High-level martial arts: Invincibility starts with basic archery.

Chapter 129 Oh no, he's trying to run away! (Please subscribe)

Somewhere in the wilderness, there were messy footprints of varying depths and sizes, which could not have been left by humans.

Weapons, blood-stained pieces of clothing, and shoes were scattered around.

Several figures stared in disbelief at the scene before them, a sense of foreboding rising in their hearts.

"That is?"

Zhao Er saw something, quickly took a few steps forward, bent down and picked up half of a black sneaker.

"The third son's shoes!"

He plopped down on the ground, his face drained of all color.

Instantly, the eyes of the people behind them showed astonishment.

Could it be that Zhao San and the others failed to return on time because something bad happened to them?

Zhao Da walked over, snatched the half-shoe from Zhao Er's hand, and his body trembled.

Then, he looked around and quickly found another one.

Seeing this, the people behind him dared not make a sound, not even daring to breathe.

"Big brother, could it be that the third brother, the third brother, he..." Zhao Er stammered, not daring to continue.

After a long pause, Zhao Da's voice rang out, "It's Lao San's shoes."

"!!!"

At that moment, everyone present felt as if they had been struck by lightning.

In fact, they already had a premonition.

Because of the weapons and shoes scattered all over the ground, it was estimated that there were at least 20 people.

In this vicinity, only the Zhao Family Fort has a hunting team of this size!

Furthermore, with Zhao San's shoes here but him nowhere to be seen, it's obvious what happened.

"Third brother! Third brother!!!"

Zhao Er banged his head on the ground, letting out a heart-wrenching cry.

"Third brother!!!"

He cried hysterically, heartbroken.

This scene brought tears to the eyes of the others who had come along.

"Second brother, take care of yourself."

"Yes, second brother, who would have thought that third brother and the others had hunted so many times without any danger, but just this time, just... just..."

"Get out of here!"

Zhao Er pushed away the person who came to help him, saying, "Third brother, it's all my fault! I'm so sorry! If I had come hunting with you, this wouldn't have happened! Third brother!"

Seeing this, the others didn't know how to comfort them.

People are subject to unpredictable fortune and misfortune, just as the moon waxes and wanes. Who knows when misfortune might strike?

Zhao Da's face was terribly gloomy. He glanced around and suddenly said, "It might not be the work of a ferocious beast."

This statement surprised everyone else.

Even Zhao Er, who was convulsing, stopped crying and looked at Zhao Da with a shocked expression.

"Brother, what did you just say? It wasn't the work of a ferocious beast?"

"Impossible, right?"

The people next to him gaped open.

"Third Brother is a third-level Body Tempering martial artist, and he's leading so many people. If they weren't ferocious beasts, could any of the nearby villages have that kind of strength?"

"Yes, just like Li Family Village, Chen Family Village, and Gu Family Village, they don't have the strength or the guts. If we're talking about something that could be done, it's only Song Family Fortress."

"Song Family Fortress? Impossible!"

"It's just one possibility."

Zhao Da's voice was icy, "Didn't you notice that the number of weapons on the ground doesn't match up?"

The group looked over and counted them.

Indeed, a few are missing; they appear to be bows and arrows.

"Could it have been lost somewhere else?"

Someone asked.

The scene at the time was likely one where the group fought and retreated, with people constantly dying under the claws and teeth of the ferocious beast.

"Go look around."

After Zhao Da finished speaking, he walked north.

He was equally grieved by his third brother's death, but given his status, he could not show it on his face.

Moreover, figuring out the cause of the third brother's death is of paramount importance.

If he dies at the hands of a ferocious beast, he will kill every ferocious beast he sees afterward. If he dies at the hands of a human, he will skin that person alive and tear them apart to vent his hatred!

Soon, the group reunited.

"Brother Zhao, I've searched the east side, but there's nothing there."

"I searched the west side, but there was nothing there either."

"The south is the direction we came from. I went back and searched carefully, but found nothing."

"Big brother?"

Zhao Er, look over here.

Zhao shook his head. "There aren't any in the north either."

The atmosphere instantly fell silent.

The group exchanged surprised glances.

Even the dumbest beast wouldn't be stupid enough to swallow a weapon as food.

So, where did the few bows and arrows that were lost on the field go?

Could it really be the work of a human?

So the question is, who has this kind of power, and why would they do it?

"Brother Zhao, could it be that after Third Brother and the others had their accident, someone passed by and took their weapons?"

Zhao Da looked at the man and said, "If someone else passed by later, and was going to take it, why only take the bow and arrows, and not everything?"

The man was immediately speechless.

"Brother, could you be from Song Family Fortress?"

Zhao Er opened his mouth.

If it's the Song Family Fortress, then that's bad. Although the two brothers are strong, they don't have much of a chance against the Song Family Fortress.

But besides Songjiabao, who else in the vicinity has such strength?

Zhao Da shook his head.

He didn't know either; the matter was shrouded in mystery, and he could only make inferences based on the few clues he could see.

The others felt a mix of emotions, including a sense of joy.

Zhao San and his companions undoubtedly perished in the belly of the ferocious beast.

You have to understand that these people were the strongest in the village, basically all martial artists, and they all died overnight.

In other words, their opportunity has arrived.

Although there are many able-bodied men in the village, the vast majority are ordinary people, and Zhao Da can only rely on them.

It is both pressure and opportunity.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Da's voice rang out, "Let's go back."

The group exchanged glances.

"Brother Zhao,"

Someone spoke up: "With Third Brother and the others in trouble, there will be far fewer prey to be caught. I think the food distributed to the villagers will have to be reduced by half, right?"

"Reducing them by half is not a small amount. In my opinion, they are just a bunch of old people, women and children. They are of no use to living. We might as well just kick them out."

"Yes, yes, it's just a waste of food."

As they talked, they cautiously watched Zhao Da's reaction.

The latter remained silent, his face revealing neither joy nor anger, and it was impossible to know what he was thinking.

Zhao Er was completely out of his mind.

The group shrugged.

And so, the group walked back along the path they had come from.

About half an hour later, the outline of Zhao Family Fort came into view.

Moved by the scene, Zhao Er's eyes reddened again.

This place was built by the three brothers. Each of them deserves credit for Zhao Family Fort's success today.

But today, the third child is gone.

The distance to the village gradually shortened.

600 m.

500 m.

400 m.

Just then, Zhao Da stopped in his tracks, his pupils contracted sharply, and he said, "Something's not right."

The village gate was open, just as it had been when they left.

There were people on the watchtower as well.

But then a strange thing happened: they were already so close, yet not a single person from the village came out to greet them.

Moreover, the person on the watchtower seemed to have not moved since he first noticed the other person.

This is really not right.

"what?"

The people behind him were taken aback.

Something's not right. What's not right?

Just then, the sound of firecrackers rang out not far away, followed by something whooshing and rapidly approaching.

"Get out of the way!"

Zhao Da roared and, relying on his body's instincts, dodged to the side.

"Pfft!"

It was the sound of fabric tearing.

An arrow grazed his arm, leaving a one-centimeter-deep wound.

In contrast, the other people were not so lucky.

Two of them were shot through the chest by an arrow, their bodies flying high into the air, their pupils wide open, completely unaware of what had happened.

Among them was Zhao Er, who was immersed in grief.

The other three, though not shot in the chest, were in no better shape; their bodies looked as if they had been blasted open, with blood flowing continuously.

"Second brother!"

Zhao Da watched this scene with wide eyes, his eyes bloodshot with rage.

His gaze fell upon the wall, upon which stood a figure.

He hadn't even had a chance to examine it closely.

Another loud bang echoed through the air, and three arrows shot towards them.

"Is this time it aimed at me?"

Zhao Da was shocked.

Then, to his shock, he discovered that these three arrows had completely blocked all his escape routes!

The next moment, he gritted his teeth and suddenly accelerated.

He narrowly avoided the arrow, almost grazing its edge.

"Um?"

A look of surprise appeared in Chen Fan's eyes.

He originally planned to wait until he got closer to make his move, since the closer the distance, the less time the other party would have to react. But the other party seemed to have noticed.

Fortunately, the angle was good, allowing six arrows to be fired at once. With a bit of luck, they could catch them all in one fell swoop.

As a result, Zhao Da either reacted quickly enough or was lucky enough to narrowly escape the arrow.

He fired three arrows the second time, which should have been a sure hit. Even if they missed vital organs, the opponent would have been dead without a doubt.

However, the other party still managed to evade it.

Judging from the looks of it, they must have used their trump card, expending their vital energy to increase their speed for a short period of time.

"Oh no, he's trying to run away!"

Chen Fan's expression changed, and he jumped off the wall, simultaneously activating the Eight Directions Extreme Distance characteristic of Bajiquan.

Strength and agility attributes instantly double!

The wind whistled past his ears, and in just one second, he had run more than a hundred meters.

"Run! Run!"

Zhao Da ran for his life, even throwing away the spear in his hand.

Although he could shoot arrows, if he came at the first opportunity and was caught off guard with his bow on his back, the other person would never give him a chance to draw his bow and nock an arrow. Being slow at one step means being slow at every step. Taking the initiative is not just a matter of words.

Secondly, and most importantly, this person's archery skills are definitely superior to his own!

As the saying goes, "Where there's life, there's hope." He instantly realized that the archer and the man who killed his third brother were probably the same person!

He didn't know what the other party's motive was for doing this.

However, given enough time, he will be able to investigate thoroughly, and when that time comes, he will definitely avenge this blood feud!

(End of this chapter)