Chapter 38: Isn't the New Year pig raised fat before being slaughtered?

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!!

The sound of arrows cutting through the air approached.

It was arrows!

In the darkness, they were nearly invisible, and the opponent was clearly lying in ambush for Li Ke.

Li Ke's magic spider sense now covered an area of nearly a hundred meters; this ability detected frequencies, not a Nen circle.

In other words, the surrounding flora and fauna operated at specific frequencies.

Any disturbance would alter these frequencies, and the places where frequency fluctuations occurred indicated the presence of others.

So even without developing a Nen circle, Li Ke could easily sense nearby individuals.

However, Ponzu' bees...

Clearly couldn't detect candidates who were well hidden.

In the dark, arrows were undetectable to the naked eye.

But in the magic spider sense, they were incredibly clear, like candle flames in the dark.

Amidst the rippling frequency waves, he could distinctly see their traces.

Li Ke slightly tilted his body and effortlessly dodged the arrows.

It seemed like a three-shot volley; not bad, huh?

Is it Baoku?

In the treetops.

The ambushing candidate was momentarily stunned; he hadn't expected his attack to be dodged so easily.

The opponent could actually see his ambush in the dark?

Realizing something was wrong, he prepared to retreat.

But suddenly, he heard a piercing sound of something cutting through the air behind him.

By the time he reacted, he was horrified to see a pitch-black spear coming straight at him.

Bang—

It was actually a stick used for roasting a pig, which instantly pierced through his chest.

It sent him flying, even impaling a giant tree behind him.

"This... is this guy even human!?"

In his final moments, a thought flashed through the candidate's mind.

Meanwhile, in the distance.

Li Ke remained expressionless.

A killer, one who constantly kills!

Since the opponent approached with malicious intent, and he was no saint himself.

Divine Power: Red!

The thrown pig-roasting stick easily killed the guy hidden in the bushes.

However.

The mosquitoes at night were truly numerous!

There always seemed to be some brainless individuals wanting to oppose him.

In another dark thicket.

A pair of snake-like eyes glowed ominously.

384 Hunter Greta!

Among all the candidates, he was the one with the richest experience in jungle survival.

He had even hunted many powerful magical beasts in the jungle.

His blowgun had a neurotoxin; just a scratch would cause instant paralysis and death.

At the moment Li Ke attacked,

Two black poisoned needles were silently blown out.

In the darkness, they left no trace.

The blowgun accurately struck Li Ke's neck!

"Got him!"

Greta's eyes lit up, unable to contain his excitement.

Back on the ship, he had long disliked Li Ke.

This guy was too arrogant, looking down on everyone.

He even blocked the ship and killed people!

He simply looked down on all of them, and today he would show him a thing or two.

In this jungle, only the experienced hunters would be the final victors.

Ding ding~~

A slight sound of steel clashing.

In the quiet night, it became exceptionally clear.

Greta was momentarily stunned.

Then his expression turned as if he had seen a ghost.

His blowgun was specially made; it could penetrate the hide of even the strongest magical beasts.

Let alone a human?

But right before him,

The blowgun had clearly struck Li Ke's neck, but... it had snapped!

There wasn't even a pinhole on the opponent's skin.

How is this possible?

How could a human's skin be tougher than a magical beast's?

Greta felt his head spinning.

Suddenly, he couldn't help but shiver; as an experienced hunter, his sixth sense warned him of an indescribable life-and-death crisis.

His face changed dramatically, and without hesitation, he chose to flee!

He had already decided never to deal with such a freak again; this guy was definitely not human!

But just as he prepared to leave, Greta was once again confused.

Because as soon as he turned around, he was shocked to see a familiar yet strange figure.

The figure was crouching right in front of him.

Why were they wearing the same clothes, shoes, and gloves as him?

Wait!

How did his blowgun end up in that person's hand?

That guy... how... how did he not have a head!?

Greta couldn't comprehend, but suddenly he saw his vision spinning.

In the last second, he seemed to realize.

That looked like... his own headless corpse?!

A fish-slicing knife appeared embedded in the large tree behind him, the blade cutting into the trunk, the handle still trembling.

"Ponzu! Get ready to clean up; bring over those two badges and wash the blood off them, or they'll stink by tomorrow. I'm going to sleep!"