Su Zimu used all his strength to throw Wan Xiong out, and immediately got into the bushes on the other side.
In desperation, he used too much force, and the host of Su University instantly turned into an out-of-control human cannonball and disappeared into the dense bushes.
Mo Xingliang was about to avenge his past humiliation and teach Su Zimu a painful lesson, letting him know the consequences of offending the Blood Demon Cult.
Unexpectedly, there was a flower in front of me, and there were two whooshes, and a long and miserable howl came from the right, the trees on the left shook wildly, and a big tree fell down dozens of feet away.
Mo Xingliang almost lost his temper and rushed into the bushes.
Wan Xiong soared into the clouds like mist and flew hundreds of meters before falling into the bushes. The fall made his chest feel tight and his eyes darkened, and he almost died on the spot.
As soon as I took a breath, I got up immediately.
I, Lao Wan, am the kind of person who is unloyal...
But there was no trace of Su Zimu, only the back of Mo Xingliang ducking into the bushes.
Su Zimu smashed a big tree with his head. Even with his current physical strength, he was still dizzy.
Mo Xingliang's evil star was right behind him. Su Zimu did not dare to neglect, and he jumped again. Suddenly, the branches in front of his eyes were twitching wildly, and there was a constant swishing sound in his ears.
Suddenly his vision went blank, and he was shocked to find that he actually appeared above the forest, falling forward at an extremely high speed.
"Ah, wow -" Su Zimu shouted loudly, because the speed was too fast and it also had the Doppler effect, which inadvertently pointed Mo Xingliang in the right direction.
He didn't want to scream, but he had never been a fan of extreme sports, and he had never been interested in seeking excitement. This ultra-fast shuttle through the trees really stimulated his nerves, and his instinct instantly suppressed his reason.
Mo Xingliang found the right direction and chased after him, but before he could get close, Su Zimu soared into the air again and fell down with a scream.
In this way, the Su University anchor kept jumping and could cross a distance of nearly 100 meters every time.
At the beginning, he couldn't control himself at all. Either he lost his footing when he landed and rolled a long way before he stopped, or he accidentally hit a tree. The tree dozens of meters high was crushed by him like a slingshot.
With a bang, the unlucky child was ejected again.
Mo Xingliang had already chased him nearby. He had identified Su Zimu's landing spot and planned to give him a cruel trick. However, he didn't expect to be ejected by a big tree on the way. He was so angry that his blood was boiling and his orifices were filled with smoke.
Su Zimu didn't care whether Mo Xingliang's fragile little heart had suffered a critical blow. He couldn't tell the direction anyway, so he simply looked in one direction and jumped forward regardless.
As the old saying goes, practice makes perfect. The more times he jumps, the more he jumps. It really helps him find some skills, such as which angle is the easiest to take off from, what posture is the safest to land on, and how to avoid the ubiquitous branches and trunks.
After he mastered these tips, not only was he no longer afraid, but he also found an extraordinary sense of excitement, and the miserable screams and so on naturally no longer existed.
The legendary martial arts masters with outstanding light skills probably feel like this when they run wildly!
Su Zimu thought happily.
He was happy, but Mo Xingliang was miserable. Since he lost the voice to guide him, he could no longer find the right direction. After a while, he lost sight of Su Zimu.
I gritted my teeth for a long time, but could only go back in frustration.
With Mo Xingliang's seventh-level Qi training, his explosive power is not inferior to that of Su Zimu, and he can also do such mindless jumping.
But Su Zimu was a hard-working person, with rough skin, thick flesh, strong tendons and strong bones. Hitting a big tree or stone or even kissing the ground would be nothing, and he would be back to his original state in the blink of an eye.
Mo Xingliang can't do it. His physical strength is naturally much higher than that of ordinary people, but it can't be compared with the big boss who exercises. If he dares to jump like this, I'm afraid he has to catch up with the target first.
Play yourself to death.
There are specialties in the arts, and only monsters can run around like this. Of course, mainstream monks mainly focus on flying with weapons.
However, Mo Xingliang had not yet established a foundation and could not control the flying sword, so he could only watch Su Zimu escape.
The duck that reached the mouth actually flew away. The furious Mo Xingliang cut off more than a dozen big trees in a row before he managed to vent some of the negative emotions in his heart.
There is still a lot left, but fortunately it can no longer affect his sanity.
Where is Su Zimu?
He has mastered this kind of leap, flying close to the ground for a while, jumping high and low for a while, using the fewest movements, the most precise power and the fastest speed to constantly improve this set of movements.
That's right, it's Shenfa.
Although he created it himself, he felt that it was of great use whether he was rushing or avoiding.
By the time he realized he had gotten rid of Mo Xingliang, it was already half an hour later.
Su Zimu breathed a long sigh of relief and continued walking forward humming a song. This time he didn't have to rush so much.
However, it is still necessary to grasp the situation nearby. Every time he walks a certain distance, he will jump up once and roughly observe the situation nearby during the short hanging time.
Su Zimu was a little worried about Wan Xiong's situation, but Mo Xingliang had been sucked away by him, so Wan Xiong should not be in danger.
Thinking of this, he became happy again, and even hummed the ridiculous tune much louder.
The only bad thing was that he got separated from Wan Xiong. He originally planned to get together with Wan Xiong and get familiar with the world first before making any plans.
Who would have expected that the plan would change quickly, and if Mo was disturbed, he could only experience what it was like to be a lone ranger in advance.
In the blink of an eye, the sun was setting in the west. Su Zimu thought he would spend the night in the wild again, but suddenly he found a neat field in the distance.
This made him so happy that he took a few steps and finally found a small village before the sun set.
There are only a hundred households in the village, and there is only one small shop that integrates an inn, a warehouse and a hotel.
How could Su Zimu care so much? He touched the gold and silver in the Qiankun bag and strode in.
The waiter in the shop was very discerning and quickly came up to say hello: "What would you like, sir?"
Su Zimu sat down calmly: "If you have anything to eat, just bring it over!"
The waiter hurriedly confessed.
It turns out that this place is located in a remote place, with few outsiders showing up. Apart from a few vegetable pancakes, there is nothing else to eat.
If you want to eat good food, you have to pay first and buy it now.
Su Zimu was not in the mood to talk nonsense, so he threw a small piece of broken silver to the shopkeeper: "Go buy chicken, buy meat, the sooner the better!"
The waiter quickly agreed and went to find the shopkeeper happily.
After a while, the waiter came back with two chickens, followed by two strong men who looked like hunters, carrying in something that looked like a sheep but not a sheep, and something that looked like a deer but not a deer.
The shopkeeper did not give Orion any silver, but used some salt, a few pots of arrows, and other things as payment.
Not only was Orion not annoyed, but he was overjoyed and went away with many thanks.
Su Zimu was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, he was relieved.
In such a place with underdeveloped productivity, money is not of much use, and bartering is more in line with the needs of the villagers.