Chapter 26

The young scarred hunter moved.

With a flick of his hand.

He raised his hunting rifle, about to aim at the rabbit.

"Stop!"

The old hunter leading the team sighed and pressed down the scarred one's hunting rifle.

"Why?"

The scarred one was very unconvinced.

He was shooting a rabbit, not scolding Wan Ping'an; why wouldn't the old hunter allow it?

"It's because you're too slow!"

"The rabbit has already been shot by him!"

The old hunter sighed.

He saw it very clearly.

When the scarred one raised his hunting rifle, before he could even aim, Wan Ping'an calmly drew his bow and shot, firing two arrows at once.

It was shockingly fast!

If his attention hadn't been locked on Wan Ping'an the whole time, it would have been impossible to discover that Wan Ping'an had already shot the arrows.

"How is that possible?"

"My gun is definitely faster than his bow, how could it be slower?"

The scarred one found it hard to believe.

After the old hunter pressed down his hunting rifle, he also turned his head to look at Wan Ping'an.

Wan Ping'an held the longbow, appearing as if he hadn't moved at all.

The bowstring of the longbow was vibrating slightly.

The scarred hunter thought it was the mountain wind blowing it, so he didn't take it to heart, and didn't think much of it.

"Young man, can we see your prey?"

The old hunter was afraid of causing a misunderstanding with Wan Ping'an.

Wan Ping'an nodded.

The eight people approached the rabbit at the same time.

They got close.

The old hunter and his team all gasped.

The rabbit really was Wan Ping'an's!

Two arrows, one shot to the left of the rabbit, one shot to the right, inserted into the ground in parallel, with only a tiny gap in between.

The rabbit's neck was caught in the gap.

Not a single hair on the rabbit was injured, yet it couldn't run away; it had been captured alive by Wan Ping'an.

Capturing it alive with two arrows—the difficulty was off the charts!

The rabbit struggled hard but to no avail; the two arrows stuck in the ground were deeply embedded, firmly fixed, and clamped its neck tightly.

Such brilliant archery—they hadn't even heard of it, let alone seen it.

What panicked them even more was Wan Ping'an's speed in shooting the arrows.

The scarred hunter's firing speed was the fastest among them, but just as he raised his hunting rifle, Wan Ping'an's arrows had already been shot.

None of them had noticed how Wan Ping'an had shot the arrows.

They secretly rejoiced that they hadn't had a conflict with Wan Ping'an just now.

Otherwise.

They wouldn't have had a chance at all.

Probably before they could even raise their guns, Wan Ping'an's arrows would have arrived.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on the scarred one's forehead.

Fortunately, the rabbit appeared in time, so he didn't have a chance to agree to the bet and compete with Wan Ping'an.

Otherwise, they would have decided the winner, and life or death.

The one who died would definitely have been him!

With Wan Ping'an's archery, the outcome of the contest was without suspense!

"What truly great archery!"

The old hunter gave a thumbs up.

"You're too kind, just a basic operation!"

Wan Ping'an smiled slightly.

He put away the two arrows and picked up the rabbit by the way.

Of course.

He never let down his guard.

As long as the old hunter and his team made even the slightest abnormal movement, Wan Ping'an's arrows would immediately be precisely nailed into their throats.

The hunter knowledge Wan Ping'an inherited told him.

During the hunting process, the greatest source of danger isn't the prey, but other hunters!

The most common thing is the "red-eye disease" (jealousy).

Seeing others catch precious and valuable prey while they haven't caught anything, they harbor malice and commit murder for money in the deep mountains and old forests.

"Young man, do you plan to hunt alone all the time?"

"I invite you to join my hunting team, so everyone can look out for each other, what do you think?"

The old hunter extended an invitation to Wan Ping'an.

"I'm used to being on my own!"

Wan Ping'an shook his head.

He had the God-level Hunting Technique and didn't need anyone's help.

Joining a hunting team would only drag him down.

Wan Ping'an left.

The old hunter sighed heavily.

"What a pity."

"If we could have persuaded him to join our hunting team, our harvest this time could have at least doubled, or even been three to five times more than in the past."

The old hunter watched the direction in which Wan Ping'an disappeared.

He was very moved!

"I think his archery is just a bit impressive!"

The scarred one was unconvinced.

Slap!

The old hunter swung his hand and knocked the scarred hunter down.

"You brat, do you know what kind of disaster you caused today?"

"Not to mention anything else, just based on his masterful archery, he could have taken us all out, and we wouldn't even have been able to injure him."

"You almost got our whole team killed, do you know that?"

"What exactly are you trying to do?"

The old hunter was angry, raised the hunting rifle in his hand, and a cold chill radiated from his eyes.

Among the others, not a single one spoke up for the scarred one.

This hunting team all listened to the old hunter.

"I, I was wrong."

"I was just a bit jealous; my blind date last month failed again."

The scarred one lowered his head.

"Haha, I remember now, when he went on a blind date, the girl thought he was too ugly, saying he could scare people to death in the middle of the night."

"No wonder, the young man just now was fair-skinned and handsome, with a unique temperament; if he hadn't shown off his archery, he would have looked just like a scholar."

"If I were a young girl, I would definitely choose the young man without hesitation; the scarred one's looks are indeed a bit difficult!"

The other five people in the hunting team started whispering.

The old hunter understood.

The scarred hunter's blind date failed because he was too ugly, so he was jealous of Wan Ping'an's good looks, which is why he deliberately picked a fight and almost got the whole team killed.

Hateful people also have their pitiful sides.

The scarred one had been on more than ten blind dates, and the girls all thought he was too ugly.

No wonder when he met the handsome Wan Ping'an, the scarred one felt upset and deliberately picked a fight.

"Alright, get up and continue hunting."

"I won't criticize you, I'll just say one thing: next time, if a similar situation occurs, to avoid harm to the team, I will blow you away myself."

The old hunter shook the hunting rifle in his hand.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on the scarred hunter's forehead again.

He was too familiar with the old hunter's character; if he said he would blow him away, he definitely wouldn't be soft-hearted.

At this moment.

Wan Ping'an was hiding in the canopy of a large tree not far away.

His departure was just a facade.

In reality.

He hadn't walked far before he quickly climbed up a large tree.

He observed the old hunter from a high and distant vantage point.

He was worried about the old hunter taking revenge; after all, the old hunter and the scarred one were on the same hunting team, and he was just a stranger.

Not turning against him on the spot wasn't because the old hunter was kind.

It was because Wan Ping'an's archery was too high, scaring the old hunter.

If the old hunter dared to take revenge, he would wipe out the seven-man hunting team.

The old hunter led the team away.

Wan Ping'an climbed down the tree and continued hunting.

"The rabbit is quite fat, but it's a pity the rabbit is a bit small and doesn't have much meat; to eat meat, I must hunt large prey."

"Wild boar, deer, roe deer, black bear—all are fine."

"Let this rabbit be a picnic!"

Wan Ping'an wasn't satisfied with just one rabbit; he skinned and gutted it, threw it into his space, and continued searching for traces of large prey.