High Martial Arts Storm

Guerrilla warfare!

This is a classic tactic from before the Great Cataclysm.

Yang Haocheng used this tactic with unparalleled skill in these deep mountains and forests.

When he encountered a small number of mutated beasts, he fought bravely to kill them; when he encountered a large number of mutated beasts, he immediately chose to retreat.

Fight!

Run for your life!

Another battle...

Exhausted, in pain.

On the edge of life and death, it seems so insignificant.

Over the next twelve hours, at this pace, Yang Haocheng killed more than eighty level-one mutated beasts and more than thirty level-two mutated beasts.

Not far away.

Meng Zizai maintained a distance of more than 200 meters from Yang Haocheng, concealing his aura and hiding in a secluded place where it was difficult for Yang Haocheng and the mutated beast to find him, quietly observing the battles.

His surprise grew stronger with time.

because……

He had never seen such a crazy young man.

They seemed tireless, as if they disregarded life and death.

The only thing that made him feel that Yang Haocheng wasn't a killing machine and still had a sliver of emotion was Yang Haocheng's greed.

That's right!

He's just greedy!

Whenever Yang Haocheng killed a level-two mutated beast, he would immediately put the corpse into his storage device if he could find an opportunity. His purpose was clear: to take it away and make money.

"Both of his combat skills are improving rapidly."

"His lethality against mutated beasts is also gradually increasing."

"Calm, and ruthless."

"Observant, meticulous, adaptable, knows how to prioritize, adept at utilizing terrain, and skilled in tactical analysis..."

Meng Zizai observed Yang Haocheng and mentally rated him.

Fraction……

Very high!

It was so high that even he himself was somewhat unwilling to believe it.

"Pfft pfft..."

With the two Level 2 mutated beasts killed by Yang Haocheng, Meng Zizai appeared in front of Yang Haocheng. Looking at the blood-soaked boy in front of him, who looked like a blood-soaked man, he nodded slowly with mixed emotions in his heart and said, "Time's up. You have completed your objective and performed very well."

"Um!"

Yang Haocheng grinned.

He killed them with great gusto.

Knowing that Meng Zizai was nearby and would save him when his life was hanging by a thread, he used the mutated beasts in the mountains as his whetstone, and the effect was remarkable, his combat power increased slightly compared to before.

"Thank you, Instructor Meng," Yang Haocheng said sincerely.

"Go back!" Meng Zizai said calmly. "One hundred and twenty kilometers. Without using frisbees, fight your way back to the main peak from here. You have four hours."

"good!"

Yang Haocheng readily agreed.

If the return trip goes smoothly, four hours should be more than enough.

However, this deep mountain forest is full of mutated beasts, so it is a considerable challenge for him to kill his way across 120 kilometers in four hours.

Yang Haocheng didn't linger.

He quickly stitched up his wounds, bandaged them haphazardly, and then dashed towards the Four Seasons Martial Arts Academy like an arrow. He swiftly killed any level-one mutated beasts he encountered. If he encountered level-two mutated beasts, he would immediately attack as long as there were no more than three of them, and continue on his way after killing them. However, if there were more than three, he would choose to abandon them and quickly detour...

It is about seventy kilometers away from the main peak.

Fang Long was also undergoing his chief instructor's assessment and fighting against mutated beasts.

He was only at the six-star battle officer level, but his combat power was extremely strong. Even when fighting against a nine-star battle officer, there wouldn't be much of a difference.

but.

He was unlucky.

After more than ten hours of fighting, and encountering a large number of mutated beasts, many of which were level two mutated beasts, his bishop had saved him three times.

even so.

He was now surrounded by five level-two mutated wolves, facing danger time and time again, as if he were walking a tightrope and dancing a death dance, and his injuries were becoming more and more serious.

call out!

A figure as fast as lightning shot in from afar.

Behind that figure, more than twenty level-two mutated beasts were frantically chasing after him.

Fang Long saw clearly the person charging towards him, and also saw the more than twenty level-two mutated beasts behind that person. Even though he had grown up in the military since childhood and had experienced hundreds of battles, the sudden situation still made him feel cold all over, and a strong chill arose in his heart.

That is……

Yang Haocheng?

How come he was even more unlucky than me, encountering more than twenty level-two mutated beasts?

Fang Long fiercely smashed a level-two mutated beast away with a hammer blow. After being torn open by two other level-two mutated beasts, leaving two bloody gashes on his body, he unleashed tremendous potential and charged in another direction.

He's trying to escape!

Otherwise, if the twenty-odd level-two mutated beasts chasing Yang Haocheng rushed to his location, he feared he would become the target of even more mutated beasts and would ultimately need the bishop to rescue him.

"Fang Long, why are you running? Kill these five level-two mutated beasts, then we'll fight side by side and try to take down the remaining twenty-odd level-two mutated beasts as well," Yang Haocheng shouted.

He raised his sword high once more.

A series of blades slashed fiercely at the two level-two mutated wolves that had abandoned Fang Long. Because one of them had already been severely injured by Fang Long, he killed it in just a few seconds, while also wounding the other one.

"Are you crazy? There are too many level-two mutated beasts. Even if the two of us join forces, we can't kill them all." Fang Long didn't stop, but as he fled, he turned his head and glanced back.

It was just that one glance.

He witnessed Yang Haocheng killing a level-two mutated wolf and wounding another level-two mutated wolf.

He was somewhat shaken.

Because he knew all too well the strength of a level-two mutated wolf. Even at his peak, when he unleashed his strongest attack, it would be difficult for him to achieve the same results as Yang Haocheng in an instant.

"Fang Long, do you even understand strategy?" Yang Haocheng shouted angrily while frantically fighting the remaining level-two mutated wolf. "There are many level-two mutated beasts chasing us, but if we can take down four mutated wolves within half a minute, we can fight those twenty level-two mutated beasts."

Half a minute to take care of the remaining four level-two mutated wolves?

Fang Long almost burst into a tirade.

Let alone four, even if it were just one, it would take him several minutes to successfully kill it.

Yang Haocheng's fighting strength seems to be slightly stronger than mine, but probably not by much, right? How dare he be so arrogant? He's simply courting death.

but……

Fang Long recalled the scene he had just witnessed Yang Haocheng killing the level 2 mutated wolf, and felt a little hesitant again.

Why don't we give it a try?

What if Yang Haocheng has some trump card up his sleeve and can actually succeed?

Besides, even if he fails, there are bishops nearby to protect him, so he won't die a miserable death in the horde of mutated beasts, right?

"Damn it, let's go for it."

Fang Long stopped and began to fight the three mutated wolves that had caught up with him, brandishing his heavy hammer.

"puff……"

Yang Haocheng's blade flashed like lightning, and in just over ten seconds, he killed the remaining level-two mutated wolf. Without bothering to put the two mutated wolves' corpses into his storage device, he pounced towards Fang Long's direction.

"Seven Stars in a Row - Slash".

Yang Haocheng frantically urged his internal energy to surge through his meridians. The power surging through his body allowed him to unleash another powerful killing move. After killing a level two mutated wolf, he disregarded the need to continue fighting and shouted, "I'll hold you off for five seconds. You must escape immediately. Let's play guerrilla warfare. We'll deal with the fast level two mutated beasts first, and then slowly wear down the rest."

Fang Long was startled.

He instantly understood Yang Haocheng's tactical arrangement. Without much hesitation, after Yang Haocheng had tied down both level-two mutated wolves, he fled frantically.

Five seconds later.

Yang Haocheng wounded two level-two mutated wolves, but as the more than twenty mutated beasts chasing after him drew closer, he abandoned the fight and pursued Fang Long in the direction he had fled.

Seven or eight minutes later.

Yang Haocheng felt extremely depressed.

Because Fang Long was too slow, they didn't manage to shake off the more than twenty mutated beasts behind them. Instead, the commotion from their escape was so great that new level-two mutated beasts joined them, bringing the total number of level-two mutated beasts to nearly thirty.

"Fang Long, I'll give you fifteen seconds. Run forward as fast as you can. Do you see that six or seven-meter-high boulder at the foot of the mountain ahead? Wait for me there." Yang Haocheng stopped and shouted.

"Yang Haocheng, are you crazy? There are too many level-two mutated beasts behind us. Staying here isn't about stopping them; it's suicide!" Fang Long shouted.

"I have a plan, you should retreat quickly." Yang Haocheng deftly took out a tube of healing medicine, poured it into his mouth, and then took out an electromagnetic net, ready to proceed.

Fifteen seconds later, nearly thirty level-two mutated beasts were only a few dozen meters away from him.

At that distance, a level 2 mutated beast could cover it in just three or four seconds.

immediately.

Yang Haocheng instantly cast his net, enveloping the seven or eight unsuspecting level-two mutated beasts in front of him. Instead of attacking, he turned and fled.

Electromagnetic network!

It cannot inflict damage on level 2 mutant beasts.

It can only temporarily cover them, rendering them temporarily unable to pursue and kill it, and the time it can buy is only a few minutes.

Therefore, the remaining level-two mutant beasts are slightly inferior in terms of speed.

He and Fang Long were to engage in a fierce battle with the mutated beasts at the foot of the mountain, about three or four hundred meters away.

at this time.

Fang Long had already rushed to the boulder that Yang Haocheng had mentioned, gripping the heavy hammer as he looked at Yang Haocheng who was fleeing towards him, as well as the nearly twenty level-two mutated beasts that were chasing after him.

"Yang Haocheng, is your tactic any good? There are still too many level-two mutated beasts," Fang Long asked loudly.

Don't worry!

Yang Haocheng increased his speed again.

After he leaped and landed on the seven- or eight-meter-high boulder, he took out another electromagnetic net and turned to look at the mutated beasts that were only about a hundred meters away from the two of them.

Eight or nine seconds later.

Yang Haocheng activated the electromagnetic net again, enveloping the onrushing level-two mutated beast.

This time.

A total of eleven level-two mutated beasts were trapped.

"Only eight level-two mutated beasts left. Go all out and kill them!" Yang Haocheng charged out, stepping on the backs of the mutated beasts shrouded in electromagnetic netting. His battle blade transformed into layers of sword shadows, instantly slicing away a pouncing level-two mutated beast and then slashing at another...

"You're really crazy!" Fang Long roared angrily.

However, he didn't back down.

The moment it leaped into the air, the heavy hammer slammed out.