Wu Gang covered his neck with his left hand, blood overflowing between his fingers.
His right hand tightly gripped his War Hammer, but his body subconsciously retreated a few steps, his eyes filled with terror as he looked at Zhao Mu.
He hadn't expected Zhao Mu to have such a move.
Nor had he expected Zhao Mu's Flying Knife to be able to pierce his defense!
Even his neck was solid muscle; he was virtually without weakness.
He had sacrificed the appearance of a normal human, transforming into a monster resembling a mountain of flesh, all to gain powerful strength and defensive capabilities.
If Zhao Mu had used the heavenly halberd to slash his body, it would have only left superficial wounds on his solid muscles, not enough to take his life.
But this tricky Flying Knife truly almost killed him.
Blood flowed, and Wu Gang clutched his neck, afraid to move. His eyes were full of fear of death.
Even Xu Zhixiong couldn't help but praise, "This kid's combat awareness is top-notch!"
Liu Weiguo returned here at some unknown point. He sat in a chair behind them, leaning on his Cane, and said lightly, "It's not surprising."
If only you knew who personally taught him.
Shao Han sat on the other side of the Monitoring Room, watching the battle alone.
He crossed his hands and slowly clenched them, a sense of anxiety beginning to rise in his heart.
"He actually beat Wu Gang so easily? This guy... does he really only have E-rank Talent?"
"Golden Elephant City, it seems I can only rely on you. Don't waste the meditation capsule I gave you."
...Zhao Mu held the heavenly halberd in his right hand, staring coldly at the already terrified Wu Gang.
"You... you want to kill me!"
Wu Gang's voice trembled. Since participating in the trial, he had often tortured and killed his opponents, enjoying the pleasure of being the Dominator of others' lives.
He just hadn't expected death to descend upon him so quickly.
Zhao Mu stared and slowly said, "I do want to try killing someone."
Becoming a Spirit Energy User, this is something that must be experienced sooner or later, and there will only be more life-and-death struggles in the future.
No one can avoid this step.
Wu Gang's heart turned cold, and a feeling of despair surfaced in his mind.
Because in his current state, he was absolutely no match for Zhao Mu.
The moment he moved, the wound on his neck would widen, and he would definitely be finished.
"However, I value your talent!"
Zhao Mu extended his left hand toward him and said with a smile, "I'll give you a chance: hand over all the number tags on you. I might consider sparing your life."
Zhao Mu had originally intended to kill Wu Gang, but now he had changed his mind.
Because not long ago, he had just learned that the Golden Elephant City Large Corps intended to deal with him.
That was a massive team of about fifty people. It would be quite strenuous for Zhao Mu to face them alone.
But if he took all the number tags from Wu Gang, Wu Gang, desperate to acquire number tags and pass the trial, would inevitably hunt more people eagerly.
Judging by the movements of that recent Five-person Squad, the Large Corps was in the second battle zone, not far from here.
Therefore, leaving an injured beast for Golden Elephant City and their group was the best choice right now.
Wu Gang had originally thought he was surely dead, but suddenly he saw a sliver of hope for survival.
Although handing over all his number tags pained him, as long as he could stay alive in the Trial Ground, he believed he could acquire more number tags, provided he didn't encounter a monster like Zhao Mu again.
Wu Gang took two deep breaths and gradually calmed down.
Although the Flying Knife in his neck was terrifying, it wasn't fatal. As long as he stopped fighting and treated the wound promptly, his physique could handle the injury.
"Fine, I agree! I, Wu Gang, will remember the kindness of you sparing my life this time!"
Wu Gang was straightforward. He put away his War Hammer, took a Cloth Bag from his waist, and tossed it at Zhao Mu's feet.
Zhao Mu used his halberd to poke it open and saw that it contained at least thirty number tags.
After confirming that no other dangerous items were hidden inside, Zhao Mu collected the number tags and smiled at Wu Gang, saying, "I hope we both pass the trial."
After speaking, he retreated a few steps and disappeared into the darkness of the jungle.
By this time, the sky had completely darkened. A large fire was still burning not far away, and shadowy figures in the distance seemed to be observing the battle situation.
However, the fire was too large, obstructing the view, and nobody knew what was happening there.
After confirming Zhao Mu had left, Wu Gang felt utterly relieved.
"That monster!"
He let go with his left hand, and only after judging based on experience that the artery was not severed, did he grit his teeth and pull out the Flying Knife.
"Sizzle..."
Blood spurted out. He controlled the muscles in his neck to clamp down, forcefully stopping the bleeding. He then tore off Strips of Cloth from his body for a quick bandage before leaving resentfully.
"Next, I must speed up my hunting progress!"
Wu Gang thought with a gloomy expression.
The firelight was too dazzling, naturally attracting the prying eyes of countless people. They all guessed a battle had occurred and prepared to come and pick up the spoils.
If someone fought here, they might be injured and exhausted, making it the perfect time for others to strike.
However, the fire was too large, obstructing the view, and no one knew the state of the fire's source.
Some people waited patiently nearby, waiting for the raging fire to force the combatants out of the battle zone.
A Trial Participant wearing a Canvas Hat held a Bow and Arrow, staring ahead warily.
The moment a figure appeared, he would immediately move to take them down.
"I have the eyes of a Hawk and the ears of a Bobcat; nothing can escape my scouting."
The Trial Participant said confidently.
But just then, a voice rang out behind him.
"Oh? Is that so?"
The Trial Participant's pupils contracted. He was just about to pull out the Saber at his waist and turn to counterattack.
But before he could turn around, a hand like an iron clamp gripped his throat tightly, pressing his body against the tree.
Zhao Mu stared at him smilingly, his left hand pressing down on the hand that wanted to draw the Saber.
"Move, and I'll snap your neck!"
The young man found even Breathing difficult.
"F-friend, fighting is fighting, but can you give my neck some air?"
Finally, under Zhao Mu's watchful eye, he muttered, his eyes full of unwilling tears, and handed over the only three number tags he had, then obediently summoned the Giant Eagle to leave the field.
Zhao Mu weighed the number tags on him. After nearly ten hours of hunting, he had over seventy number tags. Although not heavy, carrying them around was inconvenient.
So he put away all the number tags, found a tall tree, stuffed the number tags into a piece of Clothing, and hid them all inside.
After doing all this, Zhao Mu finally left feeling at ease.
Not long after he left, a Trial Participant quietly appeared in the darkness, a look of ecstasy curving his lips.
"Hehe, what a gift from the heavens! All your number tags belong to me now!"
He ran up to the tall tree and climbed up using both his hands and feet.
Halfway up, he suddenly felt a chill down his spine. He slowly turned his head to look down and saw a cold Arrow aimed at the back of his neck.
Zhao Mu looked at him with a smile and said, "You really are honoring me; you took the bait so quickly!"
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