C37 The Chasing from the Martial King

Zhang Xiaoyu didn't know that a hunting plan with him as its target had already been born. Even if Zhang Xiaoyu knew that based on his personality, he wouldn't be afraid. At most, he would just find it troublesome. His short life in a foreign world had unknowingly changed his personality. He no longer feared or worried about his life like in his previous life. He was gentle, yet cold and cold-blooded. Of course, the current him was more suitable to live in this world.

There were three towns within the mountain of disorder. Nearby the southern region of the desert, there was the Town of safety, and the one that ruled this town was a raging wind Hunters' Group with more than 300 people under it. The leader's name was Sark, and he was a rank 3 Grand Martial Master, so he could be considered a famous person within the mountain of disorder.

In order to guarantee his own wealth, in order to protect his own, the Town would refuse to kill. The person who finds them will be hunted down by the Whole Gale Hunters' Group, and they will be killed in public. In the eyes of everyone, Town was definitely the safest place in this chaotic mountain range.

Allowing the Fire-spitting Lizard to freely move about in the concealed area outside of the town, Zhang Xiaoyu entered the peaceful Town, which was bustling with some noises in the restaurant.

"Come, drink!"

"There really is money coming from the chaotic mountain range. I have worked so hard outside for only a few taels of silver a day, but here it is at least ten taels a day."

"Don't think about it, we can only hunt a few Dire Beast in the desert, and the herbs we pick in the mountains are worth a lot, so naturally we can't compete with them."

"It's good, but it's too dangerous. Not only do we have to deal with high level Dire Beast, there are also other people attacking us from all sides. Our days are not going to be good!"

"Didn't you come here to earn money? If you're afraid of death, then you won't come. After this year passes, you'll still have a few thousand silver taels on you, and you won't be able to live a good life."

"..."

At the restaurant's window seat, Zhang Xiaoyu smiled. Although the chaotic mountain range was very chaotic, making money really was very fast, and of course, it was also very expensive. An ordinary pot of strong wine cost two taels of silver, which was about ten times more than in the desert.

Zhang Xiaoyu started eating after ordering the dishes that cost close to ten silver taels.

Bada Bada Bada! The clear sounds of footsteps gradually grew louder and louder. A middle-aged man wearing white walked into the restaurant. He swept his sharp gaze around and immediately noticed the youth who was having lunch.

Without any warning, an incomparably majestic elemental energy pressure enveloped the entire space of the restaurant. Everyone felt their breathing become ragged, and their minds were filled with fear.

"This is the aura of elemental energy that only Martial King rank experts possess!" Some of the hunters who had experienced a lot in the past few days were scared out of their wits and said with difficulty.

A strong sense of danger gushed out from his heart as Zhang Xiaoyu circulated his elemental energy uncontrollably, almost bursting out of his chest. Finally, under Zhang Xiaoyu's suppression, his elemental energy gradually stabilized.

"You're Zhang Xiaoyu!" The middle-aged man in white said coldly.

Zhang Xiaoyu raised his head and looked at the other person, "I am."

"You killed the young master." His condescending attitude and overbearing aura gave off an unfathomable and terrifying pressure to the white-clothed middle-aged man.

"Yes." Since the other party was a member of the Gong Yang family, then there was no point in explaining any further. The only thing they could do was to escape.

With a cruel and disdainful smile, the middle-aged man in white walked towards Zhang Xiaoyu step by step, "Then come with me." To a Martial King expert, killing or not killing was only a matter of raising his hand.

"Who dares to cause trouble in Peace Town, this is Captain Sark …" More than a dozen hunters rushed in through the door, and the leader of them shouted.

The middle-aged man's eyes turned cold as he waved his right hand.

An intense wave of yellow energy rippled out from the man. Before the hunters could take a good look at him, his body had split into pieces and was sent flying out of the restaurant. The strength of Martial King was already enough to kill enemies on a large area, which was something that Grand Martial Master did not have.

It was at this moment that Zhang Xiaoyu kicked the ground while the middle-aged man was distracted. His body shot out of the window at a speed as fast as the wind.

"You're courting death!" The middle-aged man's face was ashen. He raised his left hand and struck towards Zhang Xiaoyu Shang's figure in the air.

An earthen yellow light radiated out as a blurry giant palm tore through the air, pressing towards Zhang Xiaoyu.

At this moment of life and death, Zhang Xiaoyu's hands suddenly turned black as they met the gigantic palm.

Bam, Zhang Xiaoyu vomited out a few mouthfuls of blood. His face was extremely pale. Feeling the strong wind on both sides, he quickly knocked down a building's wall and disappeared from the man's sight.

The middle-aged man's speed was obviously not something Zhang Xiaoyu could match up to. With a light stomp of his feet, his body shot out of the window and struck a palm towards the collapsed wall.

Smoke and dust rose in all directions, and the already half-collapsed wall was split into pieces, scattering in all directions. The scattered shadows of people frantically escaped from within.

The white-clothed middle-aged man didn't give up on investigating Zhang Xiaoyu. He flew seven to eight meters up into the air, continuously launching terrifying attacks in the direction that Zhang Xiaoyu could have escaped to. At that moment, the safety Town was as though it had been bombarded by a few catapults, and it quickly extended into the distance.

"Captain …" A group of hunters gathered on the street. They were the town's ruler, the Gale Hunters' Group.

The leading middle-aged man's eyes were filled with rage and rationality. He waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about it." A Martial King expert was not someone they could afford to offend. If they angered him, his Violent Wind Hunters' Group would definitely be annihilated.

The middle-aged man in white was on the verge of going crazy. A Martial Master had actually escaped right under his nose. This caused his long cultivated dignity to suffer a serious blow, causing his attacks to become even more berserk.

The people who escaped from the buildings were shocked, but at the same time, they could not help but sigh at the destructive power of the Martial King experts. In a short span of time, dozens of buildings had been destroyed in the southern region of the safe Town and the streets were a mess as well.

"Who dares to offend a Martial King expert?! You're courting death!"

"Damn it, if I find him, I'll whip him to death, causing me to be almost dismembered."

"However, to be able to escape under the hands of Martial King, he does have some ability!"

Those who lived in Peace Town were the people who lived on the edge of a blade. Very soon, they came out of their panic and gathered together to discuss what had happened.

If he wanted to take back his life from the Martial King, directly escaping would be courting death. The Martial King capable of flying at a low altitude would allow him to fly twenty meters away in the blink of an eye, and that kind of speed was no different from a flying Dire Beast. Zhang Xiaoyu could only do the opposite and hide in the safest and most dangerous place.