4: Tiger Hunt

The sky gradually darkened, and the setting sun hung directly in the sky, unwilling to be pulled down.

A trace of afterglow struck Yang Long's face, where blood was dripping.

Yang Long looked at the fierce tiger in front of him and licked the blood on his face.

Yang Long gripped the knife in his hand tightly, while taking deep breaths to recover more of his Physique.

Yang Long looked at the fierce tiger before him, his gaze no longer filled with the previous fear.

Instead, it was replaced by an aroused blood Qi.

Martial artists are often full of vigor and vitality, especially martial arts fanatics like Yang Long.

Yang Long watched the setting sun gradually descend in the sky and chuckled defiantly.

"I'm really in a pickle today. I'll just consider myself unlucky.

If my boss were here, he would definitely make you meow."

"But you, little cat, won't have an easy time either. I'll drag you down with me even if I die!"

The fierce tiger also seemed to have recovered.

Its front paws continuously scraped the ground back and forth, and Yang Long's blood dripped from its gaping maw.

As the sun set, the shadows of the man and the tiger were continuously elongated.

Suddenly, the fierce tiger burst forth with extreme speed and charged towards Yang Long.

Yang Long let out a loud shout, but instead of charging at the fierce tiger, he climbed up a nearby tree.

Are you kidding? A fierce tiger over two meters tall charging straight at you—who could resist it head-on?

Of course, one must maneuver and try to attack from behind.

After several rounds, the fierce tiger had several more knife marks on its body.

Yang Long, in the distance, was panting heavily, his body trembling uncontrollably.

Yang Long's Physique was already exhausted to the extreme.

Yang Long watched as the fierce tiger charged at him, its foul breath seemingly already reaching him.

Yang Long couldn't help but smile bitterly, but immediately gripped the knife tightly with both hands again.

The fierce tiger leaped high into the air, and the shadow cast by its massive body directly covered Yang Long.

Yang Long stared into the tiger's eyes.

"Finally, is it over?"

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Three high-speed rotating sharp arrows made of refined steel shot into the fierce tiger's body, directly piercing through.

The fletching was embedded in the fierce tiger's body, and the immense recoil generated directly struck the fierce tiger down, sending it flying to Yang Long's side.

A dull but loud thud echoed.

These three sharp arrows struck the fierce tiger's head, heart, and body respectively.

The fierce tiger lay motionless on its side, instantly dead.

Before dying, its amber eyes still glared ferociously at Yang Long, as if wanting to devour him.

All of this happened extremely quickly.

In a mere few seconds, Yang Long, who should have died under the tiger's claws, survived.

And that fierce tiger was already dead, lying on its side.

Yang Long was stunned; he had seen it clearly just now.

It was those three arrows that killed the fierce tiger.

"Qing... Xu Qing, it's Xu Qing!"

Yang Long shouted excitedly.

Just then, Xu Qing emerged from the shadows, carrying a bow.

At this moment, the sun had just completely set.

The sky had completely darkened, but what was dragged away by the Grim Reaper was that fierce tiger.

Fortunately, Xu Qing arrived just in time.

When Xu Qing arrived, he saw a man and a tiger in a standoff.

Seeing the fierce tiger pounce on Yang Long, Xu Qing quickly drew his bow and shot three arrows in succession.

Only then did he finish off the fierce tiger and save Yang Long.

In fact, if it were only arrows shot by Xu Qing, who had only eight points of Physique, they would not have had such great power.

But over the past five years, Xu Qing had also been studying that bit of magical Qi within his body.

After five years of research, Xu Qing was surprised to discover that...

Simply condensing that stream of magical Qi in the hand.

Although it could double one's strength and greatly increase hardness, allowing one to smash stones bare-handed without injury.

However, if that stream of magical Qi, after condensing through a certain route within the body, the power unleashed would be even more formidable!

Through continuous experimentation, Xu Qing found a route.

If the magical Qi followed this route...

The power enhanced by condensing it in the hand at the end became five times greater, and the protection for the hand also became stronger.

However, the consumption would also increase.

If this route was followed, the magical Qi would be exhausted after two minutes.

Xu Qing couldn't help but fantasize if there was a possibility...

He would find a route for the circulation of magical Qi, and the effect of that magical Qi circulation would be the magical Divine Ability he had seen in novels before!

Moreover, Xu Qing firmly believed that this was highly possible.

Otherwise, why would the Changqing Dao Fruit call it magical Qi?

Just now, Xu Qing used his magical Qi in this way, which is why the arrows he shot had such great power.

Three arrows directly shot and killed that fierce tiger.

Xu Qing walked forward, supported Yang Long, and looked at his shocking injuries.

Xu Qing couldn't help but sigh.

If Xu Qing had arrived earlier, if Xu Qing had followed Yang Long sooner, this wouldn't have happened.

Xu Qing was not a saint; he wouldn't sympathize with everyone who got injured.

But Yang Long and he had known each other for a long time.

When Xu Qing first came to this world and was still unfamiliar with it...

It could be said that Yang Long was the one who gradually helped Xu Qing understand and accept this world.

What's more, the two of them practiced martial arts together and sparred with each other.

Although the martial arts fanatic Yang Long now recognized Xu Qing as his boss...

But in Xu Qing's heart, Yang Long was his good friend.

"Can you still hold on?"

"I'm fine, Xu Qing. Those arrows you shot just now were really cool! You must teach me later."

Although Yang Long was seriously injured, seeing Xu Qing's superhuman martial arts, who killed the fierce tiger with just a few arrows.

He was extremely envious, and at the same time, a little proud, this was his boss.

Xu Qing first simply treated Yang Long's injuries, stopping the bleeding.

Then, carrying Yang Long on his back and dragging the fierce tiger by its tail with one hand, he returned to find his attendants and guards.

Yang Long was half-lying in the carriage, with a guard applying medicine to him.

The guard looked at Yang Long's severe injuries and felt extremely shocked.

It was already dark; if they returned to Yuan City now...

Not to mention the dangers of traveling in the dark, by the time they arrived, the Yuan City gate would already be closed.

So, everyone went to gather some branches and forest grass, put them in the middle, and lit a bonfire, preparing to spend the night there.

The firelight shone on Yang Long's face; although his wounds were still throbbing faintly at this moment...

He pointed excitedly at the corpse of the fierce tiger beside him and shouted loudly,

"See that big tiger? It stands over one person tall, more than two meters! Its paw is bigger than your heads."

"Look, see all these knife marks? I, Yang Long, did it!"

Yang Long spoke with an excited smile, but then he continued,

"But if Xu Qing hadn't arrived in time this time, I really would have been eaten by this thing."

"Xu Qing killed this thing with three arrows; the arrows were deeply embedded inside, you couldn't even see them from the outside."

The Yang Family guards beside him said in shock,

"Oh, Young Master is really amazing! He can even confront such a large fierce tiger."

The Xu Family guards on the other side said with even greater pride,

"Young Master Long is indeed formidable, but our Young Master is even more of a Divine Being.

He sent this fierce tiger to its demise with three arrows!"

A chorus of agreement and cheers erupted around them.

Everyone present, seeing the fierce tiger's size, knew that these words were not false.

Xu Qing sat on the side, drinking wine, and smiling faintly.

That kid Yang Long simply didn't know that true coolness lies in not speaking and still appearing impressive.