Western Hills.
A young man who was at most sixteen or seventeen years old was running through the woods.
The young man's movements were light and agile, and his steps were as fast as flying. Although he was walking, his speed was faster than that of a horse. His steps landed very lightly on the layers of fallen leaves, making only a subtle "chacha" sound. It was obvious that his Qinggong had reached a certain level.
It's just that although his speed has not slowed down, his condition is somewhat embarrassing, and his posture is also staggering, as if he is about to fall down at any time.
Behind him, there were three boys and girls of the same age chasing after him at the same speed as him.
The four of them are always separated by dozens of feet, and they can't get closer or closer.
"The boy from the Inspectorate is really slippery. If we continue to chase him, he will get out of the mountain pass. It will be troublesome when he enters the plain."
At this time, the young man who was the obvious leader among the three pursuers frowned and said, "We shouldn't do anything in broad daylight when we see a crowd."
Even though he was running fast, he didn't speak hastily or pant during the journey. It was obvious that his internal strength was not bad.
The short boy next to him wiped his face and said: "Don't worry, just deal with him at the mountain pass in front. Ah Feng went around from the side. He has the fastest pace and is a local who is familiar with the terrain. All he needs to do is stop him. , the three of us will surround him and chop him to death."
A girl next to him smiled and said: "It doesn't have to be so bloody. We don't have to take his life. He's not a demon. All we need to do is break one of his legs and let him know how powerful our Prison Suppression Division is."
The short man bared his teeth and said: "I didn't necessarily want him to die, but he was so good at escaping and cost me too much time, so I won't let him go. It doesn't matter, in this kind of deep mountain, just kill him, no matter what People know.”
The girl glanced at the crimson hair on his crown and shook her head.
Seeing the mountain pass right in front of him, the running boy had already rushed out and disappeared after a turn.
Suddenly, I heard him say "ah". Although the voice was soft, it carried along the wind and reached the ears of the three pursuers. The three of them were overjoyed and said, "Stopped!"
Immediately afterwards, the three of them rushed out of the narrow mountain pass.
Turning around the mountain wall, you can see the shadows of people mingling in front of you.
Not one person, but five people!
The tall young man glanced around and found that he didn't recognize anyone in front of him, and they were vaguely surrounding him. He couldn't help but shouted: "You've been fooled! Get back!"
The three of them turned around and saw that the entrance to the valley they had come from had been blocked.
There were not five people waiting for him, but six people.
This time, it's two against one.
The short man gritted his teeth, drew out his sword, and said loudly: "Let's fight, let's break out..."
Before he finished speaking, a man had already stepped in front of him. He also swiped his sword with his sword, and swept him out with sword to sword. He cursed: "Where's your mother? You're still breaking out of the encirclement."
The short man hit the rock with a "bang" and was knocked dizzy. Mi Hujian saw that the person who made the move was the person he had been chasing all day and night, and stammered: "You..."
Why are you so strong?
Is it still that fast?
Knocked me down with one move?
Then why are you running?
The young man sneered: "If I hadn't pretended to be as good as you losers, could I have lured you into my pocket? I've been chasing you all day and night. If Uncle Qu wants to get rid of you, you can't even see your shadow."
At this time, several people nearby also fought, and the gap between them was not as big as here, but with five against two, they still won. In the melee, the tall guy almost broke through, but was swept away by the young man standing next to him who was watching coldly.
In the end, the strongest "Uncle Qu" watched from the side, while the others tied the three people tightly, like three rice dumplings.
One of them pointed at them and said, "Boss, do you want to kill him?"
The three people who were bound struggled hard, but their mouths were also gagged and they could not express their opinions.
The young man who made the decision sneered: "Okay, these three people, when they first fought, their swords had no eyes, so they just killed them. Now, they are all tied up like pigs... After all, they are in the same class, but they are not. Demon, that’s not necessary.”
Someone from before said: "But they just wanted to kill you. This is in the mountains, no one can see you, so just kill them."
The young man laughed and said: "You really don't take Tang Jiaoyu's words seriously? As the saying goes, there is a blue sky when you raise your head three feet high. Does it mean that you can do things that are not done when there are people around you? I don't want to kill them. If they don’t want to kill, it’s not because they’re afraid of being seen. They shout and kill because they don’t have anyone to teach them, or the people who teach them are dirty-hearted, and let out all the evil thoughts of the people they teach. We must and They are different."
Before anyone else could speak, the young man pointed at the leading young man and said: "You remember, it is Qu Huan who has a grudge against you today. The one who has a grudge against you is Qu Huan. I, Qu Huan, have a grudge against you in the future. If you want revenge, just come to me."
Qu Huan and others left the three of them behind, but did not go out of the mountain. They turned back along the mountain road.
Along the way, a few people who had just won an ambush battle were elated. Someone praised: "Boss, you are really good at it. First, you arranged the troops in formation, and then you played tricks on the three of them, and personally brought them into the encirclement. This is a great art of war." Isn't his strategy even better than Tang Jiaoyu's?"
Qu Huan squinted and said, "Are you praising me?"
Several people laughed, and another person said: "Boss, how do you know that the terrain here is suitable for an ambush? Are you a local too?"
The person next to him said: "You are stupid, the boss is from Zhongtian Mansion. He must have investigated the terrain in advance."
The first person wondered: "That's not right, the examination rooms are all kept secret. How does the boss know that the examination room is in Twilight City? Can he also write down the surrounding terrain in advance?"
The others were speechless for a moment and said, "Maybe the boss's family..."
Qu Huandan smiled and said, "Wouldn't it be good if we just memorize all the mountains and rivers and geography of Yunzhou?"
Everyone was silent, and in the end they could only express their admiration, which was much more sincere than the various rainbow farts before.
Qu Huan said: "Let's take the horse away. Did you also get the horses of those three guys just now?"
Someone laughed and said: "When they chased you, Lao Zhu went over and took away the horses. This is called the mantis stalking the cicada, with the oriole behind."
Qu Huan said with a smile: "Okay, these lunatics from the Prison Suppression Department know how to be ruthless. How did they know that the most important thing in this exam is the brain?"
…
The six people looked at the situation in Kurama Valley and were stunned.
The valley was empty, not a single horse. Only the "Old Zhu" was tied up and placed under the tree.
On the cliff opposite, there was a woman holding a horse, looking at them condescendingly, and said with a smile: "Students from the District Examination Department, you are so late."
Qu Huan pointed at her and said, "Jing'an Si? Did you steal our horse?"
Little does he know that while he is plotting against the Prison Division, the Jing'an Division has taken advantage of him.
The woman said with a smile: "This is called the mantis chasing the cicada, with the oriole behind. You guys, use your brains." Then she led the horse away.
At this time, Qu Huan and others were at the bottom of the mountain, and she was on the mountain. Even if she climbed the cliff to catch up, it would probably be too late. Everyone looked at Qu Huan, who gritted his teeth and said, "Chasing——"
Suddenly, I heard the woman on the mountain scream, and there was the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.
Everyone looked at each other, feeling that this scene was a bit familiar.
Are they also playing tricks to lure the enemy deeper?
Qu Huan gritted his teeth and said, "Don't climb up the cliff, lest they ambush above and cut off their escape route. Let's outflank them from the side."
Qu Huan was indeed familiar with the terrain. He led his companions to climb up from a path on the side of the mountain. When they reached the top, they were surprised again.
I saw the woman who stole the horse lying on the ground, and there were several horses tied up in the distance. Apart from that, there is no one.
The oriole mends the mantis, but the hunter is behind.
Everyone was shocked. Someone went to check the horses and found that there was only one missing, but there was enough for everyone. There was a note on the reins of a horse.
"To Qu Huan: Return your horse and use your brain."
…
After a while, someone whispered: "Is this... one of our own?"
Just because he says we have no brains doesn't mean we are enemies.
Someone else said in a very soft voice: "She sounds like Sister Wen."
Qu Huan shouted: "No. How can I not recognize the word for that girl named Wen? This is clearly... it is clearly..." He angrily tore up the note and said, "What happened today?" No one is allowed to tell anyone! Let's go, ride straight to the examination room, and don't cause any more trouble."
This kind of conflict, gain and loss happens all the time within a few dozen miles of Twilight City. More than a hundred candidates can say more or less, and they are all elites. Once they have a common goal, competition and conflict will ensue.
Since there is conflict, there will naturally be winners and losers. Most of the conflicts were not like Qu Huan's grouping and formation of troops, but individual fights. Among them, the Prison Suppression Department suppressed the sniper attack on the Prosecution Department. After the Prosecution Department understood the situation, they also fought back vigorously. And Jing'an Division is muddying the waters.
The Chinese Army's Emerging Battalion... No one knows what the Chinese Army's Emerging Battalion is doing.
Such a conflict naturally results in attrition, but no one knows the outcome until the dust settles. At least until they came out of the darkness and led the horses to the racecourse, the outcome was unpredictable.
Qu Huan and several brothers rushed all the way to the examination room. There were more people in this group than others, which was very eye-catching. Even if it was not a huge crowd, it was still crowded.
However, when you get around the racecourse, you can see small teams, and most of them are teams of five people. They are arranged in uneven formations and have a unified pace, as if there is a formation.
Qu Huan was very knowledgeable and knew that these were young people from the cutting-edge camp.
The smallest formation in the army is the corps, with five people in one corps, which means five fingers. These new battalion elites do not join the army, but they are organized into five-man squads, which are also the basic units for frontline operations. Although in theory they should set out alone to find the examination room, they quickly found their accomplices and lined up according to their habits.
Qu Huan saw that these teams were marching in an orderly manner and coordinated well, and he was secretly worried. He thought to himself: "Doesn't he have no chance to fight? There are many people bullying the few, so I naturally take advantage. Although I also pull the team, but compared to their cooperation, My brothers are all rabble.”
He walked around the racecourse and counted secretly. When he reached six, the number of people exceeded thirty, which made him feel even more uncomfortable. He thought to himself: Even the total number is so many! The Chinese army is bullying people too much!
Just as he was secretly planning to contact him secretly, he suddenly saw a person. After hesitating for a moment, he walked over, patted him and said:
"Hey, were you the one who left me a note before? Hey, you look weird. What's wrong with your hair?"
