I have to get lucky right away.

Chapter 577 Easily
Two flowers bloom, each telling its own story. Meanwhile, Chen Xuan plunged into the dense forest, the chilling clang of metal and the explosive sounds of energy still echoing in his ears from the official road behind him.

His heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of his throat, and his mind was a complete mess.

"Can my brother... take on five by himself...?" This thought popped into my head uncontrollably, bringing with it a chilling fear.

Although he had witnessed Feng Xue's various miraculous methods, the five pursuers did not seem to be benevolent. They were all menacing, especially the short old monk, who directly exceeded his bad luck warning limit.

"I should never have left the city! I should have just stayed and been a hapless loser; at least I could have saved my life!"

A surge of resentment mixed with fear welled up in Chen Xuan's heart, and a thought involuntarily popped into his mind—

"He called himself the Monkey King... but he still got ganged up on and beaten up! He was good at bragging! Now look what happened, he even dragged my little body into it!"

The more he thought about it, the angrier and more frightened he became, but he dared not slow his pace in the slightest, straining with all his might to traverse the rugged forest. Low branches whipped against his face and body, leaving stinging red welts, but he was completely oblivious.

Just then, a mocking yet cold voice came from behind him, clinging to him like a persistent leech:
"Young man, you ran quite decisively, but your speed was a bit slow. How about I give you a few more minutes?"

"!!!"

Chen Xuan felt a chill run down his spine and dared not look back, but ran forward for his life.

He kept switching between the peerless martial arts techniques he learned last night. Although it didn't have much effect on his internal energy cultivation, his proficiency increased rapidly.

Listening to the unhurried footsteps behind him, it was as if the other person was not chasing him, but strolling in the woods. Yet the speed was astonishing. No matter how he changed direction or accelerated, the sound remained at a distance that was neither too close nor too far behind him.

"Tsk, your posture is too ugly." [Body Worry]'s voice rang out again, with a hint of mockery. "Your breathing is disordered, and your steps are unsteady. With your skill level, you think you can escape from me?"

A sharp gust of sword wind grazed past Chen Xuan's head, slicing through a tree branch as thick as an arm in front of him with a "crack." The cut was as smooth as a mirror!
Chen Xuan was so frightened that he stumbled and almost fell to the ground, but behind him, the devilish whisper rang out again—

"Oops, my hand slipped! But next time... hehe!"

Cat and mouse! He's trying to kill me!

An immense pressure surged forth like a tidal wave, threatening to engulf Chen Xuan. He knew that his opponent was fully capable of catching up with and killing him instantly; they were merely toying with him, reveling in his fear and struggle.

"Is it because of my fate?" An even more despairing thought surfaced, "Is it because of my fate as an unlucky person from hell that I attracted such a powerful enemy? And dragged my elder brother into this mess?"

Self-doubt clung to him like a poisonous vine: "I knew it... I knew I was just unlucky... nothing good ever comes from being associated with me! Hope to turn things around? Forget about it!"

His eyes stung, his mind was in turmoil, but his steps showed no sign of stopping. He was so unlucky, yet he was still alive, simply because he didn't want to die! "What? Can't run anymore?" The voice of [Shenbenyou] approached again like a ghost, "Give up, at least I can give you a quick death. If my brothers deal with that stick-wielding guy... hehe, their methods aren't as gentle as mine."

Brother? Solve it?
Chen Xuan's heart sank. The sounds of fighting on the official road seemed... to have really subsided? Could it be that his elder brother...?

After extreme fear comes a strange numbness and calmness.

Dead? That guy who called himself the Monkey King and seemed so powerful, just like that, he's dead?

What about me? Am I going to die here too? Like a mouse that's been played with and then casually crushed?

Do not!
Why? !

An extremely strong sense of resentment and anger suddenly exploded from the deepest part of my heart!

His entire life, ever since he can remember, has been filled with bad luck! It's common for him to choke on cold water or fart on his heel! He can trip and fall even on flat ground, and birds flying overhead can get stuck in his face!
But he survived!
why?
Because he never truly gave up! So what if he was plagued by bad luck? So what if heaven and earth rejected him? He just wanted to live! Stubbornly, miserably, but never giving up on living!

The same happens this time!
He chose this path himself! He'd rather die than be that damned, unlucky ghost in hell again! Even if his seemingly unreliable older brother really died, even if he was all alone, even if the road ahead was fraught with danger...

"Bang!" Chen Xuan roared, a surge of strength welling up from somewhere. His legs, which had been somewhat numb, burst forth with power again. He no longer simply ran in a straight line, but began to use the cover of the trees to make more complex changes of direction. "I've been tormented by God for over ten years and I still haven't died! You think you're more powerful than God?"

His eyes changed. The previous fear and panic were still there, but they were suppressed by something more resilient and stubborn. What's the use of complaining? What's the use of doubting yourself? It's as if complaining and doubting will make your luck better!
Run! Run for your life! As long as you have a breath left, run west! He was determined to take this westward journey!
"Oh? You still have strength?" [Body Worry]'s slightly surprised voice came, seemingly not expecting his prey to unleash such willpower. He flicked his wrist, and the sword flashed again!

"Hey!"

A large tear appeared in Chen Xuan's clothes on the back, and the cold blade even grazed his skin, raising goosebumps. But this time, he didn't cry out, nor did he turn around. He simply gritted his teeth, lunged forward, and with a clumsy but extremely effective roll, dodged the sword that was about to strike his lower body. He got up and continued running!

"It's good that you're not giving up, it'll give us a chance to play a little longer!" [Shenbenyou] smiled and followed Chen Xuan slowly, his sword flashing intermittently, creating endless psychological pressure and mental torment for Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan's state of mind had indeed broken through; he no longer complained about fate, his will had become much stronger, and he even faintly felt that his internal energy had become more active... But the reality was that he was still being chased like a dog!
"If I can get through this ordeal, I'll definitely practice martial arts properly!" Chen Xuan thought to himself as he ran for his life, regretting why he had learned so many fist and palm techniques last night. He wished he had learned more lightness skills.

At that moment, he felt like his lungs were about to explode, and his legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead. In just a few minutes of running, it felt as if he had used up all the strength he had accumulated in his entire life.

But just as the despair in his heart was brewing again, a voice suddenly rang out:

"Goodness, you guys can really run fast. It took me longer to deal with those five good-for-nothings than to deal with you!"

(End of this chapter)