In an instant, Zhi Hao contorted his body, dodging the incoming attack. When the opponent's sword slashed towards his head, he nimbly rolled to the side, saving himself from the deadly attack. With a gasp, he quickly got up and ran through the dense forest.
However, in his escape, his foot tripped over a wooden root sticking out of the ground, as if a trap rope had been waiting for him. Zhi Hao fell heavily, hearing mocking laughter from his opponent who witnessed the incident. "Hahaha, you're funny too, catching crickets, aren't you?" taunted his opponent in a mocking tone. Annoyance burned in Zhi Hao's chest. In a voice choked with anger, he replied, "What crickets, you damn thing!" he cursed loudly. His heart was in turmoil, shame and anger mixed into one. In the midst of the chaos, another figure suddenly appeared beside him. That person was carrying a gleaming sword, ready to attack. With quick reflexes, Zhi Hao drew his sword from his waist, his sharp eyes glaring at the unexpected new opponent. Trend! The loud impact made the sword in Zhi Hao's hand fly away. Obviously, without energy and relying solely on physical strength it is impossible to block the opponent's slash. Zhi Hao's breath was short, his eyes stared at the two figures standing arrogantly in front of him. His sword was blown away leaving him without a weapon, making his blood freeze in his veins. The men in front of him, who seemed to be enjoying the situation, looked at each other as if they were planning some evil game. “Now you can no longer run. No?" "How could he run, look at his legs shaking," said one of them while pointing at Zhi Hao's legs which were shaking slightly. "How could you not tremble in the face of death! Hahaha. Will you or I finish this?" said the others, laughing loudly as if they were at a party and not on the verge of murder. The two of them then chuckled, feeling like they had complete control over Zhi Hao's life and death. "How about we play rock paper scissors first!" suggested one of them, as if this event was just a child's game and not a deadly fight. Zhi Hao swallowed hard, trying to find a gap or opportunity, even though his heart felt like this was the end of everything. Behind the fear, there is anger that begins to burn in the chest, refusing to die at the hands of the criminal. Wei's hands moved quickly to form a stone symbol, while his flock, with a depressed expression, revealed the paper. Wei's laughter broke through the air, echoing the joy of victory. "Rock paper scissors!" he shouted again, igniting a spark of competitive spirit. "Repeat one more time. You cheated!" his friend snapped, his eyes narrowed suspiciously, lips pursed in dissatisfaction. Wei frowned, annoyed, "Losing is losing, just admit it. What's so hard about it?" Wei's arms were folded across his chest, his sharp gaze penetrating. "Don't be like that, I wasn't ready." his friend said, his tone trying to be calming, but his body tense, ready for another round. Meanwhile, nearby, Zhi Hao observed the two fools arguing. the corners of his lips quirked up, an opportunity forming in his mind. This was his chance, taking advantage of the two people's quarrel for his own benefit. His eyes locked on the sword lying not far from them, a sword filled with memories of his mother. With barely audible movements, Zhi Hao crawled closer to the sword. Every inch of his movement was careful, avoiding pebbles that could betray his whereabouts. Finally, his fingers touched the hilt of the sword, and he quickly gripped it tightly. Bang! Suddenly, a kick from behind knocked him to the ground, the sword slipping from his grasp. Wei, who had been paying attention to Zhi Hao's movements, stood up with heavy breaths, his eyes burning as he stared at the sprawled Zhi Hao. "You think you can take advantage of our dispute, you useless Trash?" Wei's voice was bluffing, full of threats. Zhi Hao couldn't say anything else. The forest was dark and dense, highlighted only by the timid rays of the sun. the laughter of the two of them echoed, breaking the tense silence. Suddenly, two huge wolves appeared from behind the bushes, their red eyes emitting a frightening glint, their dark fur seemed to absorb the moonlight. Both of them were shocked, but immediately prepared themselves. "Wei, you take care of that kid, I will finish off these two Wolves first!" one of them exclaimed, his voice firm without hesitation. He didn't wait for a response from Wei, immediately leaping forward with his sword drawn. the wolves growled, their fangs bared, ready to pounce. However, with quick and agile movements, he swung his sword. Slash! The sound of iron meeting flesh filled the air which also instantly silenced it forever. Slash! The swing of his two swords was no less fast, hitting the second wolf who was trying to attack from the side. The two wolves collapsed to the ground, blood flowing onto the dry leaves beneath them. "Wei, where is that boy?" Dong's voice echoed among the deciduous trees. Wei, who was still in a state of shock, immediately woke up from his reverie. His eyes widened, and his lips trembled. "I don't know, damn it. Where did it go?" Wei said in a high pitched voice, reflecting his panic and fear. "How can you not know, even though I've already told you, take care of that boy," Dong shouted, frustration overflowing because of Wei's carelessness. Wei lowered his head, feeling infinite guilt. "It's no use fighting now, we have to look for him. I know I was wrong!" he said in a calmer but still shaken tone. The two then rushed, leaving the area to look for Zhi Hao, hoping that there was still a chance to find him before it was too late. dong with big, fast steps, while Wei followed behind with guilt weighing down his steps. *** Zhi Hao's eyes opened wide, his breath hitched when he realized he was now in an unfamiliar area. Amazement and confusion mixed into one. "What happened?" he asked himself, trying to piece together the events that had just passed. A few seconds ago he only shifted his sitting position slightly, but now he was in a completely different place. In the midst of this confusion, the quiet atmosphere of the forest was suddenly broken by the sound of a deep and scary growl. Zhi Hao stood up straight, his eyes wide with fear when he saw the huge figure of a black tiger that appeared from behind the bushes. Its shiny black fur is clearly visible even though it is only illuminated by the dim light that penetrates through the gaps in the leaves. The animal made a growling sound that made Zhi Hao's blood freeze. His heartbeat raced, cold sweat began to drip down his back. "There has to be a way to get out of here," thought Zhi Hao, as he slowly looked for a wooden branch or stone that could be used to defend himself. His eyes did not dare to leave the figure of the tiger who was now starting to step forward with his eyes focused on him. “This situation is not much different from before. It came out of the crocodile's mouth and entered the tiger's mouth. Am I really this special to be favored by evil?” Zhi Hao muttered in his inner turmoil."Wi Rang, enough!" shouted the figure who came down from the tree branch, while stroking the big head of the black tiger which was snoring softly. His eyes then fell on Zhi Hao, with a sharp and mysterious gaze, he asked, “Son of Man, how did you end up here?”With wide eyes, Zhi Hao returned the gaze. "Is this place not part of the Human world?" he said, his trembling voice betraying his fear and confusion. In his mind, he recalled a legend he had read in the Clan Library—about a hidden world, barely bordering on the real world. A legend he never thought would come true."Ah, you are in the Soft Realm," Wi Dung sighed, as if it was hard to explain. "This place is a circle of Magical Creatures, not for humans like you.""But, old man, I see no difference between us!" Zhi Hao protested in a firm tone."Indeed, physically we may be similar," Wi Dung nodded slowly, the evening sun reflecting off his twinkling eyes with meaning. "But what separates us is the line of nature; we are confin
"Elder, please forgive me for my audacity to ask. What is the meaning of 'semblance' you mentioned? I have never felt any hidden power within me either," said Zhi Hao in confusion."Follow me!" Elder Wi Dar's voice sounded mysterious. He then approached a Mirror and, with a dazzling step, penetrated it as if it were soft. Zhi Hao froze, his eyes wide in disbelief. "Come on in, don't hesitate." Uncertainty was clearly visible on Zhi Hao's face. Although confused as to how the Mirror could possibly be penetrated, he did not ask any further questions, determined to find the answer. "Maybe behind all this is hidden the secret of my strength. I have to get up, I can no longer feel like I'm useless," he thought with burning determination.With a new boost of courage, Zhi Hao took steady steps towards the Mirror. Quick as lightning, his world changed—he was now on an Island floating in the boundless sky."This place is the Tomb of the God of Destruction. "He left important notes and I am hi
Every time dawn breaks, Zhi Hao stands tall at the top of Mount Qianlong, where the air is still clear of the noise of the world. His right leg was tied tightly to a pine tree branch that grew on the edge of the cliff, while his body floated in the air, depending only on the strength of the rope and his body's balance. His eyes were closed, his breathing evenly following the natural rhythm of his surroundings. The mountain wind blew gently, challenging the stability of his body which was already at its limit.In the afternoon, after performing a series of physical exercises that had been prescribed by the Heaven Crushing Scripture, Zhi Hao returned to the same peak. This time, sweat dripped down his tense face, showing how hard his training had been. His left leg was now tied, and he was hanging upside down, facing the sky which was starting to turn orange as the sun set. Every movement is a struggle, every breath is an effort to maintain focus and balance.Zhi Hao bit his lip when th
Wi Dar, with his tactics and courage, led the Wi Clan Troops in the middle of a tense battlefield. He gripped his sword tightly, fighting against the sudden wave of attacks from the Fu Clan. in the fierce battle, many of his brothers in arms died, and a deep sadness struck his heart when he saw Wi Village destroyed to pieces.On the other hand, Wi Dung, who was previously evacuating children and the elderly, now returned with burning eyes, ready to face the enemy. His strong figure entered the fighting arena, but his heart was immediately hit by a wound when he saw Wi Dar bleeding from Fu Yao's sword. gasping for breath, he shouted, "Elder!"At that moment, a shock occurred that cut his breath. A silhouette fell before Wi Dung's eyes. With sharp eyes, he examined and immediately recognized the figure who had long disappeared from his memory. "Isn't that Zhi Hao, the Human Child that I helped?" he whispered almost in disbelief. The aura emanating from Zhi Hao was no longer weak, but a
The faces of the Fu Clan followers who had just returned looked pale and exhausted, as if they were carrying unstoppable bad news."Why did you come home with Lesu?" The Fu Clan Leader looked at the people who returned. "Where is Fu Yao?""Master Yao was killed." one of them, breathlessly, reported the incident that left everyone speechless in fear and confusion."What?" Fu Tao stood up in shock. "How could it be, he is a master tactician, defeating Wi Dar is not a problem for himMoreover, his cultivation is quite high too.""Sir, we have fought as hard as we can. The fight against Elder Wi Dar was tough, but we were able to overcome it. We are almost in complete control," said one of the followers in a trembling voice.However, just as their confidence reached its peak, the situation suddenly changed drastically. "But, when we thought we were close to winning, a mysterious person came. He appeared unexpectedly, with extraordinary speed and strength falling from the sky."Fu Tao, the
Zhi Hao immersed himself in deep meditation, his determination firm to venture into the Ring World. With his eyes closed and breathing evenly, he thought, "This is really real!" Curiosity aroused, but he was still not sure whether it was only his spirit that felt this or whether his entire physical body was also involved.In a meditative state, Zhi Hao came to the armory hidden in the Qianlong Residence. with hands shaking with anticipation, he opened the dusty old chest and selected a bow. "If I had to fight them alone," he muttered under his breath, "I would have to pick a head target from a distance with this arrow."With a deep breath, Zhi Hao imagined himself moving. When he opened his eyes, reality exceeded expectations—he was actually in the room where he was staying temporarily. However, the bigger surprise was, the bow he previously held was still in his grasp, as if refusing to be abandoned.Qianlong Bracelet, seeming to sense Zhi Hao's astonishment, said in a mysterious ton
The night enveloped Wi Village in darkness, like a woven cloth decorated with the whisper of the wind and the rhythmic chirping of crickets.Several villagers patrolled, their footsteps muffled by the dew-wet ground, moving silently in the darkness.Among them is Wi Pek, an old man with ears sharper than an eagle. His sense of hearing picked up a sound - a low, deep and resonant hum, coming from the shadows beyond the rice fields.Wi Pek's eyes, although clouded by the fog of age, radiated a spark of alertness. he recognized the voice instantly. It was Wi Rang, the black tiger, Wi Dung's pet.Wi Rang, despite his wild blood, was raised in Wi Village since he was a tiger cub. He bears the surname Wi, proof of his acceptance in society, even though his lineage is different.The patrol stopped, their breaths caught in their chests.Wi Rang emerged from the darkness, a majestic silhouette under the moonlit sky. It was a creature of great power, its black fur gleaming like polished obsidi
The series of sounds of weapons sounded terrifying, accompanied by screams of pain, death and agony from the injuries suffered.The Wi Clan people were very weak now, they were retreating slowly, even Wi Dung who was the leader lost one arm, while the Black Tiger was growling, there were several stab wounds on his body. but many of the enemy were also injured. especially after the arrival of Zhi Hao to help with an arrow from behind. Now that Zhi Hao was on the front line, he couldn't let the Fu Clan run rampant. "Young man, were you the one who killed my little brother?" Fu Tao asked, looking at the unwavering Zhi Hao. "Is the person you mean, the person who only has one eye?" Zhi Hao asked. He didn't really want to answer, but in order to buy time for the Patriarch of the Wi Clan to come, he had to speak. with his current strength, he wasn't sure he could defeat all of them who were actually at the average Earth level.Zhi Hao was informed by Wi Dung that the Patriarch of the Wi C