In the skill list, Tang Wen has not practiced the proficient level [Locust Stone (1999/3000)] in the past few days.
The master level is enough for hunting rabbits, chickens, and hurting people.
Locust Stone's experience in 1999 was gained by letting nature take its course while hunting birds.
[Flying Knife Skill, Mastery (901/1000)] is an ability he has been practicing hard recently. Every day in the woods, except for hunting, he always flies knives.
[Broken Wind Knife, Beginner (451/500)], practice with blacksmith Li Daniu every day.
But what he values most is [Eight Vajra Skills, Introduction (967/1000)]. This true Taoist skill can increase both physical and mental health at the same time! It’s simply a magical skill!
The next day, Tang Wen still didn't go out hunting.
He got up early and practiced the "Eight Parts of Vajra Kung Fu" directly in the room. He was immersed in it physically and mentally. He practiced it several times in one go, pushing his experience to the point where he could make a breakthrough at any time - entry level (997/1000).
As for when to break through, he wanted to wait and wait until he hunted more prey tomorrow and the day after tomorrow and had more meat before making a breakthrough.
After practicing the Vajra Kung Fu, he went to the blacksmith's house and practiced the sword over and over again until he broke through the current sword skill level.
[Broken Wind Knife, Getting Started → Mastering (3/1000)]
After upgrading his skills, Tang Wen took a break and practiced the Wind-breaking Sword Technique again.
With the knife in his hand, he felt inexplicably familiar and kind. The knife in his hand was like an arm commanding him to cut wherever he pointed. He was very handy and prosperous!
Li Daniu's family stood on the steps and watched.
"Brother Tang is so powerful!" Sister-in-law Li and the maid faced the sword directly. Although they stood far away, they could not help but be afraid.
Li Daniu didn't say anything, but he was very shocked: Xiao Tang, you haven't been practicing swordsmanship for more than a month, right? I have been a guard for three years and have been practicing swordsmanship for more than five years. My swordsmanship seems to be at his current level...
Is this talent?
After finishing a set of sword skills, Tang Wen suddenly felt a hearty feeling in his heart!
That kind of pleasure is as refreshing as drinking a can of red Coca-Cola in the dog days of summer.
Li Daniu's eyes were complicated: "Brother! I have nothing to teach you."
Tang Wen smiled and said: "How could it be possible? I am just a showman and have no actual combat experience. According to Brother Li, you are far behind."
…
In the morning, he went to the market to buy bricks and sand, and hired two workers with two kilograms of corn. They worked hard all morning to build a stove and two large fire pits in his new home.
In the afternoon, practice throwing knives.
In the yard, the siblings stood apart.
Oh, Tang Tang suddenly threw a piece of wood.
Snapped! Tang Wen shot him with a knife.
"Hey, it's interesting." The little sister became interested in this "game" and took pleasure in making her brother fail. She deliberately threw wood blocks and wood chips at various tricky angles.
After a long time, my experience in flying knife skills increased rapidly.
[Flying Knife Technique, Master (991/1000)]
"I'm exhausted. I won't practice any more. I'm going to rest and cook." Tang Tang lowered his hands and walked dejectedly into the room like a zombie in Plants vs. Zombies.
There are only 9 experience points left to break through, but the young lady is so tired that she goes on strike.
Ordinary exercises have no effect.
Tang Wen shrugged and simply went to help his sister make dinner.
After dinner, we continued to practice the Po Feng Dao. Under the moonlight, the knife shone brightly.
All day long, except for eating and resting, Tang Wen spent almost all of his time practicing.
The next day, deep in the wild woods.
Tang Wen took out a sack from his arms, which contained roasted potatoes and sweet potatoes. The aroma was fragrant, but instead of eating them, he luxuriously broke the sweet potatoes into small pieces and sprinkled them carefully on the ground.
Sprinkle one place to the east and another to the west. No scruple, until the whole sweet potato is spilled.
If the scavengers saw his behavior, they would probably come over and lick the ground.
Do, do, do...
Tang Wen hid and practiced flying knives.
"Cackle, cluck..."
The familiar call of the pheasant sounded.
Tang Wen quietly put away the flying knife and saw a pair of pheasants landing on the ground sprinkled with sweet potatoes, eating happily.
Swish swish swish!
He didn't even take aim, and a series of flying rocks were thrown out.
The two pheasants were knocked to the ground, twitching all over.
Tang Wen picked them up and walked away from the leeward vent. He skillfully dug a hole to drain the blood and put the packed pheasants into his backpack.
"Hmm, hum, hum."
What's going on?
He gently put down his backpack, held the throwing knife and approached the sweet potato-strewn woods.
"Hmph, hum"
A half-sized black pig was hunched over the ground, swaying its tail, and seemed to be eating very happily.
Wild boar!
My roasted sweet potatoes are really good. Is this wild boar going to have hundreds of pounds of meat?
Tang Wen held the flying knife tightly in his right hand, preparing to take action, but released it the next second.
No, you can't be reckless. The wild boar has rough skin and thick flesh, and it will definitely not be killed with a flying knife.
It runs so fast, what if it's too late to hit the target?
Wouldn't that also take away the flying knives?
But no matter what, the wild boar will definitely escape if it is injured.
Tang Wen didn't think that his own two legs could outrun its four legs.
Well, unless, let it rush towards me!
This is a bit dangerous. There is always a saying among hunters, "one bear, two pigs and three tigers".
Wild boars are not harmless animals. This male wild boar with tusks in front of us will definitely hurt someone if it collides!
Therefore, you must kill, but not recklessly.
After thinking about it, Tang Wen crouched and hid behind a big tree. He took out a few stones and threw them directly in three different directions in front of him.
Snap, snap, snap!
The stone hit the tree and made a loud explosion.
Hum hum!
The wild boar was frightened and didn’t know what was in front of him! Turn around and rush towards the direction behind you, where Tang Wen is!
This is the effect you want!
Poof!
The flying knife went straight into the wild boar's left eye! Blood spurts out.
One hit.
"Ouch!"
The wild boar did not fall down and roared towards Tang Wen again.
Poof!
Another stab, and blood splattered everywhere.
The wild boar is also blind in its right eye.
[Skill: Flying Knife, Master → Master (1/3000)]
"Ouch!"
boom!
The charging wild boar hit the tree in front of Tang Wen. The tree shook slightly, and the wild boar's hooves gave way and fell to the ground.
Tang Wen knew it was not dead, so he took two steps around with his long knife and slashed the wild boar's neck!
The blood sprayed like spring water and fell on the ground, dyeing it red. The wild boar twitched a few times and soon stopped moving.
What a great harvest!
After the pig's blood dried up, Tang Wen picked up the pig's ear and stuffed it into the big backpack with difficulty.
The basket is more than one meter high, but it is difficult to hold a half-sized wild boar.
After finally stuffing it in, most of the pig's head leaked out.
He could only tie some branches with rope and cover the pig's head to prevent others from seeing it.
"rise!"
Tang Wen suddenly picked up the basket on his back, but his feet were unsteady and he almost fell down.
"This wild boar must weigh more than a hundred pounds!"
He hurried toward the camp with heavy steps. He rested for a while on the way, and finally appeared at the gate of the camp panting before noon.
People come and go on the road. Seeing Tang Wen coming back early, some people shook their heads and commented: "Which kid comes back with just such a few branches on his back?"
"The firewood on my back is all fine wood. You can't help but burn fine firewood. It's better to use thicker wood."
"Unlucky boy, he can't even fetch firewood!"
"..."
Tang Wenli ignored him and kept his head buried in walking.
Bang bang bang, there was a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Tang Tang's alert voice came.
"It's me, sister."
"Aren't you coming back at noon?" Tang Tang, who was doing laundry, waved his hand and opened the door latch.
Tang Wen bent over and walked into the yard.
Tang Tang stretched his head to look out the door, turned around and locked the door, holding his brother's basket in his hand.
"Be careful Shen!"
"Ouch!" Tang Tang was startled and subconsciously lowered his voice: "What is it, so heavy?"
"Boar."
"Ah?" After untying the rope and seeing the pig's head, the young lady's eyes widened.
