Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

He knew that Ling Yun was surrounded by many experts, and if he wanted to take revenge, he had to be careful and cautious.

Deep in the hunting grounds, ancient trees towered up to the sky, blocking out the sun. From time to time, wild beasts appeared, startling countless birds.

Zhang Ling came to a secluded valley alone. He dismounted, sat cross-legged, and began to regulate his breathing and prepare for the next challenge.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps broke the silence of the valley.

Zhang Ling suddenly opened his eyes and looked around vigilantly.

I saw a figure slowly walking out of the woods, it was Ling Yun!

"Haha, Zhang Ling, I didn't expect you to be hiding here." Ling Yun had a sneer on his face and a sinister light flashed in his eyes.

Zhang Ling stood up, dusted himself off, and sneered, "Why, Second Prince, did you come to see me on purpose?"

"Humph, you ask even though you already know the answer!" Ling Yun's eyes flashed with murderous intent, "Today is the day you die!"

Before he finished his words, Ling Yun's figure flashed and he pounced towards Zhang Ling like a ghost.

Zhang Ling was prepared. He dodged Ling Yun's attack by leaning sideways, then punched Ling Yun directly in the chest.

Ling Yun didn't expect Zhang Ling to be so agile. He was caught off guard and hit by Zhang Ling's punch, staggering back a few steps.

"You..." Ling Yun covered his chest with his hands, his eyes filled with shock and anger.

"What? Surprised?" Zhang Ling said with a hint of sarcasm, "This is just the beginning!"

After saying that, Zhang Ling stepped forward again and started a fierce fight with Ling Yun.

Fists and feet collided, making dull sounds.

Although Ling Yun was born into a royal family and had lived a life of luxury since childhood, his martial arts skills were not weak. His moves were sharp and his attacks were fierce. For a while, he was evenly matched with Zhang Ling.

However, Zhang Ling has integrated modern fighting techniques, and his moves are unpredictable, making Ling Yun difficult to grasp.

Gradually, Ling Yun began to lose the upper hand and had several scars on his body.

"Damn it!" Ling Yun cursed in his heart. He knew that if he continued like this, he would definitely lose.

So he began to look for an opportunity to escape from here.

However, would Zhang Ling let him do as he wished?

He pressed forward step by step, and forced Ling Yun to the edge of the valley.

"Ling Yun, you can't escape today!" Zhang Ling's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Ling Yun's face was pale and his eyes were full of fear.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

A black shadow suddenly fell from the sky and blocked Ling Yun.

"Who is it?!" Zhang Ling was shocked.

The man was wearing black clothes, with his face covered, holding a sharp dagger in his hand, and exuding a cold murderous aura.

"Hmph, someone who wants to kill you!" The man in black snorted coldly, then launched an attack towards Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling didn't expect that Cheng Yaojin would suddenly appear and for a moment, he was caught off guard.

The man in black was agile and ruthless, and he was obviously a well-trained killer.

Zhang Ling fought fiercely with the man in black. For a while, the air was filled with flashes of swords and murderous intent.

Ling Yun took the opportunity to escape and hid far away, looking at Zhang Ling with a vicious face.

Zhang Ling cursed in his heart. He knew that it would be impossible to kill Ling Yun today.

He fought with the man in black for a few more rounds, then made a feint and turned to flee out of the valley.

The man in black chased after Zhang Ling relentlessly, vowing to kill him.

Zhang Ling ran frantically all the way, feeling extremely anxious.

He knew that if he was caught up by the man in black, he would surely die.

Just then, he saw a dense forest ahead.

He had an idea in his mind and quickly disappeared into the woods.

The man in black followed closely behind and also entered the woods.

The light in the woods was dim, and the lush branches and leaves blocked out the sun.

Zhang Ling used the terrain to deal with the men in black.

He sometimes hid behind a tree, sometimes climbed up a branch, playing hide-and-seek with the man in black.

Although the man in black is highly skilled in martial arts, it is difficult for him to exert his full strength in such complex terrain.

Gradually, he lost track of Zhang Ling.

"Damn it!" the man in black cursed angrily, then turned and left the woods.

Zhang Ling hid in the tree, watching the black-clad figure walking away, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew that he was safe for the time being.

However, he also knew that this was only temporary.

Ling Yun will not let him go, and the man in black will definitely appear again.

He must improve his strength as quickly as possible in order to survive in this dangerous world.

He jumped down from the tree and walked out of the hunting ground.

As he walked, he thought about his next plan.

Suddenly, he felt a strange breath coming from behind him.

He turned around suddenly and saw a figure standing not far behind him.

That figure was...

Zhang Ling's eyes were as cold as a knife, fixed on the second prince Ling Yun. The flames of hatred from past and present lives were surging in his chest, almost burning him to ashes. He clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his flesh, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

Ling Yun was surrounded by a group of flattering nobles, all of them were arrogant, as if the entire hunting ground was theirs. They talked and laughed loudly, showing off their fine bows and horses, and their words were full of contempt for others. Zhang Ling noticed that Ling Yun had a dagger inlaid with gems hanging around his waist. That was the murder weapon that pierced his heart in his previous life!

"Ling Yun..." Zhang Ling squeezed out the name from between his teeth, his voice as low as a roar from hell.

Zhang Yuanshan noticed his son's strangeness and followed his gaze to see the second prince Ling Yun. He frowned slightly and whispered, "Ling'er, watch your words and actions. This is the royal hunting ground."

Zhang Ling took a deep breath and tried to suppress the anger in his heart. He knew that now was not the time for revenge. He needed to wait for the right time to completely destroy Ling Yun!

The hunting competition officially began, and the sound of horns resounded throughout the forest. Everyone spurred their horses and whipped their whips, chasing the prey. Zhang Ling rode an ordinary black horse and followed the large group from a distance, but his mind was not on hunting at all. His eyes followed Ling Yun's figure all the time, like a poisonous snake staring at its prey.

Ling Yun was an excellent rider, and soon caught up with a majestic wild deer. He bent his bow and shot an arrow, hitting the deer in the throat. The nobles around him immediately burst into cheers, praising the second prince's archery skills.

Zhang Ling watched coldly, his heart full of disdain. He knew that although Ling Yun's archery skills were good, they were still far behind the gun skills he had learned in his previous life in the police force.

Suddenly, there was a cry of surprise. A huge black bear rushed out of the dense forest and ran towards the crowd. The crowd immediately became chaotic and fled in all directions.

Ling Yun was also startled by this sudden change, and he turned his horse around in panic, trying to escape. But the black bear was very fast and caught up with him in the blink of an eye.

At the critical moment, Zhang Ling urged the black horse under his crotch to rush out like an arrow. He quickly took out his bow and arrow, aimed at the black bear's head, and shot an arrow.

The arrow hit the black bear's eyes accurately. The black bear let out a painful roar, fell to the ground, struggled a few times, and then became motionless.

Everyone watched this scene in shock, their eyes filled with awe and gratitude. If Zhang Ling hadn't acted in time, the consequences would have been disastrous.

Zhang Yuanshan was also shocked and pleased by his son's performance. He did not expect that his son, who was once a playboy, would have such superb archery skills and courage.

Ling Yun's face turned pale, he didn't expect that Zhang Ling would save his life. This made him feel extremely humiliated and angry.

Zhang Ling dismounted, walked to the black bear's body, and pulled out the arrow. He glanced at Ling Yun coldly, his eyes full of provocation.

Ling Yun gritted his teeth and said nothing. He knew that he had lost this time, and lost completely.

After the hunting competition, Zhang Ling's name spread throughout the capital. People praised him as a hero for risking his life to save the second prince.

Zhang Ling turned a deaf ear to these praises. He had only one goal in mind, and that was revenge!

After returning to the Prime Minister's Mansion, Zhang Ling locked himself in the room and began to practice martial arts. He knew that in this world where the strong are respected, only by having strong strength can he protect himself and realize his revenge plan.

He combined the fighting skills he learned in his previous life with the martial arts of this world to create a unique way of fighting. His movements became more and more smooth and fierce, and the room was filled with the sound of whistling wind.

One night, Zhang Ling was practicing martial arts when he suddenly heard a slight noise outside the window. He stopped alertly, walked to the window, and gently pushed it open.

A dark shadow flashed by and disappeared into the night.

Zhang Ling's heart moved, he knew that someone was monitoring him!

He did not chase after him immediately, but returned to his room, put on his nightgown, and then quietly slipped out of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

He followed the direction where the shadow disappeared and finally came to an abandoned temple outside the city.

The temple was dark, with only a few dim oil lamps emitting faint light.

Zhang Ling walked into the temple cautiously. Suddenly, a voice sounded behind him:

"You are indeed here."

Zhang Ling turned around abruptly and saw a masked man in black standing behind him.

"Who are you?" Zhang Ling asked coldly.

The man in black sneered and said, "I'm here to take your life!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in black pounced towards Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling was prepared. He dodged the attack from the man in black by leaning sideways, then punched him in the chest.

The man in black groaned and took a few steps back.

"You are quite capable," said the man in black, "but you are no match for me after all!"

After saying that, the man in black attacked Zhang Ling again.

This time, the black-clad men's attack was more ferocious and every move was deadly.

Zhang Ling did not dare to be careless. He used all his strength and fought fiercely with the man in black.

The two of them went back and forth, fighting inextricably.

At this moment, the roof of the temple suddenly collapsed, burying the two in the rubble...

The hunting grounds were filled with flags, colorful tents, and the air was filled with the smell of wild animals and the fragrance of the nobles' cosmetics. Zhang Ling followed Zhang Yuanshan into the hunting grounds and looked around calmly. He saw many familiar faces among the people, all of whom were officials who usually played tricks in the court and their descendants.

These people were respectful to him on the surface, but secretly they ridiculed him as the prodigal son of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Zhang Ling sneered. These people would soon find out that the dandy in their eyes had already changed his heart.

The second prince Ling Yun was also present. He was wearing a hunting suit with a golden dragon embroidered on it and a sword inlaid with gemstones on his waist. He looked arrogant. When he saw Zhang Ling, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes and he walked straight over.

"Hey, isn't this our Young Master Zhang? Why, are you here hunting today too? Just don't shoot yourself in the foot." Ling Yun said in a sarcastic tone, and the noble children around him also laughed softly.