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In the canyon, the orange and blue lights kept fighting, like two whirlwinds fighting each other. Although both figures were moving, it was obvious that the blue-white light was at a disadvantage in almost all aspects. A gust of wind blew, and the blue-white weapon was thrown into the sky while spinning. After a short stay in the air, it was pulled back to the ground by gravity with the sound of wind, and then it was stuck in the beach beside the river valley with a "swish".

Ling Dengxian also lost his balance under this attack and leaned back. The wound on his palm seemed to burst open, and the pain made his eyes twitch constantly. But he did not stop, he took a step back to stabilize his center of gravity, took another step back, and punched his opponent in the face.

"Huh? Coming again?" The orange-red figure was startled, then he swung the spear horizontally with its normal force without reducing it, causing Ling Dengxian to take off on the spot with a wonderful expression.

He hugged the earth skillfully once again. This time, Ling Dengxian flew more than six meters away, rolled several times, and his head was a little dazed.

"Are you okay, Xiao Xian?" Fengpi stretched out his hand to pull him up. "It was so sudden that I couldn't stop him. Are you okay?"

Ling Dengxian shook his head and gritted his teeth before standing up. Feng Di saw his expression and smiled with satisfaction. It seemed that Xiao Xian had gotten rid of all distracting thoughts. "Xiao Xian has made great progress."

Ling Dengxian pulled out the city-breaking spear and put it away. As he walked back, he asked, "Are you making any progress? It seems like I'm still being beaten by you."

"Xiao Xian, you haven't found a reference. If there is a group of Victorian soldiers who are training at the same time as you, it would be good if there are ten out of every hundred of them who are better than you." Feng Di could clearly feel Ling Dengxian's progress. Before, she could easily resolve all of Ling Dengxian's attacks without moving her feet, but now she needs to move her feet to completely suppress his movements.

Although the difference doesn't seem to be that big.

After experiencing several blows, Ling Dengxian has completely let go of his arrogance and has become more aware of his own capabilities. In the previous sparring session, he received 15 attacks from Fengpi, and except for the last attack, Fengpi had controlled the strength. He looked for more than ten opportunities to attack, and Fengpi's counterattacks always surprised him.

I learned a lot. Ling Dengxian found a piece of bluestone to sit down and began to treat his wound. At present, the river in this canyon is dry, so it is still safe for people to walk.

"But you can't push yourself too hard. Combining work and rest is the prerequisite for progress." Fengdi also handed him medical supplies. Ling Dengxian unwrapped the torn old bandage and looked at the bright red wound on his hand. He took a deep breath and said, "Flute, I remember you said you seemed to have another captain?"

"Yes, she is much better than me - is that so?" Fengdi opened his eyes slightly wider, as if he understood something. Ling Dengxian looked at the wound and smiled: "I can still work harder."

Bagpipe smiled, it seemed he knew his limits, and then handed over another bottle: "Disinfect it, don't be careless."

"Yeah." Ling Dengxian took the bottle, dipped a cotton swab in some liquid and applied it on the wound. Seeing how clumsy he was in using his left hand, Fengpi volunteered to help. Ling Dengxian didn't act pretentiously and adjusted his mindset so he didn't have those concerns anymore.

After a while, it was almost time to put on a new bandage, and Ling Dengxian suddenly realized that something was wrong: "Why doesn't it hurt as much as I expected?"

"Flute, look at that bottle, what is that?"

Fengdi was stunned for a moment, then he looked down and his expression suddenly became interesting: "White, white vinegar!?"

The wound began to feel a burning sensation belatedly.

Two balls of flame exploded on the rocky beach, and an agile figure narrowly escaped from the gap. At the edge of the explosion circle, several small animals fled quickly with scars. Before the black figure landed, he turned around, pulled the bowstring and shot three arrows. Then, without even looking, he tiptoed and fled into the distant jungle like an arrow. The long-nosed sleeping beasts followed closely behind.

The sound of the crossbow string was followed by two screams. One mercenary was shot in the shoulder, the bone was visible, while the other was not so lucky. An arrow hit him in the throat and he died on the spot.

"Deputy Commander, do you still want to chase them? We have already lost four brothers." A mercenary standing next to a film man with a scar on his face asked worriedly.

A hint of hesitation flashed across the face of the Filin man known as the deputy commander, but it was soon replaced by cruelty and greed: "Chase! That Safra has a leg injury and can't run far."

"But……"

"Boss, we've already suffered a lot of losses on this mission. Long-nosed sleepers are very popular on the black market, and there are several of them here! The sum of these is almost enough to cover half of the reward for this mission... And there's also that Safra. Such a beautiful Safra is rare. We can make more money by selling them together in the slave market!" The Filin man became more and more excited as he thought about it, and he couldn't help but speed up his pursuit.

"But the wind is getting stronger and stronger—"

“It’s okay, I saw clearly that the guy is an infected person, no one will care.

"Besides, this direction is not much different from what the boss and the others said, so this little detour won't affect anything."

The twenty or so mercenaries behind him no longer raised any objections when they heard the word "infected". Besides, since what the deputy commander said was indeed feasible, they followed him and chased after him.

There won't be so many concerns about taking action against infected people.

That's right, it was the middle of the night when Safra was being hunted. Because she was more familiar with the wild environment and acted alone, she was much faster than Ling Dengxian and Fengdi. But before she found any trace of the target beast, she ran into a detachment of the Iron Eagle Mercenary Group that was Fengdi's target. She wanted to retreat, but that bastard took a fancy to her sleeping beasts. In a disadvantageous battle, she exchanged the injury of a shrapnel embedded in her thigh for the lives of three mercenaries. Afterwards, she did not dare to fight and fled.

Seeing the mercenaries chasing her relentlessly, Ye Ban snorted coldly. Although her lips were bitten and bleeding due to the pain, she still did not dare to slow down. If she stopped, she would definitely die. However, she did not intend to be killed. She took the trap from her body: "A Deng!" A sleeping beast beside her immediately grabbed the trap and fell behind. After a while, it caught up again. After a while, the mercenaries screamed from behind. Ye Ban curled her lips after hearing it and continued to concentrate on running away. A string of blood beads fell and splashed on the grass leaves, like a black egret with its feathers flying, and flew away.

In the current situation, she can only escape for one more day at most. After that, even if she is not caught up, she can discard this leg.

Please, don't go too far, you two.

Ye Ban thought bitterly that she really sent it if she didn't trust the two of them at this time.