Doomsday: Gain experience by hunting

In his skill list, the mastery-level [Flying Stone (1999/3000)] hadn't been intentionally practiced by Tang Wen for several days.

The mastery level was sufficient for hitting rabbits, chickens, and injuring people.

The 1999 experience points for Flying Stone were naturally gained while hunting birds.

[Flying Knife Technique, Adept (901/1000)] was a skill he had been diligently practicing lately, always keeping a flying knife in hand while hunting in the forest.

[Wind-Breaking Saber, Beginner (451/500)], he practiced daily with the blacksmith, Li Daniu.

But what he valued most was [Eight Vajra Divine Skill, Beginner (967/1000)]. This genuine Taoist skill could simultaneously increase physical fitness and mental strength! It was practically a divine skill!

The next day, Tang Wen still didn't go out hunting.

He woke up early and immediately began practicing the "Eight Vajra Divine Skill" in his room, immersing himself in it. He practiced several rounds in one go, pushing the experience to—Beginner (997/1000), a point where he could break through at any moment.

As for when to break through, he wanted to wait, waiting until he hunted more prey in the next few days and had a more sufficient supply of meat before making the breakthrough.

After finishing the Vajra Divine Skill, he went to the blacksmith's house and practiced his saber techniques repeatedly until he broke through the current saber skill level.

[Wind-Breaking Saber, Beginner → Adept (3/1000)]

After upgrading the skill, Tang Wen rested for a moment and then practiced the Wind-Breaking Saber technique again.

With the saber in his hand, he felt a strange sense of familiarity and intimacy. The saber in his hand was like an extension of his arm, able to strike wherever he pointed, effortlessly and powerfully!

Li Daniu's family stood on the steps, watching.

"Brother Tang is amazing!" Li Daniu's wife and the maid, facing the saber's momentum directly, couldn't help but feel frightened despite standing far away.

Li Daniu didn't speak, but he was extremely shocked in his heart: Little Tang has been practicing the saber for less than a month, right? I was a guard for three years and have been practicing the saber for more than five years, and my saber technique seems to be only at his current level…

Could this be talent?

After finishing a set of saber techniques, Tang Wen suddenly felt an indescribable sense of exhilaration!

That kind of pleasure was as refreshing as drinking a can of ice-cold Coca-Cola on a sweltering summer day.

Li Daniu's eyes were complex: "Brother! This old brother has nothing more to teach you."

Tang Wen smiled: "How could that be? This is all just a show, with no practical combat experience. I'm far behind Brother Li."

……

In the morning, he went to the market to buy square bricks and sand, and then used two pounds of millet to hire two workers. They busily worked all morning to build a stove and two wide heated brick beds in the new house.

In the afternoon, he practiced flying knives.

In the courtyard, the siblings stood apart.

Swish, Tang Tang suddenly threw out a piece of wood.

Thwack! Tang Wen hit it with a knife.

"Hehe, interesting." The young lady became interested in this "game," taking pleasure in making her younger brother fail, deliberately throwing wooden blocks and chips at various tricky angles.

By chance, after half a day, the experience of the Flying Knife Technique increased rapidly.

[Flying Knife Technique, Adept (991/1000)]

"I'm exhausted, I'm not practicing anymore, I'm going to rest and cook." Tang Tang hung her hands down, walking towards the room dejectedly like a zombie from Plants vs. Zombies.

Only 9 experience points were left to break through, but the young lady was too tired to continue.

Ordinary practice would not work.

Tang Wen shrugged and simply went to help his sister cook dinner.

After dinner, he continued to practice the Wind-Breaking Saber, the saber light shimmering under the moonlight.

From morning to night, except for eating and resting, Tang Wen spent almost all his time cultivating.

The next day, deep in the wilderness forest.

Tang Wen took out a linen bag from his arms, which contained roasted potatoes and sweet potatoes, with a fragrant aroma. But he didn't take them out to eat. Instead, he extravagantly broke the sweet potatoes into small pieces and scattered them carefully on the ground.

Scattering some here and some there, without being stingy, until he scattered a whole sweet potato.

If scavengers saw this behavior, they would probably come over and lick the ground.

Thump, thump, thump…

Tang Wen hid and practiced flying knives.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck…"

The familiar sound of wild chickens rang out.

Tang Wen quietly put away the flying knife and saw a pair of wild chickens landing on the ground covered with sweet potatoes, eating happily.

Swish, swish, swish, swish!

Without even aiming, he launched a series of flying stones.

Two wild chickens were knocked to the ground, convulsing.

Tang Wen picked them up, walked away to the downwind direction, skillfully dug a pit to bleed them, and put the cleaned wild chickens into the back basket.

"Hum, hum, hum, hum…"

What's that noise?

He gently put down the back basket, grabbed the flying knife, and approached the woods covered with sweet potatoes.

"Snort, snort."

A half-grown black pig was happily rooting in the ground, wagging its tail as it ate.

Wild pig!

My roasted sweet potato is really effective. This wild pig must have at least a hundred pounds of meat?

Tang Wen tightly held the flying knife in his right hand, preparing to strike, but released it the next second.

No, I can't be reckless. Wild pigs have thick skin and flesh. One flying knife will definitely not kill it.

And it runs fast. What if there's no time to follow up?

Wouldn't it take the flying knife away?

But no matter what, the wild pig will definitely escape if it is injured.

Tang Wen didn't think his two legs could outrun its four legs.

Um, unless, I make it charge at me!

This is a bit risky. Hunters always say, "First bear, second pig, third tiger."

Wild pigs are not harmless animals. The boar in front of him, with its tusks, will definitely injure people if it charges!

So, I have to kill it, but I can't do it recklessly.

After thinking about it, Tang Wen crouched down and hid behind a big tree. He took out several pebbles and threw them directly in three different directions in front of him.

Bang, bang, bang!

The pebbles hit the trees, making loud noises.

Snort, snort!

The wild pig was startled and didn't know what was in front of it! It turned its head and charged towards Tang Wen's direction behind it!

That's exactly the effect I wanted!

Pfft!

The flying knife plunged straight into the wild pig's left eye! Blood spurted out.

A hit.

"Awoo, awoo, awoo!"

The wild pig didn't fall down, roaring and charging towards Tang Wen again.

Pfft!

Another knife, blood splattered everywhere.

The wild pig's right eye was also blinded.

[Skill: Flying Knife Technique, Adept → Mastery (1/3000)]

"Awoo!"

Bang!

The charging wild pig crashed into the tree in front of Tang Wen. The big tree shook slightly, and the wild pig's four hooves went limp, falling to the ground.

Tang Wen knew it wasn't dead. He grabbed the long saber, went around it in two steps, and slashed at the wild pig's neck!

Fresh blood sprayed like a fountain, falling on the ground, dyeing it a mottled red. The wild pig twitched a few times and quickly stopped moving.

A great harvest!

After the pig blood drained, Tang Wen lifted the pig's ears and struggled to stuff it into the big back basket.

The back basket was more than a meter high, but it was difficult to fit a half-grown wild pig.

After finally stuffing it in, most of the pig's head was still exposed.

He could only tie some branches with rope to cover the pig's head to prevent others from seeing it.

"Lift!"

Tang Wen suddenly carried the back basket, but his feet faltered and he almost fell.

"This wild pig must weigh more than a hundred pounds!"

He walked heavily towards the camp, resting for a while on the way, and finally appeared at the camp gate, panting, before noon.

People were coming and going on the road. Seeing Tang Wen returning so early, some shook their heads and discussed: "Whose child is this, only carrying back so few branches?"

"These are all thin firewood, thin firewood doesn't burn well, wood is better when it's thick."

"Unlucky child, can't even gather firewood!"

"……"

Tang Wen ignored them and buried his head in walking.

Bang, bang, bang, a burst of knocking on the door.

"Who is it?" Tang Tang's wary voice came.

"It's me, sister."

"Aren't you coming back at noon?" Tang Tang, who was washing clothes, shook her hands and opened the latch.

Tang Wen walked into the yard, bending over.

Tang Tang stretched her head to look outside the door, turned around, closed the door, and reached out to hold her brother's back basket.

"Be careful, it's heavy!"

"Whoa!" Tang Tang was startled, subconsciously lowering her voice: "What is it, so heavy?"

"Wild pig."

"Ah?" Unfastening the rope, seeing the pig's head, the young lady couldn't help but widen her eyes.

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