Chapter 8 Disaster
Wang Xuan kept his eyes and ears open, and when he stepped on the ground, there was only a slight rustling sound, which could not be detected at all if he did not listen carefully.

Ten minutes later, Wang Xuan found several good shooting spots, assembled his sniper rifle, and lay down at the shooting spot waiting for his prey. This shooting spot was a cave entrance with thick soil on top, so he had no worries.

The sniper rifle was two meters long and had a camouflage cloth hanging on it. Wang Xuan's entire body was in the cave. For safety reasons, he dug a corner and prepared a retreat passage.

Wang Xuan's five senses were so sensitive that he could even hear the sounds of bamboo rats gnawing, snakes crawling, birds flying, mice walking, and deer leaping from a hundred meters away.

He held the sniper rifle, finding his sense of the gun, and accurately aimed at the eyes or brows of each prey, always striving to kill with one shot.

Every time he took aim, he would have a hunch as to whether the shot would hit the target. If he was sure, then it was certain. If he was not sure, it meant that there were too many influencing factors.

But he didn't shoot easily, and when he did, he always hit the target. This was his ability to gain a foothold in the hunting team, a sniper who never missed a shot.

Wang Xuan gradually felt relieved as he aimed again and again, feeling that the probability of success was gradually increasing. After a month of recuperation and not firing a gun, he was really afraid that he would not feel anything when touching the gun.

Wang Xuan, lying on the ground, did not move a single muscle. The ever-changing energy in his body kept running, keeping his qi and blood flowing actively. He would not stay still for a long time, as this would cause his body to become numb and unable to move, thus affecting his sniping and combat effectiveness.

In this age of universal spiritual practice, although most people do not have the qualifications to practice and waste their entire lives in the first realm of physical training, they will still be exposed to standing still, kung fu routines, training and fighting methods, as well as some popular internal energy techniques.

For example, the 36 moves promoted by the Federation can be learned and practiced by ordinary people with good results. They can strengthen the body and achieve the purpose of health preservation. Of course, they can only preserve health but cannot grasp the essence. It is difficult to reach the second level of muscle training.

The practice of internal strength requires perseverance. Ordinary people can learn from those with advanced skills by going online. As for the effect, it is not easy to fly over eaves and walk on walls, it is just to activate the qi and blood.

It is not easy to obtain good exercises, and practice requires guidance, otherwise it is easy to injure the meridians.

Internal energy can speed up the body's circulation, which is divided into small circulation and large circulation. Although the meridians are different, some are suitable for practice, while others are half the result with twice the effort, but everyone is born with an open meridian and can circulate qi and blood.

The innate great circulation has a cycle per day, and it moves very slowly. Each hour has its own time and order for reaching different parts of the body. Internal strength can speed up the circulation of qi and blood, making this cycle faster. After generating internal force, one can do things beyond ordinary people.

Wang Xuan, who had reached the second level of the Everlasting Life Skill, could increase his strength and speed by 20% to 30% when his internal energy was activated and added to his physical body. The improvement was very obvious.

A wild boar weighing two or three hundred pounds appeared, running around in the bamboo forest, rubbing its feet against the soil and humming happily. From time to time, the bamboos it nudged made noises. Wang Xuan took aim. A wild boar of this size would probably be difficult for even a tiger to catch as it had too thick skin and tough flesh.

shot?
Or don’t shoot?
Wang Xuan felt that this dirty guy was not worth his effort. Not only was he difficult to deal with, he was also worthless, so he held back.

The wild boar wandered around the area for half an hour, and finally attracted a large, colorful tiger that was strolling leisurely. Its steps were majestic and graceful, with the bearing of a forest king.

This tiger looks one or two times bigger than an average tiger, weighing about eight or nine hundred kilograms.

The big tiger, which was three or four meters long, came close, accelerated, and pounced on its prey swiftly. Its fangs and claws were like sharp swords drawn from their sheaths. The wild boar immediately let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered, and blood splattered everywhere. It was obvious that it could not escape the tiger's claws.

Wang Xuan thought to himself that this big tiger was probably already at the peak of its ferociousness, or had entered the realm of vicious beasts, and could fight with bone-training or even organ-training monks.

There are seven levels of body training: muscles, tendons, skin, bones, internal organs, marrow, and blood. Even though Wang Xuan's basic elements have been repaired and strengthened a lot over the years, he has been stuck in the flesh training level.

But now that his Everlasting Life Skill has reached the second level, he will soon be able to break through to the tendon training realm. With hope for the future, he has more enthusiasm to fight.

Holding a sniper rifle, even if he was a cultivator who practiced internal organs and marrow, he might die if he underestimated him. If he wanted to resist bullets with his body, he needed to exchange blood or even open his meridians, not to mention that he was holding a heavy sniper rifle.

If this tiger is hunted and its skin and flesh are preserved intact, it is estimated to be worth more than one million star dollars. Wang Xuan was somewhat tempted. This was a rare prey, but the risk was also great. If he failed, the angry tiger might fight with him to the death.

There are many ferocious beasts on the mother planet, and the area is vast, especially the tropical rainforests, Siberia and parts of Africa, as well as the wider oceans, which are almost forbidden areas for human civilization. Only the strong can pass through them, otherwise they will be in trouble if they accidentally encounter monsters.

Wang Xuan watched the tiger eat and waited until it was full before taking action. At that time, the tiger was most lazy and its vigilance decreased, and its movements were also slow due to digestion.

Twenty minutes later, Wang Xuan, who had found a chance to kill the opponent, was ready to pull the trigger, but at this moment he suddenly felt palpitations, and he prostrated himself, holding his breath and lying motionless, ignoring his ears and eyes, like a stone.

The accelerator in his mind kept reminding him that there was an energy source nearby that could be collected, asking him to go and collect it, but Wang Xuan did not move at all, and instead became more and more silent.

He had long known that those who could possess items containing source power were all powerful cultivators, otherwise they were not qualified to own them.

Suddenly, two streams of light flew across the sky, passing over Meiling Mountain and passing over Wang Xuan's head several times. The roars that came from time to time made the nearby creatures tremble.

Visitors to tourist attractions all saw this scene, and some watched with their eyes wide open, or used personal terminals to record the scene, for fear of missing it.

Without thinking too much, the realm of the cultivators in the battle is not low. I am afraid that at least they are first-class figures of earthly immortals. It is no problem for them to chop down a mountain with one sword. Ordinary people only know the general division of earthly immortals, heavenly immortals and true immortals, and they don't know the specifics of the realms that they cannot reach.

Even the mayor of Yuzhang City, the provincial capital, would have to show respect and give 70% face to such a powerful person who can fly and hide underground.

Two streams of light were flying, and several sword energies flew out in the fierce battle. With one sword, a hundred-meter-high mountain was cut in half, and another sword cut out a gully hundreds of meters long. The power was truly amazing.

Finally, the two streaks of light from the fierce battle landed near Wang Xuan, making him scream in his heart, "What bad luck!" Did he run out of luck? Or did he bring this upon himself? If he had known, he should not have come to Meiling.

"The great road competition values ​​opportunity, but who doesn't want opportunity? You, Chen, should just die!"

With a loud shout, a sword light cut through the sky, and suddenly golden light splashed everywhere, dozens of fragments flew down, and at the same time a blood mist dissipated with the wind.

Another voice was heard, and it was a few loud laughs: "What a young man! He is able to break all laws with one sword. The reputation of Tianjian Mountain is indeed well-deserved!"

The voice became weaker and weaker, and a head fell from midair. Wang Xuan's heart skipped a beat. It was the young swordsman and the owner of the hall! The owner of the hall was defeated? !

Wang Xuan was terrified and slowly shrank into the cave. There were many shelters at the entrance of the cave, but Wang Xuan did not feel safe at all and hid deep into the cave.

With quick waves of his hands, the mud at the corner blocked the entrance of the cave, forming a small enclosed space, and Wang Xuan hid inside it.

Legend has it that the immortals on land can see everything around them clearly with a sweep of their spiritual consciousness, but it is difficult to penetrate solid objects, especially soil, as their spiritual consciousness will be weakened and blocked.

After doing all this, a minute later, Wang Xuan felt the ground shaking, and the cave collapsed directly. A heavy pressure fell down, almost making him vomit blood.

But Wang Xuan still did not move. He was enduring. The Infinite Life Energy was running in his body, and his whole body's metabolism was slowing down. He endured the pain by relying on the breath in his chest and the vitality of the Infinite Life Energy.

It was not until a few minutes later that Wang Xuan arched his body to make a little space for his right hand, and then he kept punching to create more space for his body to move.

Not long after, Wang Xuan emerged from the soil more than one meter deep. If he had not been born with supernatural powers, even if he had worked hard in the physical training stage and was still strong enough to lift a tripod, he would have died here.

But before he could experience the joy of escaping death, Wang Xuan saw a huge palm print on the ground within a radius of one kilometer, as if a giant supporting the sky had slapped the ground here.

With such lethality, he, a person at the low level of body refining, actually managed to escape with his life! What a great fortune.

"What bad luck!"

If two powerful land immortals fight, even if ten thousand of them go up, they will just die. Just look at this doomsday-like ruins and you will know.

Thinking of the museum owner, Wang Xuan searched everywhere, but there was no trace at all, which made him very disappointed. He thought that this huge palm print was meant to destroy the clues.

The owner of the museum was nowhere to be found, and neither his body was found. Wang Xuan knew that this was not a place to stay for long. The Federation and some big forces would soon come and eliminate his traces, so he quickly left with a sniper rifle.

The accelerator in his mind kept reminding him that there was an energy source nearby that could be collected. Wang Xuan hesitated again and again, even though he knew the risk was huge, he still couldn't resist the desire.

Wang Xuan ran more than a thousand meters towards the place with the strongest energy induction. On the way, he collected a piece of debris the size of a fingernail. As soon as Wang Xuan's finger touched it, the accelerator prompted that it was absorbing the source point and asked him to wait patiently.

After walking out of the area where the palm print was found, a piece of armor fragment that was shot here was found. The armor fragment was the size of a washbasin, much larger than the previous fragment.

As soon as it made contact, a large amount of source power continued to surge in, and the numbers on the accelerator board jumped rapidly, with hundreds of source points added with every breath.

A minute later, Wang Xuan noticed someone approaching and left quickly, throwing away large pieces of armor fragments. He headed for the city without looking back. It was not until he saw the crowded crowd that he felt a little safe.

Only at this moment did he become extremely upset. The owner of the Xianwu Battle Hall whom he knew had died in the battle with the young swordsman from Tianjian Mountain today!
This is a very serious matter and will definitely cause a major earthquake. Xianwu Mountain will never let it go.

Wang Xuan knew his own weight. His life was not even enough to be crushed to death by a finger of someone else, so he could not participate at all.

But could he pretend to be deaf and dumb? The owner of the museum saved his life. If he hid like a quail and pretended to know nothing, what kind of man would he be?
After thinking for a while, Wang Xuan picked up his personal terminal and sent a message to his senior brother Chen Qingniu, who replied immediately.

"Meet at a teahouse near you in three minutes!"

(End of this chapter)