Chapter 216: If you dare get hurt, the Dean will strip your skin!

The wild boar's target has always been Kang Zhiqiu, mainly because this little critter keeps jumping up and down, it's too slippery, and the wild boar is also fired up.

But who could have imagined, suddenly getting smashed?

「……」

The wild boar let out a muffled grunt, and finally blood appeared on its body.

"Zhiqiu, run fast."

At that moment, Kang Wen had already turned and run, while Kang Zhiqiu thought it was safe, Kang Zhi Chun shouted loudly.

Kang Zhiqiu instinctively dodged, then turned in another direction.

That wild boar directly shoved itself onto a stone at the side.

After suffering such a huge attack, its target still hadn't shifted, showing how deeply it loathed Zhiqiu.

"I'm here!" He picked up a wooden stick; the previous wooden stick he had left to Kang Wu, who was alone there with an injured foot, and he couldn't rest easy.

As the wooden stick swung, he breathed slightly, yet the stick moved with an impenetrable density.

The wild boar that had just been chasing Kang Zhiqiu seemed about to have its eyes turn red.

Its howling grew louder and louder, and the force of its impacts became ever stronger.

"Kang Wen!" Kang Zhi Chun shouted quickly.

Kang Zhiqiu had already climbed a tree, panting heavily; at this moment her legs were numb, her whole body trembling uncontrollably, as if her five viscera were about to explode.

Is this what surviving a calamity feels like?

No!

She was more worried.

"Zi Wei sis, how's the net coming along?"

Without weapons, killing the wild boar is too difficult; the net is their only option, but this boar is too big— to trap it, the net must be large and sturdy.

If the boar makes a sudden move, the net will tear, and all our efforts will come to naught.

Zi Wei entrusted her back to her companions, focusing all her mind on weaving the net; the tiny thorns on the vines pricked her arms and hands, staining the net with faint red, yet she seemed not to feel it.

"Still need two quarters of an hour." Kang Ziwei replied calmly.

"Good!" Kang Zhiqiu neither urged nor complained.

At this moment, everyone was striving, having already exerted their utmost strength; if they had just a little more time, they would give everything they had.

She is, the older sister is, and Zi Wei sis is too.

Kang Wen dodged left and right, his eyes lacking their usual simpleminded look, instead growing ever calmer; whenever the boar tried to shift its target, his staff seemed to penetrate every opening, instantly drawing the beast's attention onto himself.

"Damn beast!"

"Grandpa is here!"

Kang Wen ran, feeling his legs tremble and his strength continually drained, yet seeing his sisters drenched in sweat and gasping, his gaze gradually sank.

That……

Let's leave it like this!

He held the staff, then suddenly stopped.

"Kang Wen."

"Kang Wen, you run."

"Kang Wen, what are you doing?"

Cries of alarm rang out all around.

Kang Wen smiled; his stamina had reached its limit, running…

He can't run anymore!

Better to fight than be dragged to death.

Perhaps it could give the sisters a sliver of hope.

"Kang Wen, if you dare get hurt, the Dean will strip your skin!"

At that moment, Ning Hanmo roared angrily; when he mentioned the Dean, Kang Wen instinctively shuddered, then started running forward……

It was only the blink of an eye, and the wild boar's charge landed on nothing.

Not far off, the wild boar's howl came drifting.

And Ning Hanmo, brandishing his wooden staff, had already joined the battlefield.

"Zhiqiu, keep watch and remind; Zhi Chun, command."

"Nai Xin and Zi Wei weave the net; Kang Wen rests."

"Qiancheng and Xiao San, we fight."

Ning Hanmo glanced around, instantly grasped the situation, and quickly made arrangements.

"Yes."

Everyone spoke in unison, with no one objecting or questioning.

Ning Qiancheng and Zhang Cunwen worked together; when one's stamina reached its limit, the other would extend a helping hand.

"Boss Ning, dodge to the three o'clock direction."

"Qiancheng, five o'clock direction."

"Xiao San, watch for the assault."

Kang Zhi Chun's voice was very calm, as if it could soothe hearts, carrying a sense of unhurried steadiness.

Everyone proceeded in an orderly fashion; Kang Wu had waited a long time, and though his distance meant only fragmented sounds reached him, there had been no movement for a while.

How was it going? He felt a bit anxious, but his foot couldn't touch the ground at all, and he had promised his brother he would stay put.

Now he could only fret.

On the other side, Kang Zhi Xia led Han Wen Jun and Jia Chuan; the three hurried through the mountains, their bodies all scratched, and Han Wen Jun's pant leg was torn a large section.

"Is this direction right?" Kang Zhi Xia stopped and looked at Jia Chuan.

Jia Chuan looked at the sun and the trees, then nodded, 'Yes.'

"Let's keep going." Kang Zhi Xia confirmed the direction, then led the two onward.

"Wait a moment." Han Wen Jun suddenly called a halt.

"What's wrong?"

Kang Zhi Xia turned to look at Han Wen Jun and asked, not understanding.

"You go on, I want to go find Ning Lao Da." Han Wen Jun smiled and shook his head, looking at Kang Zhi Xia and Jia Chuan; his expression showed no change.

There was no resentment, no other emotion, just a plain expression of his thoughts.

"Find? In such a big mountain, how will you find them?" Kang Zhi Xia grabbed his collar, his tone somewhat flustered.

Hasn't he been looking? All along he's paid attention to surrounding information, found Han Wen Jun, found Jia Chuan, yet missed those people, especially those girls.

How could he not be worried?

But he must be responsible for Han Wen Jun and Jia Chuan; they joined late, their skills and stamina are somewhat weaker than everyone else's, so he cannot leave.

"Brother Zhi Xia, I know you're anxious, and I know we're holding you back." Jia Chuan remained calm, soothing the two's emotions.

"We can persist." He looked at Kang Zhi Xia; his eyes also showed an uncommon stubbornness.

Kang Zhi Xia laughed angrily, 'Persistence? In the face of life and death, persistence is just a fart.'

"If we want to save them, if we want to help them, we have only one way: after sending you down the mountain, I will return."

"Rather than wasting time here, we should hurry on our way."

He is more anxious than they are; having been with comrades for so long, how could he not be anxious?

Having heard Kang Zhi Xia's thoughts, knowing he wasn't abandoning those people, Han Wen Jun's smile warmed a bit.

He lightly patted Kang Zhi Xia's hand; although it was a bit constricting, in this situation we should still conserve our strength.

"Brother Zhi Xia, look at this big mountain; according to our guess, the dangers below are greater than those above—when we go down the mountain, will you really still have the strength to return?"

"You worry about them; we worry too."

"We may have some injuries, but they won't affect our speed."

Han Wen Jun initially thought that Kang Zhi Xia just wanted to go down the mountain quickly, so he refused.