.
As for going barehanded, it didn't matter much to Chen Tang.
He hadn't yet learned sword skills, so even wielding a knife, he would probably end up abandoning it.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Tang had arrived nearby.
Bo Yan suddenly flashed out from behind the tree, swinging a knife horizontally, the blade slashing towards Chen Tang's throat at great speed!
Seeing this, Li Junqing couldn't help but let out a soft cry.
She had fought Bo Yan twice and knew the power of his fast saber.
Chen Tang's speed didn't decrease, and Bo Yan timed it well, swinging the knife right at him, almost impossible to dodge.
Looking at the approaching blade, Chen Tang frowned slightly.
Logically, the combat power of a Ninth Grade Martial Artist should be much higher than Master Chai's.
Both in strength and speed, they should far surpass Master Chai.
But the feeling Bo Yan's knife gave Chen Tang was nothing compared to the terrifying reverse swing that Master Chai once delivered.
It didn't seem particularly fast, lacking that unavoidable urgency.
Chen Tang lowered his body, slid on the snow, just managing to avoid Bo Yan's horizontal slash, circling behind him, blocking in front of Li Junqing.
Bo Yan's slash missed, he was slightly surprised, but his actions didn't stop. He stepped forward quickly, catching up, and swung his knife backhand in a horizontal slash!
Chen Tang leaped back a step, dodging it.
Swish!
Bo Yan's knife did not exhaust its power, he immediately stepped forward, using the momentum from his charge, slashing down with a Powerful Split of Hua Mountain!
The knife gleamed ominously, radiating an intense chill!
Three consecutive cuts, each faster than the last, was as smooth as running water, without a hint of stagnation.
And yet, Chen Tang pressured his legs, leaped to the side, avoiding Bo Yan's third slash once more.
Bo Yan wasn't in a hurry.
He had practiced a knife technique called Quick Blade Thirteen Forms, with each cut faster and more dangerous than the last!
After all, he held a saber in his hand, attacking fiercely with absolute initiative.
And the young man opposite him, under his sword skill, could only dodge and evade, having no power to fight back.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Bo Yan unleashed the entirety of his sword skill; the saber light flickered, dazzling and making it hard to follow.
Chen Tang's figure was enveloped by the saber light, twisting and turning, falling and leaping, seemingly somewhat embarrassed, and unable to break out.
The confrontation between the two seemed intense and perilous.
Yet at this moment, the three onlookers had different thoughts.
Li Junqing stared unblinking, holding her breath, her heart hanging mid-air, her expression full of worry.
"Defending for long will surely lead to a lapse. This boy is about to be overwhelmed; what should be done?"
"After all, he is bare-handed, flesh and blood against sharp blades, he has no chance."
"He encountered this misfortune because of me, if he loses his life for it, I, Li Junqing, will never find peace for the rest of my life!"
At this thought, Li Junqing clenched her fists, seemingly making a decision.
Bo Yan continued attacking, but felt increasingly insecure inside.
His Quick Blade Thirteen Forms had already been used twice, yet he hadn't injured this boy a bit, at most cutting off a piece of clothing!
Repeated attacks were a massive drain on his stamina, and his sword skill was not as swift and fierce as at the start.
If it went on like this, without cutting this person down, he might exhaust himself first.
Chen Tang frowned secretly, murmuring to himself.
He hadn't counterattacked all along, partly to test the Ninth Grade Martial Artist's skills.
Partly because upon seeing the opponent's fast saber, he was eager to observe and learn.
But this fellow repeated the same moves over and over, and they had been repeated twice.
Now, he had started on the third round.
The fast saber wasn't fast anymore, and kept getting slower.
No countermeasures?
Chen Tang gradually became a bit impatient.
"Why don't you use your trump card, do you not have one?"
Chen Tang couldn't help but ask.
Upon hearing this, Bo Yan flushed with embarrassment, his expression filled with shame and anger, and he ground his teeth in hatred.
That's so damn insulting!
At this very moment, a figure suddenly rushed in, charging into the battleground.
It was Li Junqing who seized upon a pause in Bo Yan's sword skill, found a flaw, and used all her strength to rush over, hugging Bo Yan's waist and abdomen, shouting, "Run, don't mind me!"
Chen Tang: "???"
What is this woman doing?
Bo Yan, growing more choked with anger the more he fought, had nowhere to vent his fury, and suddenly being embraced by someone, didn't think, and slashed back with the saber!
Thud!
A flash of blood appeared.
The slash struck Li Junqing's arm.
Blood instantly soaked through the padding, the slash cut to the bone!
Fortunately, it was after his great fight, his body was weak, and his strength insufficient, plus the difficult angle to wield the saber.
Otherwise, with just one slash, he could have chopped Li Junqing's arm off!
Suffering such a grievous injury, Li Junqing's eyes reddened, yet she didn't make a sound, only tightly pursing her lips, looking anxiously at Chen Tang.
She no longer had the strength to restrain Bo Yan.
Although this woman was a bit foolish, she was quite righteous; saving her was not in vain.
Chen Tang stepped forward, his tiger-like eyes widening, and shouted, "Give up your life!"
"Ah!"
Bo Yan, shaking off Li Junqing, saw Chen Tang charging over and also shouted, gripping the saber with both hands, slashing forward!
Whoosh!
Chen Tang leaped in with a tiger step, blocking Bo Yan's wrist with his left arm, and punching his chest forcefully with his right hand!
Black Tiger Drilling Heart!
Bo Yan, with a saber raised overhead, left his chest wide open.
Bam!
Crack!
Chen Tang's punch landed on Bo Yan's chest, first producing a dull thud, followed by the chilling crunch of cracking bones!
Bo Yan's chest collapsed in a large section.
Li Junqing saw it clearly.
Bo Yan's back bent, suddenly bulging with a mass of flesh and blood!
With just one punch, it nearly punctured Bo Yan's chest!
Bo Yan stared with bloodshot eyes, full of disbelief, blood foam bubbling from his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.
In the end, he said nothing and fell dead!