After a long time, Xin You crawled out from under the tiger.
His body was covered in blood and his legs were almost unsteady.
The spear was broken by the weight of the tiger.
The spearhead pierced directly through the tiger's back.
"This tiger skin is so torn, I don't know if it can still be used." Xin looked at the wounds on the tiger's body and thought to himself.
At this moment, Xinyi's team also caught up.
"Doctor Yi!"
Fan Dayu stumbled over.
His heart almost jumped out of his chest.
As the technical advisor of this team, if Doctor Yi makes even the slightest mistake, the people in the country will have to chop him alive when he returns.
There is no way, Xin You's prestige is very high now.
Even surpassed Fan Mi back then.
"I'm fine." Xin quickly reported that he was safe.
But as soon as he finished speaking, Xin felt a sharp pain.
"It seems like my ankle is twisted." Xin was helpless.
I still got a little injured after jumping from such a high place just now.
However, he was so focused on chasing the tiger that he didn't take into account the injury, and he didn't realize it until now.
"By the way, where is Kong Si?" Xin asked again.
"He jumped off the cliff after you. Could it be that he got lost?" Fan Dayu asked.
Xin shook his head again: "How could he get lost?"
"I'm here." At this moment, Fan Si walked out of the dense jungle behind Xin You.
On his shoulders, he carried a huge object.
It was a tiger that was smaller than this white tiger, and it was a normal golden color.
The tiger has a short spear stuck in its back and an arrow stuck in its right eye.
"This...was hunted by you?" Fan Dayu couldn't believe it.
Kong Si threw the tiger to the ground.
Everyone gathered around and saw that the female tiger was still warm and had obviously died not long ago.
"Isn't it said that one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers?" Xin asked again.
"This is a female tiger."
"Gentleman, the territories of male tigers and female tigers can overlap." Fan Dayu explained.
"This guy came here to find help." Xin felt scared again.
Kong Si followed him, and when he saw Xin killing the male tiger again, he was already aware of the female tiger's presence.
So he sneaked into the depths of the jungle alone and killed the female tiger!
"When Wei Wuzi killed a tapir beast, he was already the most brave among the three armies. I didn't expect you to hunt down a tiger alone!"
"The tapir beast killed by Wei Wuzi was not an ordinary tapir beast. Its body was larger than that of a horse, and it could not be hurt by swords, halberds, knives and arrows. It chewed iron as if it were mud, and its axles were wrapped in iron. They were all eaten. Their agility was unmatched and could not be controlled by humans.
Some Wei Wuzi strangled his neck and strangled him to death." Kong Si explained.
It was a mythical beast, something even the army could not do anything about.
Wei Wuzi strangled him alive with both hands.
Xin added: "Don't be humble, I think they are almost the same."
After all, this is a tiger!
There are so many posts about the fighting power of humans and tigers in the forums of later generations.
If Kong Si were born more than two thousand years later, these posts would end!
"A gentleman is also very brave, shouldn't he also kill this white tiger?"
Fan Dayu smiled.
With two tigers here, this Qiu Xianyi battle is certain to be won.
"This white tiger was seriously injured. It wouldn't live long. I just patched it up." Xin waved his hand again: "Stop talking, Fan Fen. Go find Yin Ke and the others and ask them to send someone to lift the tiger."
"Fan Dayu, take off the tiger skin and give it to me. Kong Si and I will go to the mountains to fetch the horses. There is still one day left before the end of the Autumn Festival, and you can still hunt a lot of things."
Xin put away the tiger skin again, and Kong Si carried a bundle each, and walked towards the place where the horses were tied.
The two were walking side by side, and Xin suddenly stopped.
"Are you injured?" Xin asked Kong Si again.
"The tigress slapped me, it didn't bother me." Kong Si didn't stop: "How do you know this, gentleman?"
"Your breath is messed up." Xin added, "And when you walk, you have a voice."
Kong Si paused for a moment, but he didn't realize this.
Xin then asked: "You walk silently, is this... Qinggong?"
"I don't know what qinggong is." Kong Si said: "This is also a kind of Qingshu. When a gentleman has integrated the basics of Qingshu, he will naturally learn this method."
Xin nodded again.
This kind of pace, walking silently, should be used for assassination.
Biting off more than one can chew, Xin You has not yet mastered the introductory skills of 馘法.
Forty-two's move, he was only familiar with the routine, and had not yet reached the level of pure love.
However, Xin believes that this is all due to the lack of actual combat.
If after returning home, I can practice with Kong Si every day or use it on the battlefield, my progress should be faster.
The two of them, one behind the other, quickly climbed over the mountains and arrived at the hinterland of Ziwu Valley.
The physiques of Xin You and Kong Si were already much higher than those of ordinary people.
But I still feel tired at this moment.
Especially Kong Si, the sound of footsteps getting louder and louder.
Xin decided to eat something again, then sleep on the floor, take a rest and continue on his way.
Kong Si did not fall asleep, but sat cross-legged on the spot, as if he was exercising to heal his injuries.
"Internal strength? Qigong!?"
Xin was curious again.
But he didn't dare to ask too many questions for fear that Kong Si would go crazy.
As if sensing Xin You's curiosity, Kong Si said: "Gentleman, don't be offended. This is just a breathing method."
"Breathing method?" Xin became even more curious.
Could it be that mysterious breathing method that is rumored to be able to enhance physical fitness, awaken people to evolve, and break their shackles?
"I was seriously injured and my qi and blood were surging. I had to use special breathing techniques to calm my qi and blood." Kong Si's voice seemed calmer than usual.
"Do you have inner strength?" Xin You was really curious.
"I've never heard of it." Kong Si opened his eyes: "What is internal force?"
"Oh, it's nothing, just take a good rest." Xin said again.
He was a little disappointed. Kong Si's breathing method was just a way to keep his body in a stable state by adjusting his breathing.
But he also heard a saying.
Ancient martial arts masters can adjust their own blood flow rate and even control the secretion of adrenal hormones through breathing.
I don’t know if Kong Si is like this.
But Xin didn't ask again.
It seems that Kong Si's injury was not serious. After all, he was fighting a tiger with one man's strength.
It is already a miracle that ordinary people can survive.
Kong Si did not suffer any serious trauma and only needed a little conditioning.
After resting for a while, Xin You's physical strength has recovered somewhat.
"Kong Si, I have to take the first step. I want to see the Zhao family leader as soon as possible and plead for Fan Ni."
"Sir, if you please, I will come shortly." Kong Si said.
Xin nodded again, left a horse for Kong Si, and then took two tiger skins with him and headed towards the place where the horse was tied before.
"You two have been waiting for a long time." Xin said again.
In order to facilitate movement in the mountains, Xin left his horse here again before going into the mountains to chase the tiger.
Fortunately, there are no barbarians or Rong people in this area, and from time to time there are Chinese patrols organized by Sanyi to ensure the normal progress of field hunting.
So the horse was not lost.
The saddle was also placed under a rock nearby.
Xin took out another saddle and put it on one of the horses.
Then he tied two tiger skins tightly to the horse and patted the horse's butt.
"Let's go back to the camp!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xin You felt a chill on his back.
A cold light flashed through, and Xin instinctively dodged to the side.
He turned around and saw a dark shadow holding a spear in his hand!
"Who is it?" Xin casually took out a short spear from behind and stabbed the black figure.
Who knew that the black figure was very nimble, like a swallow, and turned over and landed on the horse.
Then the black shadow waved his hand, and a pile of lime powder and the like exploded from the air.
"Hahaha! Mr. Xin! I am the best hunter!"
A strange and crisp voice reached Xin You's ears.
Xin rushed out of the smoke again and saw that the man had left quickly on his horse.
The man ran forward and looked back at Xin You.
It was an extremely handsome and fair face, that of a boy about thirteen or fourteen years old.
It was Zhao Cha, the messenger who sent the letter to Zhao Yang!!