The road is right under your feet

No one knew how much time had passed, but the two men and the beast were doing their jobs step by step, and it had almost become a habit.

At this moment, a long and old voice came from the sky, "Little guys, there is still one day before the end of the assessment, are you ready?"

The sound echoed in the mountains several times, shocking Bai Xing a little.

Suddenly, his expression changed.

Although he now has 23,000 points, he doesn't know how many points other people have, so he is a little unsure.

Under pressure, Bai Xing moved his hands faster than ever before. After finishing his work, he did not dare to delay for a moment and flew directly on the sword at the fastest speed.

Su Shixuan looked at Bai Xing's receding back thoughtfully, and his mood seemed heavier and more urgent than before.

Bai Xing climbed over several mountains and came to a snowy area.

If he had not captured all the ferocious beasts nearby and stewed them into soup, he would never have come here from afar to hunt. It took a lot of time just to travel.

Bai Xing walked quietly on the snow, the biting cold wind blowing across his body mercilessly like a sharp blade.

The pure white robe almost blends in with the surrounding environment, and the lavender lapels and waist belt are particularly eye-catching.

His long black hair and purple headband complement each other, and even in the extreme cold, he still looks elegant. If you don't look at his face at this moment, just his back is enough to make people crazy.

Bai Xing endured the biting cold, leaving footprints of varying depths on the snow, patiently waiting for the hunter to appear.

After a while, Bai Xing's ears moved.

In the howling snowy ground, there was a faint sound of something crawling across the surface of the snow.

The corners of Shirahoshi's mouth slowly curled up, hunter...ah no, now, he is the hunter.

His figure swayed slightly, and a flash of lightning flashed across the snow-white ground, almost blending into it. If you didn't look closely, it would be hard to spot.

In the white ice and snow, a pair of pupils as deep as sapphires were exposed to the air.

At this moment, the pair of eyes blinked, with a look of confusion in them, which was quite silly and cute.

It was just about to search for the prey it had been tracking for a long time, but before it could react, it sensed a dangerous aura.

Driven by instinct, it rolled out of the snow suddenly, and due to inertia, it rolled down for dozens of meters before finally stopping.

Shirahoshi failed to hit the target, so he retracted his sword and watched a big lizard skiing and rolling down the hillside.

Beneath his calm appearance, there was a ripple of unrest in his heart.

Based on his past experience, with his speed, the chances of the lizard escaping were slim, but it did manage to evade him.

This ice-scale lizard with a shell as transparent as ice crystals was extremely sharp, sharper and faster than any other spirit beast he had ever met.

Bai Xing estimated the ice scale lizard's rolling speed and approximate stopping position. He swayed again, and in a moment, he appeared in front of the ice scale lizard.

By the time the ice-scale lizard noticed it, it was too late. Its body was still rolling rapidly downwards uncontrollably, with no time to stop.

Then, it let out a deep and long howl, which echoed in the snow-capped mountains like a sigh in winter, desolate and threatening. Its voice was so cold that it seemed to freeze the air, making people who heard it feel a tightness in their hearts and an inexplicable sense of oppression.

Bai Xing tried his best to suppress the discomfort in his heart. He did not pull out the sword that pierced into the belly of the ice-scale lizard. He clenched his right fist, and the faint terrifying aura emanating from it made the ice-scale lizard uneasy, and it struggled more and more violently.

Unfortunately, the sword nailed it firmly into the ground, and the existence in its belly made it dare not move randomly, and it could only struggle on the spot.

In its desperate eyes, the fist stopped less than an inch away from it. It immediately moved its abdomen as if it had survived a disaster, and only relaxed a little after confirming that it was not seriously injured. Its deep sapphire eyes stared at Bai Xing vigilantly.

Bai Xing remained silent, recalling what 77 had just said to him, and slowly retracted his fist. The lightning power carried by the fist also disappeared completely.

He took out a blood-clotting pill and threw it toward the ice-scale lizard. The ice-scale lizard seemed to smell an incomparable delicacy, and opened its mouth with shining eyes and swallowed it into its stomach.

Seeing that it had eaten it obediently, Bai Xing grasped the hilt of the sword with one hand and pulled it out quickly, accurately and fiercely, without a drop of blood flowing out.

The ice-scale lizard cried out in pain, and then, realizing that the threat in its stomach was no longer there, it fled away at the drop of a hat, completely losing all desire to hunt.

Bai Xing turned his back to the direction where the ice-scale lizard left. The long sword in his hand was stained by the wind and snow, and it became even colder under the sunlight, like a supreme weapon.

His hand holding the sword was trembling slightly, and he took one step at a time and walked forward.

[Not good, Master. Someone is approaching rapidly, heading in the direction of the Ice Scale Lizard.]

Bai Xing's heart trembled suddenly, and he suddenly rushed in the direction where the ice-scale lizard escaped.

But it was obviously too late. He heard the ice-scale lizard's shrill cry again, and this time the cry was even more sad and desperate.

Something in his brain suddenly snapped, and veins popped out on his forehead. He stepped on the thunder flash and moved forward at full speed, climbing over the higher snow slope and seeing the scene below.

Bai Xing's pupils trembled suddenly, and his eyes seemed to be infected by ice and snow, cold enough to chill his bones.

The ice-scale lizard was covered in blood and lay motionless in the snow. Something seemed to be moving at the end of its tail, which was rising and falling slightly.

Bai Xing knew what it was. His eyes were complicated and his lips gradually tightened.

"Hey~ There are still two little cubs."

A cold and suspicious voice came from the front, which immediately drew Bai Xing's attention.

What caught my eye was a slightly thin, tall figure, dressed simply and elegantly, with deep and three-dimensional facial features and extremely beautiful facial lines. His slightly dull eyebrows and eyes made him look a little inhuman.

Bai Xing sneered, he really looked heartless.

Facing Bai Xing's sharp gaze, the man seemed to have just realized Bai Xing's existence and regained his indifferent look. There was no emotion in his eyes when he looked at Bai Xing, as if Bai Xing was just a lifeless statue.

Bai Xing smiled back, but the smile did not reach his eyes. Without any warning, he suddenly jumped out, and his figure almost became a shadow.

Then, he suddenly threw a punch, hitting the clueless man's face.

Facing this extremely powerful punch, the man simply swung out a palm and collided with the fist in mid-air.

Both of them were shocked.

The man retreated several meters before he managed to stabilize himself. When he looked at Bai Xing, his eyes finally showed a ripple of surprise.

Obviously, Shirahoshi's performance was beyond his expectations.

Bai Xing somersaulted nimbly in the air, and when he landed, he still took a few steps back, leaving deep footprints on the snow.