Then he spent nearly an hour walking around the area and roughly noted down some areas with particularly bad views. If there was nothing special, these places needed to be avoided.

In addition, Ling Chen also eliminated a ghoul again, and his current hunting points reached ten.

At this moment, he spotted his next target from a long distance away, and rushed forward one step ahead before the opponent could emerge from the soil.

The translucent air blade shot out from the arm and hit a slightly arched dirt bag, causing countless pieces of dirt to fly around.

After the blow hit, a look of surprise appeared on Ling Chen's face. The bag was actually empty.

In fact, the distance between him and the bag at this time was nearly ten meters, otherwise he would not have chosen to use the air blade as a long-range attack.

It was precisely because of this that he just judged based on his previous experience and believed that corpses would usually hide in bags of earth, so he launched the attack.

From the current point of view, the ghoul is not as bad as it looks on the outside. At least it has basic intelligence and knows how to use the layout.

Of course, Ling Chen was just a little surprised at this time, but if there was no way he could be defeated by an army, that would not be the case. After all, the difference in strength was there.

Although the ability to sense was suppressed by this weird jungle, Ling Chen's five senses were not affected. Only the ability to sense breath was suppressed.

He pricked up his ears, activated the strengthening effect of the Overlord Body, and partially strengthened his own hearing, thereby searching for the target.

The soil bag in front of him was indeed empty, but he had not encountered prey for half an hour. Judging from the current distribution distance and location of the ghouls, there should be no harvest around here.

Soon, Ling Chen's ears caught the sound of subtle footsteps. He turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a black shadow suddenly running between the trees.

The black shadow was clearly a corpse, but it did not pounce on Ling Chen at this time, but fled in the opposite direction.

Each ghoul represents three hunting points. Naturally, Ling Chen would not let the opponent go, and immediately ran after him.

The corpse ghost was not very fast. Although he took the advantage and started running first, he was quickly caught up by Ling Chen from behind, quickly shortening the distance between the two sides.

The optimal range of the air blade is between ten and fifteen meters. When the corpse in front enters this range, Ling Chen raises his right arm, preparing to cut off the opponent's head.

However, at this moment, a rustling sound suddenly came from among the trees more than ten meters ahead, and a figure walked out of it.

Is it another ghoul?

Ling Chen slowed down his movements and couldn't help but glance over there with the corner of his eye. When he saw the appearance of the person coming clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank.

This is a middle-aged man wearing a gray sportswear, with a rather burly figure, and a pair of dark gold boxing gloves on his hands.

Since the distance is more than five meters, Ling Chen is currently unable to sense the opponent's aura, but the ones who will appear here at this time will obviously be the other team's overachievers.

Ling Chen frowned fiercely. Even though he was mentally prepared, he didn't expect to meet members of another team so quickly.

Fortunately, after the other party saw Ling Chen, he stopped immediately and did not continue to approach.

Ling Chen narrowed his eyes and focused most of his attention on this guy who suddenly appeared.

While keeping a vigilant eye on the middle-aged man, Ling Chen waved his arm lightly, and an air blade shot out, instantly cutting off most of the ghoul's neck.

A large stream of yellow liquid suddenly spurted out from the wound, and the corpse fell to the ground, its body twitching slightly, as if it was not completely dead.

Ling Chen took a few steps forward, but was careful not to enter the five-meter range of the middle-aged man. At the same time, air threads faintly vibrated on his arms, and the air machine tightly locked on the corpse that was still not dead.

At the same time, I began to think about whether the appearance of the middle-aged man was a pure coincidence, or whether the opposing team had adopted a probing strategy and prioritized observing the enemy team over hunting.

At this time, the middle-aged man took the lead and said:

"I have no intention of snatching your prey, and this is just the beginning. I don't want to waste hunting points by having a duel too early. You should think so too, right?"

In fact, in Ling Chen's original consideration, in the first one or two days, he should really focus on obtaining hunting points.

As for the duel, at least we have to wait and see for a while before we can formulate a feasible strategy.

From this point of view, the current meaning of the middle-aged man coincides with Ling Chen, and it seems that there is nothing wrong with agreeing...

However,

For Ling Chen, the premise of giving priority to gaining points is that he has not met members of other teams. Since the other team members have appeared in front of him, it is actually an opportunity to spy on information.

A series of thoughts flashed through Ling Chen's head, and he made a decision instantly.

In an instant, Ling Chen's whole body turned into pitch black, his muscles seemed to be tightened with steel bars, and strong air currents surged throughout his body.

The white air flow rolled wildly, creating an extremely terrifying momentum, but it instantly condensed into a huge white peacock.

Ling Chen's entire body was wrapped in the peacock-shaped airflow, and he stabbed forward fiercely, leaving clear traces on the ground, heading towards the corpse that fell on the ground.

Mysterious meaning.

White peacock!

The white peacock's mouth suddenly thrust forward, and the ghoul's fragile body could not resist even for half a second, and was instantly shattered into a ball of blood mist.

Naturally, Ling Chen would not resort to the ultimate secret just for the sake of a half-dead corpse. The real target of the white peacock was a middle-aged man not far away.

Ling Chen's aura reached its highest point, rising continuously and pressing towards the middle-aged man.

It's as if the physical pressure has been completely lifted, and combined with the traces of destruction caused by the white peacock, the picture is indeed extremely strong.

The middle-aged man took a deep breath. The momentum from Ling Chen's attack made him feel hard to breathe.

Momentarily aroused by the pressure, even though he knew that the rules stated that he could not attack others outside the duel time, and then reacted with fighting instinct, the middle-aged man still raised his bow and arms to block in front of him.

This has nothing to do with the rules of the dungeon, but is the instinctive reaction of a battle-experienced Transcendent in the face of a strong attack.

The middle-aged man's gloves shone with a dark golden light, and then weaved into a large net in front of him, tightly blocking the front.

However, before the white peacock had time to hit the dark golden net, it had already dissipated on its own, as if offset by an invisible force.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then a mocking sneer appeared on his face.

"Idiot, no matter how powerful the attack is, what's the use? Under the rules of the dungeon, you have no way to conduct a sneak attack."

"It doesn't matter, I didn't expect this attack to be effective..." Ling Chen raised a strange smile on his lips:

"I just want to create an opportunity to ensure that you will attract most of the attention, and at the same time I can approach quickly."
Chapter completed!