The next day, Wei Feng was awakened by the dazzling sunlight.
The sunlight shone on the cliff through the mist that had not completely dissipated in the forest. It happened that a ray of sunlight passed through the gap in the stone wall and shone on Wei Feng's face. That is to say, the cliff was too steep and the plants that broke out of the side could not be seen. Only if there are more, Wei Feng can barely see the light of day.
While the fog was still lingering, Wei Feng assessed the cliff and found that it was much easier to climb up than to go down, so he decisively decided to continue climbing.
The entire cliff was less than 300 feet high. After climbing a few dozen feet, he heard a sharp eagle cry. Wei Feng quickly looked over and found a huge goshawk hovering in the sky.
Wei Feng was suddenly startled. This was not coming for me. He took a closer look and realized that it was true. Seeing that the goshawk seemed to be flying straight towards this side, Wei Feng hurriedly climbed down.
It wasn't that he wanted to escape. At his current height, even if he grew two more legs, he wouldn't be able to escape before the goshawk arrived. Jumping directly off the cliff would be a recipe for death. The reason why he went down was just because he had just passed a stone wall. There was a gap there that he could squeeze into. He planned to hide in the crevice of the stone, which was not far from his feet. Wei Feng was also very agile.
The goshawk flew very fast. When I first saw it, it was still on the horizon. In a blink of an eye, it was close. A pair of sharp and cold eagle eyes stared at Wei Feng who was fleeing on the cliff. Its wings were slightly folded and its claws were stretched out, trying to catch it.
At the critical moment, Wei Feng suddenly dodged into the stone wall beside him. A flash of fierceness flashed in the goshawk's eyes. His hard claws rubbed a few sparks on the stone wall. He grabbed a large handful of gravel, but could not reach Wei Feng. I had no choice but to retract my claws and prepare to circle back up.
At this moment, a standard long knife was already in Wei Feng's hand. He leaned out half of his body at the moment when the goshawk retracted its claws and flapped its wings, and slashed at the goshawk's wings.
Wei Feng could have entered the gap in the stone wall before the goshawk arrived. The reason why he was stuck at the limit was to lure the goshawk to attack. He knew that as long as the goshawk was still hovering nearby, he would not be able to climb to the cliff safely. Going up, I can only take a risk and see if I can kill it.
The knife came out fast and hard, and the key was to be caught off guard. The goshawk did not expect that its original prey would rise up to resist when it had successfully escaped. When it saw the knife slashing without any defense, it hurriedly let out a sharp The cry of eagles.
This sharp cry pierced Wei Feng's ears fiercely. As soon as he entered his ears, the sound penetrated into his brain as if it had real energy. His brain instantly stung extremely, and Wei Feng's vision went dark, but he gritted his teeth. Trying hard to maintain the power of the sword.
Wei Feng couldn't see the moment when the blade collided with the goshawk's wings. He only felt that there seemed to be some obstruction on the blade. Although it failed to block the blade, it also reduced the power of the blade by half.
By the time Wei Feng regained his vision, the goshawk had risen again and was circling in the sky, its cries filled with anger.
Wei Feng looked at the blade of the long knife in his hand. There were three obvious gaps and a trace of bright blood. He hit it!
When his mind regained consciousness, Wei Feng looked at the goshawk and saw a bright red streak on its left wing, and the bright red was still seeping outward.
The goshawk screamed angrily in the air, hovering for a long time but still not leaving. Logically speaking, it would be difficult for the wounds on its wings to heal as it kept flying, but Wei Feng could clearly see that the bleeding wounds were slowly healing. Suddenly, the joy that Wei Feng had just felt disappeared without a trace.
And judging from the way it refuses to leave, it probably doesn't intend to just let it go.
Wei Feng was very depressed. Originally, creatures in nature, whether they were predators or prey, would retreat as long as the risk of injury was greater during combat. After all, survival was the priority, and species with strong tempers and a tendency to fight to the death had long been selected by nature. If it falls, it will not survive now.
But here we encountered a wild boar first, and then a goshawk. Why were they so angry? Could it be that they really planned to fight to the death? So what is the picture?
Maybe it was because the wound on the wing stopped bleeding, or maybe it was because Wei Feng found that Wei Feng couldn't understand her cry. In short, the goshawk no longer crows, but instead swoops down with its wings slightly folded, looking in the direction where Wei Feng is hiding. stone wall.
Damn, it’s not over, right? Wei Feng shrank inward and decided to avoid the sharp edge temporarily. The entrance to the stone wall was narrow and there was a little room for movement.
When the goshawk swooped outside the stone wall, it looked into the stone wall with a pair of angry eyes, and then waved its wings, and several wind blades glowing with light blue blew out from the tips of the wings, whistling towards Wei Feng.
Wei Feng made a guess when he saw the gap in the blade. Now that he saw the goshawk's wind blade attack, he immediately set up his long sword and split the incoming wind blades with a few slashes. As for the aftermath, his clothes were still blown away. Sound.
But the goshawk still didn't give up. It circled in the air and turned back. Seeing that Wei Feng was intact, the anger in the eagle's eyes became even more intense, and several more wind blades were shot at it.
Wei Feng raised his sword to block again. The Soul-Destroying Sword was originally a wide-opening sword technique. It was quite awkward to use in such a narrow place inside the stone wall. In order to ensure that the power was sufficient, he had to mobilize more Yuan Power to make up for it, which consumed more energy than usual. Much higher.
This is not the way to go, and Wei Feng does not dare to keep fighting a war of attrition with Goshawk. Who knows whether the opponent's use of the wind blade will be easy and enjoyable.
The thought moved slightly. The sky that was originally clear when the sun was shining suddenly began to rain. The rain became heavier and heavier, and gradually became pouring. It enveloped the surroundings of the cliff, including Goshawk and Wei Feng himself. At the same time, thick fog also appeared around him.
This time, he seemed to have fully unleashed his talent, with almost no reservations. The rain was pouring down, and the big raindrops hurt his face when they hit him. The fog was so thick that he couldn't see anything, and the visibility was not even higher than one foot.
Heavy rain splashes on the goshawk. Because the bird's feathers secrete oil, it will not get wet immediately. However, the rain is too strong. If you flap your wings in such a rain curtain, it will get wet in a short time. By then, let alone hovering. , it is difficult to fly here.
The appearance of fog also restricted the goshawk's ability to see. Although it immediately flapped its wings and roared with strong winds to disperse the surrounding fog, as soon as the wind stopped, the fog would fill the air again, and it had to be careful when flying to avoid hitting the stone wall. superior.
But the goshawk still didn't give up, waving its already cumbersome wings, it used its memory to find the cliff where Wei Feng was, narrowed the range of its circling, tried to keep it as close as possible, and attacked Wei Feng here every time it passed by. .
How impressive is this? Wei Feng had a headache. While resisting the attack of the goshawk, he calculated how long his full output could sustain his talent. The conclusion was that it was less than half an hour.
It's not that he has no choice. The unique skill of pressing the bottom of the box has not been used yet. He just needs to wait for a perfect opportunity to take action. This goshawk is smart. He must strive for a fatal blow. Once he launches an attack rashly, he will not be able to do it. Build merit and make it defensive, which will only make it more difficult to deal with.
However, the depression in his heart was still difficult to dispel. He still could not understand the behavior of the goshawk. Beasts are usually not disturbed by emotions in their choices. They will only adopt the behavior that maximizes their interests and is most conducive to survival. An act of revenge like this, Not to mention it doesn’t exist, but it’s still extremely rare. There’s no reason why I’d run into it. Do I, Mr. Wei, have such a dark face?
Moreover, irritable creatures like the big wild boar know how to run away after being injured, but this goshawk insists on using some method to heal the wound and then persists. This is not in line with the behavioral logic of the creature, unless...unless it stays to attack him. It’s a choice more conducive to survival!
Thinking about this, Wei Feng decisively took advantage of the gap between the goshawk's attacks to sink his mind into perception. The surrounding area was shrouded in his rain and fog. No information could escape his capture. Previously, just to reduce energy consumption, he only Focus on the large predators that are dangerous to him. After all, he is not a monster with unlimited brain power.
Now that he was fully aware of the surrounding environment, Wei Feng immediately discovered something unusual. About thirty feet above his head, there was a small green plant swaying in the wind and rain. Under its few leaves, there was a A smaller orange berry exudes a faint halo.
If you look closely, you can find that most of the berry is covered in orange, and only the tip of the fruit is faintly white, which seems not to be fully ripe.
Wei Feng suddenly opened his eyes. If nothing unexpected happened, he should have guessed the reason why the goshawk lingered here.
This time, he began to carefully sense the goshawk's circling trajectory and the degree to which its wings were wet by the rain. Its attack frequency had passively slowed down. The reason was that the rain increased its weight and increased the frequency of wing flapping. Difficulty, its flying speed uncontrollably slowed down.
Not enough, not enough, wait a minute, Wei Feng estimated its reaction speed, flight speed, wind blade's attack strength, and its body strength. This time, he had to hit it with a fatal blow!
(End of chapter)
