That's not all. He has to constantly use his wisdom to judge which traps and thunders set by the enemy, and how to prevent himself from being hit, including avoiding the traps of hunters in the mountains and forests, and also taking on the heavy responsibility of finding water and food. After five consecutive days, he has lost a lot of weight, his eyes are covered with blood, and his spirit is on the verge of collapse.

However, he still gritted his teeth and held on. He knew very well that this was not just the master who was punishing himself, but more importantly, the master was taking advantage of this rare opportunity to give himself a small kitchen, helping him continuously improve his strength, and deeply realize that there are still shortcomings, so that he can be able to survive when certain special moments come. After all, this time, as Liang Chen's only disciple, he was captured by a group of enemies who did not take seriously at all. This was also a lifelong shame for him, and it made him realize that he was still too much short of it!

In a sense, this is a master's cultivation with great thoughts. He must endure, study, and regard suffering as happiness. Only in this way can he improve himself more and not waste his master's painstaking efforts.

For a few days, Zhang Da was silent and said nothing, but he was using his actions to prove his regret to Liang Chen, as well as his determination and perseverance, which also made Liang Chen, who was cold and solemn on the surface, feel a little relieved.

Tracing the jungle is an extremely dry and arduous thing. Compared to the tracker, it is really a difficult process. However, for Adaton and Mataid, who are now running away in the mountains, it is also an unbearable torment.[

Although Mataid is an excellent hunter who has passed down his skills from his ancestors, returning to the jungle is like returning to his own home. He never believed that anyone would be more familiar with the jungle than himself, and would use everything in the jungle to protect himself, and would not believe that someone could catch up with him when he escaped first.

But it turns out that his innate pride is arrogance and wrong.

Although he could not see the enemy behind him, Mataid's intuition clearly told him that there was indeed someone chasing them behind him, like shadows and followers, like maggots attached to his bones, and the ghosts remained undispersed.

Although he had used all the means, traps, bumping wood, hunting nets, hanging thorns, etc., it seemed that these people who could only slightly stop the chasing behind them could not cause any harm to them. Moreover, the distance between them and them was getting closer and closer. Sometimes they felt that they could appear by their side at any time, which made Mataid start to frighten at the same time. He finally found that he had met an extremely difficult opponent who knew the jungle better than him.

When he figured out this problem, he held his opponent and threw them around the bushes and took the opportunity to kill them. A chance to cut off this little tail immediately disappeared.

After intense discussion, he and Adatong immediately decided to sneak out of the mountain, find the nearest market town as soon as possible, and use the most modern means of transportation to escape here.
Chapter completed!