Feng Zhong lightened his footsteps, adopting the same strategy as Chen Wen—an ambush.
However, compared to Chen Wen, who moved with agility and the aid of cover.
Feng Zhong's ambush was somewhat clumsy.
When he was about twenty meters from Ivan, Ivan sensed something was amiss.
As an excellent Hunter Guide, Ivan's sight and hearing were far superior to the average person.
He stood up with his bow and arrow, looking around suspiciously.
Feng Zhong tried to remain hidden, but Ivan had already spotted him.
Their eyes met, match complete!
Feng Zhong, like a tiger released from its cage, charged out from the bushes, intending to eliminate Ivan directly.
Ivan didn't run.
He stashed away his bow and arrow with a backhand, taking out an axe: "Keep your distance! Or I won't hold back!"
A longer reach means greater strength!
Holding the long spear, Feng Zhong was fearless, thrusting it directly with the tail end of the spear.
This time's rules didn't allow for bloodshed.
