Immortal Martial Saint, starting with unlimited stat points

Zhou Chen squinted and glanced at the group of people in front of him who must have been training their bodies in the Skin Refining Realm for many years.

The Dragon Blood Bow was raised, and the Goose Feather Arrow was fired.

In the mountains and forests, the bowstring suddenly rang out, like a thunderclap.

The hairs on the three men's bodies stood on end, and they instinctively turned their heads to look in the direction of the arrows.

In the distance, on a tree more than a hundred paces thick, an arrow was embedded more than halfway into the ground; it was the one Zhou Chen had just shot.

Most importantly, none of the three had time to react when Zhou Chen raised his hand to fire the arrow.

In addition, with a distance of a hundred paces, it would be right in the center of the tree trunk, and most of it would still be submerged.

This force, plus accuracy.

If that arrow had hit any one of them, wouldn't they have been shot dead on the ground like chickens and dogs?

"When did such a young person emerge in the vicinity of Yunsong Mountain?"

The three realized that the situation was not favorable, so they immediately abandoned their plans to seize the eagle demon and forced a smile.

"Brother, I see that this eagle demon fell from the sky and its body is shattered to pieces. It won't be easy to pick out its feathers."

"The three of us brothers can help you, and we don't need any payment."

After saying this, the leader took off his bow and arrows and walked towards the eagle demon.

Seeing that Zhou Chen did not object, the two people behind him followed suit and approached.

Zhou Chen sheathed his bow and shook his head.

The reason these three are being so agreeable now is simply because they see that I am powerful enough to suppress them.

If he were weaker, the spoils would certainly not have fallen into his hands.

However, since the eagle demon had fallen from the sky, even though it was a strong and powerful beast, most of its flesh and blood had mixed with the soil. Without the help of these three people, it would indeed take quite a while.

The four of them squatted beside the eagle demon's large body and carefully peeled off its still relatively intact feathers one by one.

While collecting feathers, the three introduced themselves.

They were from the next village, both in their early twenties, and were sworn brothers because they often hunted together.

Upon hearing that Zhou Chen was from Cangsong Village, the young man in the lead, named Jiang Lin, almost mistook him for Li Xiong.

After all, before Li Xiong joined the Xingde County Martial Arts School in his early years, he often hunted in the mountains.

The hunters in the surrounding area all knew that there was a handsome and powerful hunter in Yunsong Village.

After collecting dozens of feathers, the three brothers also bought the flesh and blood of the eagle demon mixed with mud for five coins.

For most hunters around Yunsong Mountain, even with the help of hunting dogs, finding a decent prey in the dead of winter is not easy.

While martial artists who have reached the Skin Refining Realm are much stronger than ordinary people, their energy expenditure also increases daily.

In this way, no matter how much mud and blood the eagle's flesh and blood are mixed with, it is not as important as one's own belly.

The three stood apart, carrying the eagle demon to bid farewell to Zhou Chen, their faces beaming with smiles.

I bought such a large eagle demon corpse for five qian of silver. Although it was quite damaged, it was still a pleasant surprise.

After parting ways with the three, Zhou Chen found dozens of eagle feathers in his basket and five coins of silver in his pocket.

"Next one."

The Spirit Tracking ability was activated again, and the surroundings were filled with the flesh and blood of the eagle demon and the aura of Jiang Lin and the other two who had just left.

In the distance, several creatures with auras similar to that of the bear demon were rapidly moving away.

As a dominant force in the sky, the Eagle Demon was naturally already familiar with the powerful monsters around it.

The stench of blood mixed with the aura of the demon eagle, along with the previous mournful cries, is enough to send any demon beasts fleeing this place.

Several hours later, Zhou Chen pulled the arrow out of the eye of a wild boar that had just begun its skin-refining process and looked up at the sky.

After shooting down the eagle demon, perhaps many demonic beasts remembered his aura. Even with the help of his spiritual tracking abilities, it took him most of the day to finally find the wild boar.

Zhou Chen unloaded the basket and carried the wild boar, which weighed about 300 pounds, on his back. His body suddenly felt heavier.

Feeling the heavy weight on his back, Zhou Chen regulated his breathing as usual, while trying to keep the wild boar's torso close to his back and shoulders to reduce swaying while walking.

After a good half hour, when only a sliver of the setting sun remained over the distant mountains, Zhou Chen finally returned to the village entrance.

"Brother Zhou killed a big wild boar!"

"It's a demonic beast!"

Upon reaching the entrance of Cangsong Village, a few men, lingering in the afterglow of the setting sun, exclaimed in surprise.

Before they knew it, most villagers had started calling Zhou Chen "Brother Zhou".

Although most of the villagers were older than Zhou Chen.

Previously, when Zhang Dazhu and Zhou Chen competed, it was late at night, and no one knew the inside story.

The bear demon was brought back by Zhou Chen and Uncle Sun together, and many people thought that Zhou Chen had only done the work of carrying it.

Even when confronting Li Xiong, some people still felt that Li Xiong was only concerned about Li Hui and unwilling to argue with Zhou Chen.

Before becoming a martial artist, ordinary people living in the village could hardly imagine the strength of a martial artist.

To this day, Zhou Chen has carried back a wild boar weighing over 300 jin (approximately 150 catties) all by himself.

The wild boar had huge, black eyes with holes in them, so dark that no one dared to look directly at them.

Regardless of his archery skills, his sheer strength alone was enough to entice many villagers with daughters.

"Brother Zhou has made it big this week, and he's got good looks now. Why don't we ask Old Sun to put in a good word for us?"

"If my daughter can marry him, at least she won't have to worry about going hungry."

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Li Family Residence.

Li Xiong stood shirtless in the courtyard with his eyes closed, his waist and abdomen still wrapped in bandages, and several black lines occasionally appeared on various parts of his body.

Since joining the Iron Stone Martial Arts School two years ago, he has been diligently practicing the Iron Armor Skill, a technique passed down to outer disciples of the school, day and night.

Now, they have finally managed to condense a few strands of iron wire.

If one can maintain this practice, gathering threads into strands and weaving them into garments, one can achieve mastery of bone forging.

In this way, there is a very high chance that one will stand out in the martial arts competition half a month later and become an inner disciple of the martial arts school.

At that time, status and everything will be different.

Just as Li Xiong was concentrating on nurturing the iron wire, Li Hui pushed open the door from outside the courtyard and hurried in.

Upon seeing Li Xiong practicing his skills in the courtyard, he immediately approached him and said, "Brother, Zhou Chen hunted another wild boar today. Everyone in the village is calling him Brother Zhou, he's almost as famous as you."

"Couldn't you just kill him directly?"

Li Xiong slightly opened his closed eyes and glanced at Li Hui, "Half a month later, I will kill him for you."

"Do not disturb my practice during this time."

After saying that, Li Xiong closed his eyes again, and before he knew it, another strand of barbed wire had appeared on his body.

After half a month, once he became an inner disciple of the martial arts school, it was equivalent to obtaining an entry ticket to the elite circles of Xingde County.

As long as I make a promise to my master, killing a country hunter is no big deal.

Seeing that Li Xiong had closed his eyes again, Li Hui didn't dare to disturb him any further.

Even if he were stupid, he would know that the Li family's status in the village was now higher than that of the village chief, and that was not due to anything else but the martial prowess of his brother, Li Xiong.

Those outsiders who call him Young Master Hui are only doing so because of his brother.

But the more this happened, the angrier he became when he thought about the way the villagers called him "Brother Zhou" today.