He had rushed in, and since the boars were already in a full charge, it demanded more effort than usual. Fortunately, Zhang Yang’s current strength far surpassed his former capabilities; dealing with a few boars was hardly an issue for him.

The remaining three boars skidded to a halt, their primitive instincts warning them that the small human before them was extremely dangerous. All three fixed their gaze upon Zhang Yang.

A flash of white suddenly leaped onto the back of one boar, springing off it onto another. The two boars he landed on immediately toppled over, their entire heads turning black.

It was clear from their appearance that these two had been fatally poisoned, meeting a swift demise. The last boar finally showed a flicker of fear, twisting its body in an attempt to flee.

Lightning, which had been poised to give chase, leaped back, while Long Feng, arriving just behind, sprinted forward and brought his palm down hard upon the boar’s skull. The slap, infused with internal energy, carried a force no less than a thousand jin, a crushing gravity acting internally.

The boar’s brain matter was instantly pulverized; Long Feng had finished off the final beast. Having dealt with his target, he turned back and managed a wry, helpless smile toward Zhang Yang.

In truth, they were the furthest from Su Zhantao, but their superior speed meant they were the first to arrive. On the way over, Long Feng had again keenly felt the combined speed of Zhang Yang and Lightning.

Lightning was the fastest; it had actually arrived first, but it waited for Zhang Yang. While it could poison the boars, it couldn't control the momentum of charging beasts; such large pigs rushing in could still bring disaster upon Young Master Su.

That was why it paused, waiting for Zhang Yang to catch up. Zhang Yang arrived second, arriving just in time to intercept the boars’ attack and saving both Su Zhantao and Yang Ling.

Long Feng was the third to arrive. He had exerted all his strength, but facing Zhang Yang, who was operating at full capacity, he simply couldn't catch up, only watching Zhang Yang pull further and further ahead.

Only then did he realize that Zhang Yang had genuinely held back during their previous sparring matches; he had truly been using Long Feng for practice. With all five boars eliminated, Su Zhantao slowly turned around, still dazed and completely unaware of what had transpired.

In those final moments, he had been truly paralyzed with fear; he only remembered hearing someone shout "Vermin!" before everything dissolved into a hazy confusion. "What happened?

Was there an immortal?" Su Zhantao finally spotted Zhang Yang and immediately asked. "An immortal?" Zhang Yang blinked sharply.

He was still crouched down, checking Su Zhantao’s pulse. Why was this kid spouting nonsense?

Had the shock actually driven him mad? The pulse showed no major issues, only severe fright, but not enough to shatter a man’s mind.

"Yes! I heard someone yell 'Vermin!' and then everything was fine.

On TV, isn't that how immortals save people?" Su Zhantao nodded vigorously, glancing around. Aside from Zhang Yang and Long Feng, there was no one else nearby.

This only deepened his confusion. "Get up quickly!

There are no immortals! That was me!" Zhang Yang stared at him, unable to decide whether to laugh or cry.

This kid had a truly rich imagination. He had only shouted out in a moment of desperation, just as someone might yell "Stop!" upon seeing danger.

The boy had somehow interpreted that as an immortal coming to his rescue—he certainly could conjure things up. Beneath him, Yang Ling was still trembling.

The speed with which Zhang Yang and the others had dealt with the five boars meant very little time had passed, yet both victims were still somewhat disoriented. They had been absolutely certain they were about to die.

"Young Master Su!" "Yang Ling!" The shouts of Huang Hai and Li Ya echoed through the woods. Zhang Yang frowned slightly and glanced quickly at Long Feng.

"Toss those two poisoned boars aside for now, don't let the others see them!" The two boars killed by Lightning’s venom were ghastly; their entire bodies had turned black, and their flesh and skin were now toxic. This toxicity wasn't strong enough to affect Long Feng significantly—as long as he didn't eat the meat, he'd be fine.

But for ordinary people, this was a toxic substance. It might not kill them instantly, but it would certainly cause several days of misery.

The Fox-tailed Sable was not without reason listed among the Ten Great Poisons of Heaven and Earth. Long Feng possessed immense strength; the two boars together weighed close to three hundred kilograms, perhaps seven or eight hundred jin.

He lifted one in each hand and quickly carried them away. Neither the dazed Su Zhantao nor Yang Ling even noticed his departure.

Zhang Yang suddenly picked up his hunting rifle, loaded the most powerful ammunition, and fired two shots into the two boars he had subdued but hadn't quite finished off, aiming directly for their foreheads with each shot. Quickly reloading, Zhang Yang also put a final round into the boar Long Feng had dispatched, just to prevent any questions.

Having done this, he suddenly yelled directly at the two stunned people: "You two, wake up!" This time his voice carried internal energy. They had been shocked into a stupor, their minds unsettled, oblivious to their surroundings.

That sharp call finally snapped them back to awareness. "Zhang Yang, why are you here?" Su Zhantao, fully conscious, immediately stood up, his eyes wide as he asked.

In the distance, Huang Hai and Li Ya appeared, both holding rifles, watching their surroundings cautiously. Seeing Zhang Yang and Su Zhantao, they immediately started running toward them.

"I was just passing through!" Zhang Yang shook his head irritably. How dare this kid ask him such a question.

He had run full-out to save him, had been mistaken for an immortal moments ago, and now he was asking why Zhang Yang was there. The boy’s mind was a confusing place.

"Zhang Yang, hurry and go! It's dangerous, there are wild boars!" Su Zhantao seemed to recall something, his expression changing drastically as he shouted urgently.

Yang Ling also peered around fearfully, then both of them froze. There were wild boars—huge ones.

The corpses of three boars lay on the ground, surrounded by a large pool of blood. Su Zhantao's reaction was comforting to Zhang Yang; the boy still thought to warn him when facing danger, making the full-force run to save him worthwhile.

"Zhang Yang, Su Zhantao, what happened to you?" Huang Hai and Li Ya reached them, and both were stunned when they saw the three massive boar carcasses on the ground. They rushed quickly to the bodies, staring in disbelief.

Their hunting experience far surpassed Su Zhantao's. They often joked about hunting boars, but they knew clearly that killing a wild boar was never easy.

Their hide was thick; ordinary bullets wouldn't penetrate deeply, and even if they did, a single shot to a non-vital spot wouldn't be fatal. A wounded boar was even more terrifying; their sharp tusks were the deadliest weapons, capable of instantly piercing a person.

If you were targeted by a boar, the outcome was almost certainly grim. Success usually required numbers and many guns, eliminating the boar before it could charge.

If one person encountered a boar, the best course was complete stillness while calling for backup. This was only for one boar.

If there were several, the situation would be catastrophic. The three boars before them were all quite large, and for Su Zhantao’s group to survive, let alone kill them, seemed a miracle to Huang Hai and Li Ya.

Long Cheng, Chang Feng, and Wu Zhiguo also arrived, all armed with rifles and looking equally wary. Seeing that everyone was unharmed, they all let out a deep sigh of relief.

Aside from Long Feng, the group was reunited. "What exactly happened?" Looking at the three boar corpses, Long Cheng appeared puzzled and directly asked Su Zhantao.

Su Zhantao scratched his head, slowly recounting the events. He only remembered being paralyzed with fear when he and Yang Ling saw the five large boars.

Then, someone seemed to rescue them, but they had no idea who. When they came to, they saw Zhang Yang standing there with a rifle, and only three of the five boars remained, all dead.

"Zhang Yang, you saved them, didn't you?" Long Cheng turned back and asked Zhang Yang softly. In his inquiry, there was a clear hint of respect and admiration in his eyes.

Others might not know, but he was certain that Zhang Yang was the savior. With Zhang Yang's strength, those boars were nothing to fear.

He had heard a few gunshots, suspecting that Zhang Yang had merely put finishing shots into the boars after killing them first. His guess was entirely correct, but he would never voice it to others; Zhang Yang’s secret was known only to him.

"It was me." Zhang Yang nodded. He neither denied it nor could he have plausibly denied it, nor was there any need to.

He had arrived first, and the boars were dead; denying it would only complicate matters further. He decided to admit it straightforwardly.

Hearing that Zhang Yang had killed the three boars, Chang Feng, Huang Hai, and the others crowded around, looking at him with envy and asking how he managed to take down three huge beasts consecutively. Only Li Ya was still circling the boars, looking utterly bewildered.

To their questions, Zhang Yang offered only a brief explanation, unwilling to go into detail. After all, the boars were dead; further questioning was pointless, and Long Cheng helped smooth things over on the side.

A moment later, Long Feng returned, constantly wiping his hands. He had dumped the two poisoned boar carcasses into a nearby cave, giving no thought to whether other animals were inside or if it would contaminate the area.

"That's strange!" Li Ya, still near the boars, suddenly exclaimed, scratching his head vigorously. "Strange about what?

You don't mean the boars aren't dead, do you?" The others walked over. Huang Hai asked lightly.

He intended it as a joke, assuming the boars were certainly dead, // Fastest novel updates from Shumilou "Are you just envious? But Brother Zhang is truly amazing, taking down three boars by himself, even more impressive than Brother Cheng.

These three boars are so fat; the meat must be delicious. It’ll feed us for a while!" Wu Zhiguo said with a grin.

This guy couldn't talk about anything without relating it to food; he was already eyeing the boar meat, practically drooling. Third chapter done, five more to go.

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