76: Divine soldiers descended from the heavens

Meichuan Neiku hunched his back like a wolf hiding in the shadows, waiting for its chance. He cautiously stood up from the grass and crept toward An Lan.

At that moment, An Lan was outside the Shelter, focused on organizing the herbs she had gathered.

The gentle breeze lightly toyed with her hair, adding a touch of pitiable charm to her appearance.

Watching the scene before him, Meichuan Neiku's breathing grew more rapid, and his pace unconsciously quickened; at this moment, his mind was a complete blank.

The plan he had originally devised was long forgotten, and his heart and eyes were filled with only one thought: he had to take control of this beautiful Chinese woman.

However, as an excellent Wilderness Survival contestant, An Lan maintained a high level of vigilance at all times.

Just as Meichuan Neiku was only seven or eight meters away from her, she keenly caught an unusual presence coming from behind her.

An Lan turned around abruptly, and the hand that had been holding herbs reached for the nearby Bow and Arrow as fast as a flash of lightning; the movement was seamless and natural.

This Bow and Arrow was something she had carefully crafted using plant fibers. Although it wasn't as powerful as the bowstring Lu Fan made from Python sinew, it still possessed considerable lethality.

An Lan's eyes revealed determination and caution, staring fixedly at the uninvited guest like two sharp blades as she shouted sternly, "What do you think you're doing?"

Her voice was crisp and loud, yet filled with a sense of deterrence. The Bow and Arrow in her hand was already fully drawn, the arrow pointing steadily at Meichuan Neiku's head.

Meichuan Neiku trembled all over, startled by this sudden turn of events.

But he quickly recovered, a hideous smile appearing on his face as he spoke in japanese, "Little beauty, come back to Japan with me and let your China know how powerful we are!"

As he spoke, he slowly shuffled his feet forward, attempting to inch closer to An Lan.

"A Japanese person?!"

An Lan's brow furrowed instantly, a flash of disgust and vigilance crossing her eyes.

Immediately, she aimed at Meichuan Neiku's feet and fired an arrow without hesitation, warning, "This is a warning! Don't come any closer!"

Meichuan Neiku's figure froze, startled by the sudden arrow.

But by now, he was completely blinded by desire. Driven by lust, he couldn't care less about such things and continued to press forward step by step.

An Lan was fearless. She carefully backed away while maneuvering to keep Meichuan Neiku at bay.

She maintained a safe distance from him at all times, the Bow and Arrow in her hand consistently aimed right at him.

The two of them engaged in a thrilling standoff outside the Shelter.

Meichuan Neiku attempted to rush forward several times to snatch the Bow and Arrow from An Lan's hands, but she skillfully evaded him every time.

Hatred surged in An Lan's heart as she constantly looked for an opportunity to attack.

But in the end, she was just an ordinary person who had never specifically studied archery, and she couldn't find an opening to strike.

If she missed, there wouldn't be enough time to fire a second arrow.

In the livestream room, the hearts of the Chinese audience were in their throats, and the barrage comments were scrolling frantically:

"An Lan, don't hesitate! Release the arrow and shoot him!"

"What should we do? That damned Japanese person."

"After this is over, we must demand an explanation from their country."

"I can't wait to kill this Little Mustache."

Seeing that it was difficult to succeed quickly, Meichuan Neiku grew increasingly impatient, circling An Lan like a trapped beast, trying to find a flaw in her defense.

Suddenly, he lunged forward with a burst of speed, his hands reaching for An Lan's Bow and Arrow like pincers.

An Lan reacted swiftly, quickly sidestepping to dodge and seizing the chance to fire an arrow.

Meichuan Neiku's reaction wasn't slow either; he twisted his body violently, narrowly avoiding the lethal shot.

Startled by the arrow, Meichuan Neiku immediately began to shout and scream in anger.

"Humph, do you think you can escape?" A fierce light flickered in Meichuan Neiku's eyes.

He launched another attack, this time even more violent, with every move being potentially fatal.

Under his fierce assault, An Lan gradually began to find it difficult to hold her ground.

During one of her dodges, An Lan accidentally stepped on a stone, instantly losing her balance and staggering back a few steps.

Seeing this, Meichuan Neiku was overjoyed, sensing his opportunity had come, and pounced again.

In her panic, An Lan could only keep swinging her Bow and Arrow to defend herself.

In their intense struggle, the two of them unknowingly drew close to the edge of a slope.

Meichuan Neiku saw his chance and, with a forceful strike, knocked the Bow and Arrow out of An Lan's hands.

Having lost her weapon, An Lan's heart tightened, sensing that things had taken a turn for the worse.

She tried to turn and run, but Meichuan Neiku grabbed her by the arm.

"Little beauty, you won't get away this time!" Meichuan Neiku laughed triumphantly, his face twitching with delight as he pulled An Lan forcefully toward his embrace.

An Lan struggled desperately, kicking with her feet and scratching with her hands, her nails leaving trails of blood on Meichuan Neiku's arms as she tried to break free from his control.

During their struggle, An Lan's foot slipped, and she went tumbling down the slope.

Meichuan Neiku was also startled by this sudden accident and instinctively let go of her.

An Lan tumbled all the way down the slope, her body repeatedly slamming into rocks and trees. The intense pain forced her to squeeze her eyes shut.

Finally, she came to a stop at the bottom of the slope, unable to move from the pain, her body covered in injuries and her clothes torn to rags.

Standing atop the slope, Meichuan Neiku looked down at An Lan lying at the bottom, a triumphant smile on his face.

He slowly walked down the slope toward An Lan, his mouth never stopping: "Haha, did you think you could escape my grasp? Now that you've fallen into my hands, you're at my mercy."

Meichuan Neiku reached An Lan's side and squatted down, staring down at her with eyes full of mockery and pride.

An Lan's leg was covered in blood, and her arms had multiple abrasions; blood continued to seep from the wounds, staining the surrounding soil red.

Enduring the pain, she glared fiercely at Meichuan Neiku and said through gritted teeth, "Don't be so smug. You won't have a good end!"

Meichuan Neiku didn't care. He stood up and began rummaging through the supplies in An Lan's Shelter, muttering, "Once I take all the supplies here and bring you back, China will surely obediently send me even more supplies."

By this time, the livestream room had already exploded.

Seeing An Lan injured, the Chinese viewers were anxious and left messages in the barrage comments, hoping Lu Fan could arrive quickly:

"Great God Lu Fan, please hurry and save An Lan!"

"This loathsome Meichuan Neiku, we must make him pay the price!"

Meanwhile, the japanese viewers were cheering in the livestream room, applauding Meichuan Neiku's actions:

"Lord Meichuan is too powerful! The Chinese contestant is in trouble now!"

"Let them know the strength of our Japan, hahaha!"

After searching for a while, Meichuan Neiku found no useful supplies and angrily kicked over the rack holding the medicinal herbs.

He cursed under his breath, "Baka, why is there nothing here but flowers and grass?"

Soon, Meichuan Neiku returned to An Lan's side. An Lan struggled to stand up and resist, but her injuries were too severe, and she lacked the strength.

"Since there's no food, I'll eat you first!" With a lecherous smile on his face, Meichuan Neiku approached An Lan step by step, preparing to make his move.

An Lan's eyes were filled with tears, but she gritted her teeth and held them back, thinking: even if I die, I won't shed tears in front of this Japanese devil.

Just as Meichuan Neiku was beside himself with glee...

"Clip-clop, clip-clop, clip-clop~"

A series of dense and powerful hoofbeats swept in as swiftly as a torrential storm.

Then, a sharp arrow tore through the air like a bolt of lightning.

"Aaaagh!"

Accompanied by a shrill scream, the sharp arrow struck Meichuan Neiku directly in the shoulder, the powerful impact knocking him flat onto the ground.

Meichuan Neiku's eyes rolled back in pain as he howled on the ground like a dying dog.

"Am I late?"