Chapter 112: The Forest of Magical Beasts

Chapter 112: The Forest of Magical Beasts

Lin Xing had been in the Forest of Magical Beasts for three days. During these three days, he hadn't been moving very quickly. Firstly, because he was unfamiliar with everything here, and secondly, because he was deeply curious about it all. Here, Lin Xing encountered all sorts of strange animals. Although they were all low-level magical beasts, it was a real eye-opener for him.

These were completely different species from those in that other world. The weirdest part was that these magical beasts could actually use magic, which intrigued Lin Xing the most.

The Forest of Magical Beasts was actually a vast mountain range. Although the edge areas were large, the interior stretched on and on, immeasurably larger than the outer edges.

In three days, even though Lin Xing's speed was relatively slow, for the entire forest, it was like he'd barely taken a single step.

In the first few days, because Lin Xing did not take hidden routes, he frequently encountered teams entering to seek treasure—that is, to hunt for magical beast cores—but without fail, they were always in a group!

Seeing Lin Xing enter alone, they were first surprised, then very enthusiastically invited him to join. After all, the strength of a Sword Master that Lin Xing currently displayed was quite decent.

For these enthusiastic teams, Lin Xing generally turned them down politely. If he'd wanted a team, he would've put one together before coming in; there was no need to join only after arriving here.

However, for the clearly shady ones, Lin Xing coldly refused and then steered clear of them to continue on his way.

Better safe than sorry. Lin Xing was well aware of this, so he would not team up with people he couldn't trust. If they turned on him in the forest, he might lose his life.

In the following days, Lin Xing chose to proceed along some hidden, less-traveled paths. After all, frequently encountering people was also troublesome, wasn't doing him any good, and meant constantly refusing their invitations.

While roasting an unnamed magical beast he had just hunted on a flat piece of ground, Lin Xing suddenly heard a jumble of footsteps approaching from the distance. Since they were behind him, Lin Xing didn't turn to look. Sometimes, a single look was all it took to get yourself killed.

However, suddenly, that group of people stopped moving and hid right where they were.

"Boss, that kid up ahead is the guy who refused to join us a few days ago, right? He looks loaded. This time..." The speaker made a slashing motion.

The boss nodded. "We spared his life a few days ago. Now, we don't mind killing a few more. The bunch we killed yesterday were dirt poor. We thought they had cores or something, but who knew they had nothing. Let's hope this guy doesn't disappoint us," the boss said viciously. The scar on his face looked even more ferocious.

"Let's surround him first!" So, this group of people began to encircle Lin Xing, who remained completely unaware.

Lin Xing smirked coldly. It seemed he had encountered those bandits who specialized in hunting people in the Forest of Magical Beasts. There was never a shortage of such people. While hunting magical beasts, they also targeted teams.

Because hunting a team significantly reduced the danger, and they could get a lot more cores than from taking down a single mid-tier or high-tier magical beast.

In the Forest of Magical Beasts, there were always people who ended up battered and bloody from battles with mid or high-tier beasts. These people were easy pickings for those bandits! Usually, these bandits succeeded in their ambushes! However, there were also failures that led to the whole gang getting wiped out.

Today was the day this bandit gang met its end!

Lin Xing tore off a leg of the now-roasted unnamed magical beast and slowly chewed it. The smell wafting through the clearing made the bandits drool.

Lin Xing paid no attention to these bandits. He'd had his eye on these shady characters for a few days. However, Lin Xing hadn't killed them. After all, this was also a way of life for them, and most importantly, they hadn't crossed Lin Xing!

The bandit leader, Scarface, jerked his head. Instantly, the bandits surrounding Lin Xing—over a dozen of them—all rushed out, completely encircling him.

But Lin Xing kept on eating as if nothing was happening.

Seeing this, Scarface couldn't help but see red. "Kid! Hand over everything on you, and we'll let you go!" But Lin Xing seemed not to hear, not even glancing at them.

The fury in Scarface's eyes burned even more fiercely. "You dare ignore me?!" Scarface waved his hand, about to give the order to attack.

Suddenly, Lin Xing stood up, threw down the bone in his hand, stretched lazily, and said in a languid tone, "All full. Now for a little exercise." After saying this, he glanced at Scarface.

Meeting Lin Xing's icy gaze, Scarface's heart couldn't help but tremble. Fear shot through him, and a bead of cold sweat trickled down his face.

To conceal the fear in his heart, Scarface let out a loud shout, raised his sword, and charged. At the same time, the others, seeing Scarface charge, also shouted and rushed toward Lin Xing to attack.

Lin Xing gave a cold smile, easily dodging a sword slash aimed at him. With a backhanded palm, he struck one person on the back. The sound of crunching bone—the kind that sets your own teeth on edge—echoed. A scream followed as the person struck by Lin Xing bled from all seven orifices and slowly fell down, dead on the spot!

With a *whoosh*, Lin Xing's right leg swept out at another bandit. With a *thud*, this person was violently kicked flying, dead before he even hit the ground.

Taking a light step forward, Lin Xing arrived in front of another bandit. His right hand, faster than lightning, grabbed this person's wrist. With a forceful squeeze, a sickening *crack* of breaking bone was heard—he had crushed the person's wrist. Then, seizing the weapon from the person's hand, he swung it backhanded. Before the man could even cry out, Lin Xing had severed his neck.

By this time, Scarface had just reached Lin Xing's back. With a 'hiyah!', he brought his sword down at Lin Xing. Blue Battle Qi actually emanated from the strike!

"A Great Sword Master?" Lin Xing gave a cold smile. "No wonder you've got the guts to rob people here." He spun, killing another bandit with a slash, and closed in on Scarface's back.

Lightly raising his right hand, Lin Xing threw a punch that whistled with wind and thunder, smashing it fiercely toward Scarface's back!