On a low mountain next to the tribe's training ground, the trees were not thick, but they were dense. The branches were full of green leaves, and the surrounding shrubs and grasses grew fiercely. In this season, they changed almost every day.
On both sides of a stone path with sparse weeds that people usually walked on, some annual plants were already waist-high. In places further away, people would not be able to see them if they walked in.
Shao Xuan held a stone knife that was half an arm's length in his hand and walked on this seemingly ordinary stone path.
It had just rained yesterday, so the grass and leaves were all washed clean. The surroundings were filled with the faint fragrance of unknown flowers.
In the distance, there were bursts of roaring sounds coming from the few stone mountains. In comparison, the few short mountains here were much quieter, and there seemed to be no danger.
Shao Xuan held the stone knife tightly and looked serious. He did not dare to be careless at all.
Old Ke taught Shao Xuan how to set traps and set traps, but he only taught him for two days before changing the method.
According to Old Ke, if you want to catch a bear, you have to think like a bear. If you want to hunt a beast, you have to put yourself in the beast's shoes. If you want to set a better trap and pursue a set of ultimate killing moves, you have to personally experience the mysteries contained in it.
In the face of an area full of traps, if you can't see through them and guard against them, in a real hunting ground, you will definitely die.
Although Shao Xuan felt that this method was just asking for trouble, he still did what Old Ke asked him to do. Again and again, he tried to sense the killing moves that were hidden in the branches, in the cracks of rocks, and in the gaps between leaves, where it was hard for people to notice.
To put it simply, here, Shao Xuan himself was the prey.
Lifting his foot and walking on this stone path, his five fingers tightly holding the stone knife, Shao Xuan glanced ahead. His eyes focused, and he sped up.
Buzz!
It sounded like a thin beast's tendon vibrating.
Coming from the right side of the path, there were at least four positions!
Shao Xuan didn't stop at all. He continued to run and leaped high into the air. He swung his arm that was holding the saber and the saber's shadow flashed. Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of collision between the stone arrowheads and the stone saber. Two arrows were blocked by the stone saber while the other two were dodged by Shao Xuan. At the same time, Shao Xuan twisted his body slightly. His head, arms, and legs were either extended or folded in a very comical manner.
It was impossible to tell what Shao Xuan was going to do based on his posture, but almost at the same time, a few thorns from the other side of the path brushed past Shao Xuan's body. They were fired at the same time as the stone arrowheads, but the sound was softer. Due to the buzzing sound at the beginning, most people would reflexively defend that side of the path, ignoring the more stealthy assassination from the other side. If Shao Xuan didn't use his current posture and made a slight change, it was inevitable that he would be hit somewhere.
Tut! Tut! Tut!
The hard thorns shot into the tree trunk on the opposite side. In an instant, more than half of the thorns were buried in!
After dodging the first round of attacks, Shao Xuan didn't directly land on the ground. Instead, he grabbed a small branch that extended out from the tree. As if his body weight didn't exist, he nimbly flipped forward and jumped over a thicker branch that extended to the top of the path. He didn't touch a single leaf on the branch at all.
After landing, he immediately accelerated. Almost the moment he moved his foot, a finger-thick stone arrowhead was nailed to the place where his foot originally landed. Several times, the stone arrowhead brushed past Shao Xuan's foot and was nailed to the ground. However, Shao Xuan didn't seem to notice and continued to run.
Shao Xuan ran and jumped. His route wasn't in a straight line, and there was no pattern to it.
When he jumped again, he stepped on a nearby tree trunk and jumped again. Two consecutive jumps allowed him to dodge the arrowheads that flew back and forth in the air. With a flick of his wrist, five stones appeared between his fingers. He shot them toward several bushes in front of him. In the next moment, the places where the stones hit produced the cracking sound of wood breaking.
While falling, Shao Xuan reached out and grabbed the tip of a tree branch. He pulled his body to the side at a certain angle. Before landing, he twisted his waist and rolled on the ground to reduce some of the impact. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the arm-thick stone arrowhead that was already in front of him.
A grey-white blade flashed past.
Yang Guang didn't have a shiny stone blade under his hand. Instead, like a grey-white lightning bolt that suddenly appeared in the forest, he fiercely chopped down on the stone arrowhead!
There was no metallic luster, but anyone who saw the blade could feel the cold sharpness of the blade.
It had only been a few breaths of time since he had first stepped onto this path.
Shao Xuan stood up and looked back at the path. The path that used to only have some sparse weeds was now covered with stone arrowheads, wooden thorns, stone arrowheads, shaking stakes, and chopped stones.
Looking up at a place not far away, Shao Xuan asked, "How is it?"
"No." Old Ke sat on a stone and said expressionlessly.
Shao Xuan scratched his head, "I think so too."
Without Old Ke's reminder, Shao Xuan turned around and went back to get rid of all the traps along the way. Whether they had been set or not, he removed all of them. Otherwise, the people of the tribe would be in trouble. There were several pits on the ground, but they couldn't be seen.
Every day, Shao Xuan had to undergo this kind of training. Old Ke set up the traps, and then Shao Xuan would break through them.
This kind of masochistic training method might cause nervous breakdown for those with weak self-control. They would be too nervous and become neurotic, looking as if there were traps everywhere.
In fact, Shao Xuan had the same feeling for the first two days. At that time, even if he returned to the tribe, he would be nervous and have an allergic reaction at the slightest sound. But later, he got better.
Old Ke looked down at Shao Xuan, who was removing the traps and lassos, with a gratified expression. At first, he was worried that this kind of training method would have the opposite effect. He planned to train for five days before going to talk to Shao Xuan. But he didn't expect that before he even did anything, Shao Xuan had already adjusted.
In the beginning, he was covered in injuries. Then, he barely avoided all the lassos and traps. Then, he was able to occasionally cut off the links between some of the lassos. This series of changes only took him fifteen days!
This was far beyond Old Ke's expectations. But he was afraid that Shao Xuan would be too complacent and arrogant, so he kept a straight face and fiercely criticized him whenever he found a mistake.
After removing everything on the path, removing all the lassos that hadn't been triggered, and burying all the pits, Shao Xuan walked to Old Ke's side and sat down to rest, listening to Old Ke's comments.
In Old Ke's opinion, the worst way to deal with those traps was to resist them one by one. If you could avoid them, why not? Why waste so much energy to resist them?
Of course, according to Old Ke's opinion, when faced with a trap, experts would find the best entry point at the first moment and use the least amount of energy to break the series of traps. For a series of traps, finding the right entry point could directly cut off the links between the traps. Top experts, on the other hand, could use other people's traps as their own!
The so-called 'subduing an enemy without fighting' was similar to this. However, Shao Xuan was still far from being able to do that.
He couldn't see through the traps set on the path at a glance like Old Ke had said, and he couldn't cut off the links between the traps every time. Every day, after hearing Old Ke's criticisms, Shao Xuan felt that his learning progress was too slow.
If Old Ke knew what Shao Xuan was thinking, he would definitely spit on the ground. Other people might not be able to do what he did in 150 days, and he said that it was slow?!
Part of Old Ke's skills were also learned from the older generation. They focused on the art of setting traps. Some people were more conservative, while others were more sinister. However, they all had one thing in common. They would find the right person to teach them what they had learned in their lifetime, so that this skill could be passed down.
Old Ke looked up at the sky, his face filled with nostalgia. "Back then, I walked the same path as you, but I did better than you."
"You were really amazing back then." Shao Xuan didn't deliberately avoid the matter of Old Ke's leg. That would really hurt Old Ke's old self-esteem. Moreover, Old Ke had already let go of it and walked out of his injuries. Why should others sympathize with him? Old Ke didn't need it either.
"How long did it take you to become a top expert?" Shao Xuan asked curiously.
"No, I wasn't able to reach it even when I was at my peak."
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