Splitting Halves?

Look, that guy, the other student spotted Bobby, who is chasing the tiger. Brady looked at Bobby's back and murmured, "What a high level of footwork. His speed is no slower than mine when I go full out, and his archery skills are not bad either." "He's just a guy who fires arrows. He better not let us catch up, or else," another boy who was just behind Brady said coldly. His words were immediately agreed upon by the others. "You are right. That kid let us be bait and fired his own arrows while hiding."

"Guys, that person saved our lives," R shook his head in disagreement. Just at this moment, a few kilometers out, the last roar of the golden-headed tiger was heard. The expressions of the group of students changed. Without even thinking about it, they knew that the tiger must have died.

Bobby leaned against a tree and took heavy breaths. Down below, the five-meter-long tiger had a few arrows stuck in its forehead. Not long ago, the tiger was a ferocious being. Now, however, it had no life left. Bobby, on instinct, tried to take out another arrow but then realized that there were none left. He floated towards the corpse and went into deep thought, his left eye locked in on the other students who were now around three kilometers out. Bobby stood still and did not move to touch the corpse. It wasn't that he didn't want to, it was just a bit hard for him to do so. The tiger's body weighed around three tons and was hard to move. Also, the tiger's skin was tough to cut.

Soon enough, the five other students arrived. "Kid, move away. This is ours," one of the students at the front arrogantly shouted. He was wary of Bobby's strength at first, but when he saw that Bobby was an orange belt, he lowered his guard. Although they had lost one person and Brady was exhausted, they still had two orange belts and one green belt.

Bobby stood his ground and mockingly looked at them, all while being cautious of Brady. "Boys, listen, he saved our lives. He has a right to the tiger as well. We can discuss how to split the tiger," Brady said slowly as he arrived. Bobby looked at him approvingly. "Just what I thought. The tiger's corpse is this big, and I do not have the tools to cut it or the strength to carry it away." Brady had put a lot of power into killing this tiger. They had also lost one person. Although the group was somewhat unwilling, they still agreed.

Soon they started discussing how to split the tiger. "Two eight? We will take eight halves," one boy said with an iron tone. "20% is already too much for this kid," someone said from the back with a look of disdain on his face. "20%?" Bobby laughed immediately. "Kid, what are you laughing at?" "I want to hear how much you want to take. Two eight, I get eight, you get two," Bobby shot back. At first, he wanted to split it 50-50, but he did not think that the others would have such an attitude.

"Don't be arrogant, I'll see how strong you are," one boy laughed and pulled out a sword. "Stop!" Brady tried to stop him, but it was too late. "Small tricks," Bobby didn't retreat but instead moved forward. "What speed!" Everyone, including Brady, only saw Bobby turn into a blur. "Not good." The illusion wind afterimage missed, and Bobby was closing in on him at an insane speed. "Angry Dragon Sky Force!" Bobby put all his strength into his fist the moment he merged Angry Dragon Fist and Air Pushing Breathing techniques together, his power more than doubled. "What strength?" the third-rer said, as it felt as if a volcano was erupting. Bobby's strength almost surpassed the strength of all the others.

There a loud explosion sounded as Jung and Bobby clashed. The boy spit blood as he was hit by the first punch. The second punch, Bang! His Silver sword was sent flying. The third punch, his whole body flew out and left an imprint of him on the tree. "What power? So strong!" some shouted, dazed and confused as they all witnessed the immense power of Bobby Brown. The fight was over in a matter of seconds. "Brady, who wasn't far away, asked, "May I know your name?" "Bobby," Bobby said as he casually took back his fist.

"Kid, you were just lucky this time. I've been fighting the tiger, and I'm exhausted. Next time you won't have such luck," the boy on the floor said. Bobby gave off a faint smile. Although he was indeed injured, Bobby believed that he could still beat him at his peak. The only one he was wary of was Brady. Brady's strength had almost reached the fourth rank when he used all of his strength. It could even damage the golden-headed tiger, not to mention other orange belts. "Guys, he's not our enemy. Don't you all think that we already lost enough face?" Brady slowly turned towards Bobby. Bobby's heart jumped. Did Brady already recover?

Of course, if Brady did not have 60% of his strength, then Bobby wasn't afraid of him. After being in such a state, it was obvious that Brady had yet to fully recover. "Your Fist has almost reached the peak level. Your footwork is incredible. Next time I would like to spar with you," Brady looked Bobby in the eye, his tone full of praise. "Sure, we will spar next time." Although Bobby was wary of him, it did not mean that he was scared. Brady's strength was at least on par with and who was one of the highly ranked third students of the orange belt level. If Bobby could beat them, then he would have the ability to fight Brady.

Soon they finished discussing how to split the rewards. "Six four, me six, you guys four," Bobby said. "Okay," Brady was the one that answered as the others did not have the courage to respond, wary of Bobby's strength. Bobby nodded to himself. Giving 40% away was like shooting two birds with one arrow. First, he did not have any tool to cut or move the corpse, so he just let the others do the work. Secondly, he did not want to make too many enemies before he had enough strength. Imagine if he took it all for himself. Would that not cause the eyes of the others to go red?

The tiger was dissected. One hour later, Bobby took the most expensive parts and left all of the meat to the Jin disciples. After confirming that he took 60%, he quickly left. "That kid looks special; he's no normal student," Brady said, as his eyes followed Bobby leaving.