Wei He was startled and slashed back with a knife as if on conditioned reflex.

The blade missed and plunged into the trunk of the tree, becoming stuck and unable to move.

Wei He decisively let go and hit the temple of the man behind him with his Huishan Fist.

"The boxing skills are average, and the people who practice them are even more average." The man sneered, lightly tapped his right leg on the ground, and stabbed forward like lightning like a poisonous snake.

When he moved, Qi and blood surged throughout his body, and his breathing, heartbeat, and lung breathing were much louder than Wei He's.

It was obvious that this person's energy and blood level was still higher than that of Wei He.

His kick was silent and pointed directly at the vital points of Wei He's lower body.

When the two of them fought, he struck later and was faster and more powerful.

Once kicked, the result will definitely be the end of one's descendants.

puff!

In just a moment, Wei He's fist opened and a handful of white ash was thrown into the man's face.

He didn't expect Wei He to be so sinister, and his eyes were really exposed this time. His eyes were burning and hurting.

But this man was determined, and his right leg did not stop at all, and continued to thrust forward.

He seemed to want to lose both sides with Wei He.

It's just that his eyes were fascinated and he couldn't change his moves. Wei He finally leaned back and narrowly avoided the stabbing attack, almost wiping out his descendants.

"You despicable person! You dare to fight me one-on-one!" the man couldn't help but cursed.

His right leg kicked in a series of sweeps, hitting the surrounding trees in all directions, making a muffled sound.

Wei He took a few steps back, took out all the remaining lime powder from his pocket, and threw it towards the man's head from a distance.

But just this time, he made a sound when throwing things, and the opponent approached and swept his legs.

Swish.

The shadow of the leg twitched towards his right arm. Behind him was a big tree surrounded by one person, and there was no way to retreat.

Wei He calmed down, gathered his energy and blood, shrank his right arm, and struck straight forward with a backhand fist.

Bang.

Fist and kick.

Wei He rolled out on his side, rolled five or six times on the ground, and quickly got up and covered his hands.

He felt that the place where his fist collided with the opponent was slightly swollen and painful. The bones were fine, but the skin and flesh were probably bruised.

The man didn't react at all and still followed the sound and chased him.

Another swipe like a battle axe.

Wei Heyun used the Huishan Fist, calmed down, made a soft sound, and retreated.

From time to time, he would be overtaken by a man. The two of them faced each other twice, and the man used all his strength for a long time. In addition, his eyes were damaged, and he could not display much strength at this time.

You can only use 60 to 70% of your strength.

But Wei He was cautious, and because the opponent couldn't see him, he used the machete in his hand as a fist to strike with him, injuring him.

After repeating this for more than ten times, the man finally began to exhaust himself. His breathing became more rapid, his heartbeat accelerated, and sweat oozed from his body, soaking his clothes.

Wei He then turned around and pressed forward step by step, forcing the opponent to continue to maintain the previous offensive.

Once it calmed down, he stepped forward decisively and attacked with Huishan Fist.

Huishan Quan has no advantage in fighting moves, but it still has some characteristics in terms of explosive power.

It is easy to not punch in this boxing method. Once a set of punches is unleashed, a lot of energy will be consumed. Therefore, he always punches once and rests for a while.

Holding each other in such a hanging position, Wei He carefully kept a distance that was neither too far nor too close.

He knew very well that he had the advantage of striking first and the other party had no psychological defense against him, so he was able to succeed like this.

But the same trick won't be effective the second time.

so.....

With a fierce look in his eyes, he led the man further into the forest.

Unknowingly, the two of them came to a slope. The man was out of breath and sweating profusely.

He also knew that something bad was going to happen and that if he continued like this, he would definitely die. So he also started to think about quitting.

After all, 90% of his physical strength was consumed at this time, and his heart was like a drum, almost about to explode. In addition, his eyes were blurred and he felt a burning pain. He even doubted whether his eyes were completely destroyed.

Under all kinds of worries and worries, the man quietly relaxed his strength and was about to retreat.

At this moment, Wei He jumped forward and hit the opponent's chest with a straight punch from the Huishan Fist.

Bang.

When the man heard the noise, he kicked his right leg up and hit his fist.

Under normal circumstances, his kick would have been enough to break the arm of the young boy in front of him.

But at this moment, his physical strength was extremely weak and he could only barely open his fists.

"Who are you!? Why did you sneak attack on me!?" He asked loudly.

Wei He didn't say a word and attacked fiercely with his Huishan fist.

This time is when he is practicing actual combat. Although this man's physical strength is declining at this time, he does have rich experience in actual combat.

Even though he was at an extreme disadvantage, he could still find a chance of survival from the gaps in Wei He's moves.

Sometimes Wei He used too much force in his moves, leaving gaps open.

Sometimes the move is too late and fails to connect with the previous combo.

Sometimes the aim is not accurate enough and hits the empty space.

Through this blind man, Wei He carefully understood the offensive and defensive system of Huishan Quan. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to practice.

It's just that this time cannot be extended.

After dozens of breaths passed, the man finally couldn't hold on anymore and was punched in the chest. He took a few steps back and fell to the ground, unable to lift himself up in one breath.

His eyes were filled with stars, his chest was numb, and he couldn't hear anything in his ears. He only felt that the blood vessels in his body were boiling and about to explode.

"Ah!!" He yelled in frustration. He had practiced leg skills for many years, but in the end he fell into the hands of a young boy who was just getting started!

Bang.

A big rock hit his head from behind, and the sound suddenly stopped.

Everything is quiet.

Wei He had no expression on his face, and he hit the person more than ten times in a row. After making sure that the person was out of breath, he threw the stone aside.

"It's too dangerous... You can encounter robbers even if you go to any temple. And a robber can be so powerful... Outside the city, it is indeed well-deserved."

He sighed sincerely.

Looking at the bloody corpse on the ground, he touched the shriveled quicklime bag and used all the cards he had accumulated for so long in one go.

Then I had to buy some again.

Regarding corpses, Wei He has become more accustomed to it after experiencing it once before.

Therefore, he decided to search the body of the guy in front of him who had quite good leg skills.

Wei He was determined, and he moved quickly, squatting next to the body, using the knife issued by the escort agency to open the clothes, and picked out a money bag, a sachet, a bamboo tube, and a letter.

He took off his clothes and coat to wrap these things, lifted them up through the cloth, and then quickly left the scene of the crime.

Finding a stream in the forest, he threw the clothes and packages directly into the stream, soaked and shook them for a while, and then took them out again.

In this way, any fragrant poisons or the like inside will be washed away by the stream and diluted cleanly.

But even so, Wei He still only took the money bag, and the rest was picked open with the tip of his knife and scattered all over the floor.

The sachet is full of finely chopped spices and flower petals.

In the bamboo tube was a white flying insect that had been soaked until it was dying. It was as long as an index finger and had four wings on its back. It looked a bit scary.

In the end, most of the envelope was soaked in water, and the only sealing wax area was still connected to the entire letter.

Wei He carefully opened it with the tip of a knife, spread out the light yellow letter paper, placed it on a larger pebble, and read it carefully with the little remaining daylight.

This is an instruction on how to use scent bugs. Simply put, it is a letter like an instruction manual.

The letter mentioned that the scent bug was specifically used to track the black letter bug.

The black-lettered insect is an extremely special insect. When it is stimulated, it can leave a trail of translucent mucus wherever it crawls.

After the mucus dries, it will slowly release a smell that can only be smelled by its kind. This smell is unusually long-lasting and can last for several months.

The letter mentioned that this characteristic can be used to track the witch with the black letter insect.

"Monster?" Wei He narrowed his eyes and had some guesses in his mind.
To be continued...