Chronicles of Primordial Wars

On a short hill next to the tribal training grounds, the trees are not thick, but dense, stretching branches full of green leaves and the surrounding bushes and bushes grow violently, almost the same every day during the season.

Along a sparse stone and earth trail usually walked by people, some freshman plants were already at full waist height, and further afield, people walked in without seeing a shadow.

Shao Xuan held a half-arm-long stone knife in his hand and walked onto this seemingly unusual stone road.

It had just rained yesterday, and the grass leaves were washed clean and surrounded by a faint hint of unknown flowers.

In contrast to the distant mountains, which are almost invisible to the green, there is a lot of noise coming from the mountains, which seem to be quieter and less dangerous.

Shao Xuan gripped the stone knife and looked serious. He dared not carelessly.

Old Ke taught Shao Xuan to set a trap and set the rope, but taught only two days, then changed the method.

According to old man, to hunt a bear, you have to use the mind of the bear, to hunt a beast, you have to put yourself at the beast's angle, to put a better condom on it, to pursue the ultimate set of absolute kills, you have to personally experience the wonders it contains.

If you can't see through the trap and can't stop it, in a real hunting ground, it's a must die situation.

Though this method is thought to be abusive, Shao Xuan did what Old Ke asked him to do, feeling the killing moves from places hidden in the branches, stone seams, leaf gaps, etc. that people have difficulty noticing.

Quite simply, here, Shao Xuan himself, is the prey.

Lifting his feet onto this stone dirt trail, he grabbed the stone knife tightly with his five fingers. Shao Xuan swept in front of him, his eyes stiffened, and he ran faster.

Buzz!

It sounds like a shivering sound from a fine beast band.

From the right side of the trail, at least four positions!

Shao Xuan did not stop at all. He continued to run, his feet were strenuous, the sky jumped high, the arms of the knife shook, the shadow flashed, and suddenly heard the crisp sound of bang bang. That was the collision between the stone arrow and the stone knife. Two shots were blocked by the stone knife and two were hidden by Shao Xuan. At the same time, Shao Xuan's body twisted slightly, his head, arms, legs in a very funny position or stretch, or folded back.

From the position alone, it is impossible to know what he is going to do next, but almost simultaneously with his change of position are several thorns from the other side of the trail, passing with Shao Xuan. They emit at the same time as the stone arrows just now, but the sound emitted is slighter, but due to the initial buzz, more people will go there to defend themselves reflexively at that moment, ignoring the more covert assassinations from the other side. If Shao Xuan does not use the current position but changes slightly, there is inevitably a place to win.

Duh! Duh!

Hard spikes hit the trunk across the street, and the sashimi instantly missed more than half!

Hiding from the first round of Shao Xuan did not land directly, but grabbed a small branch from the tree. The weight of the body did not seem ordinary, flexibly turned forward, stretched across the front like a jump high to a relatively thicker branch above the trail, and did not touch a single leaf on that branch at all.

Immediately after the landing was followed by an impact acceleration, almost the next moment he had just moved out of his foot, a finger thick stone was nailed to the original landing. On several occasions, Shiqiu rubbed Shao Xuan's feet on the ground, but Shao Xuan continued to run as if he hadn't seen half of them.

Shao Xuan jumped while running, and the route was not a straight line, and no pattern could be found in the connection.

When he jumped again, his feet stepped on the trunk beside him and jumped again. Two consecutive jumps dodged the arrow through the air, his wrist moved and five stones appeared between his fingers, firing in succession towards several bushes in front of him. The next moment, the place where the stone hit him made a cracking sound of wood.

On the way down, Shao Xuan reached out his hand, bent up and grabbed the tip of a branch, pulled his body to the side by a certain angle, and rolled his waist over before landing, smoothly rolling on the ground, removing some of the impact force, then glanced at the crude stone prick of the arm that had been thrown into front of him.

A gray knife flashed.

There was no sparkling stone knife reflected in the sun, but like a grey white lightning bolt suddenly appeared in the woods, it was severely chopped on the stone prick!

Without the metallic shine, anyone who sees the knife feels the cold flashes coming from the knife.

From the beginning to this stone trail, until now, it's just a matter of time.

Shao Xuan stood up and looked back at the trail he had walked. Originally, there were only some sparse weed trails, which were already filled with stones, wood spurs, stone spurs, swinging stakes, chopped stones, etc.

Looking up at a place not far away, Shao Xuan asked: “What do you think? ”

“No,” said Old Ke, sitting on a rock with no expression.

Shao Xuan grabbed his head, “I think so. ”

Needless to say, Shao Xuan walked back to get rid of all the traps on this road. Remove all the undistributed traps, otherwise the tribesmen would have trouble walking this way. There are still several pits underneath the ground, just can't see them.

Every day Shao Xuan receives such training, Old Ke sets it up, then Shao Xuan breaks through.

This kind of self-inflicted perverted training method, weaker self-control may cause nervousness, get too nervous, get nervous, look like there's a trap anywhere.

In fact, Shao Xuantou felt the same way for two days. Even if he went back into the tribe, a little noise around him would make him nervous and react allergically. But then it was okay.

Old Ke looked down and was relieved to see Shao Xuan, who was removing those traps and blankets. He was also worried at first that such a training method would be counterproductive. He had intended to train for five days before starting the coaching, but he didn't expect that Shao Xuan had already adjusted before he could do it.

From being wounded from the beginning to barely dodging all the string traps, to being able to occasionally sever links between several of the strings while dodging, this series of changes only takes fifteen days!!

This far exceeded Old Ke's expectations. If he feared that Shao Xuan was too proud and too proud, he would keep his face bandaged. If he found a mistake, he would batch it hard.

Remove everything on the trail, remove all the untriggered cords completely, bury the excavated pit, Shao Xuan only went to sit next to Old Ke to rest, listen to Old Ke's comments.

In Old Ke's view, the most wrong solution to dealing with those traps is to fight them one by one, avoid them, why not hide, why fight them so hard?

Of course, according to Old K, when faced with a trap, the experts will find the best entry point at the first time, using the least amount of force to break this series of traps, and for the connecting sets, find the right entry point, so that the connection between the sleeve and the sleeve can be severed directly. And top experts can use others' traps for their own use!

The so-called soldiers who surrender without war have other wonders of equal work. However, Shao Xuan is still far behind.

I can't see through the trap set on this road at a glance like Old Ke said, and I can't break the link between the links every time. I hear this from Old Ke every day. Shao Xuan also thinks his learning progress is too slow?

If Old Ke knew what Shao Xuan was thinking, he would definitely spit on himself: it's not necessarily possible for someone else to do this for 150 days, is he slow?!

Some of the skills at hand were also learned from older generations, focusing on the art of setting traps, some more conservative, others how to shade and how. However, they all have one thing in common: they find the right people to teach them what they've learned all their lives so that this technology can be passed on.

Old Ke looked up at the sky and missed it, "I was walking like you, but I did better than you. ”

“You were amazing.” Shao Xuan didn't intentionally avoid the old man's legs. That really hurts old man's self-esteem. Moreover, now that old man himself has let go, he has come out of the wounds and illnesses of the year, why should anyone else give sympathy? Neither does Old Man.

“How much time did you take to become a top expert?” Shao Xuan asked curiously.

“No, I didn't reach my peak. ”