Naming Technique of the Night

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10:00 PM.

The dense night had completely enveloped Taboo Land, and the already somber Human Prohibited Area seemed even more terrifying and eerie.

Qing Huai limped as he ran, his arm had been rendered useless, and one of his legs was severely injured.

A wound on his thigh continually bled, but fortunately, as a C-Class Expert, his self-healing abilities were strong enough to barely hold on.
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There was still a sliver of hope left in Qing Huai's heart.

Though he had lied to the Autumn Hunting Team previously, one statement was true: according to the tactical map, they could indeed exit Taboo Land if they continued north for five more hours.

Moreover, that was the estimated walking speed.

Logically speaking, if he were to sprint north at full speed, he should have already escaped.

Qing Huai calculated the time, by now, the troops from the Federal Second Group Army sent to rendezvous should have already reached the outskirts of Taboo Land.

That field camp was led by his own uncle, so there shouldn't be any slip-ups.

But something had indeed gone wrong with him.

Qing Huai kept dodging the strange plants within Taboo Land, and most frustratingly, there were even monkeys in the tree canopies occasionally throwing fruits at him.

Those little creatures were surprisingly strong, and a careless hit by a fruit could cause him to lose balance.

Qing Huai thought to himself that the brash young man who could wield the Autumn Leaf Knife and knew so many rules of the Number 002 Taboo Land was undoubtedly a Knight.

The legend stated that Number 002 Taboo Land was the Knight's home ground, so the fact that he had been running for so long without escaping—could it be because this terrifying and huge existence didn't want him to leave?!

As he became more and more terrified, the young man appeared again, still walking alongside him, "You are not your mother's biological child."

"Your wife is cheating on you… I think I've said that before, let me change it, your grandpa is cheating on men."

Qing Huai: "???"

He almost spat out a mouthful of blood right there. Are you ever going to stop?

However, a second later, something even more horrifying happened—the young man who had just been promoted to a Knight and could wield the Autumn Leaf Knife suddenly pulled out a thick stack of leaves from his pocket.

So, when you disappeared just now, were you off collecting leaves?

But… there's no need to collect so many, right?!

Even if the other party's strength is weak and the Autumn Leaf Knife isn't very lethal, it's a problem if there are too many of them!

That stack of leaves, at the very least, numbered over a hundred!

Qing Chen, running beside him, suddenly pulled out a leaf, flicked his wrist lightly and threw it.

Qing Huai instinctively dodged, but he quickly realized that the leaf that had just been thrown hadn't been transformed into a knife at all and floated in the air powerlessly, as if he was throwing funeral paper money at him!

Qing Huai scowled. You throw an Autumn Leaf Knife, and that's fine, but what's the deal with trying to scare people?

In fact, Qing Chen, who had just been promoted to Knight, could only throw four or five Autumn Leaf Knives in an hour, and considering the gap in their strength, even if all five hit, they wouldn't kill him.

Moreover, making all five hit accurately was incredibly difficult.

Although Qing Huai's injuries were getting more serious, a C-Class was still a C-Class.

So, the best strategy was to mix feints with real attacks to maximize impact at the smallest cost.

Every so often, Qing Chen would throw a leaf, each flying straight for a second before veering oddly off course the next.

And Qing Huai couldn't avoid it!

Avoiding it would slow down his progress!

At that moment, this elite of Qing's Family was so frustrated that his head and eyes hurt. Having gone through great lengths to defy the rules and run, but on the way, someone kept throwing "funeral paper money" at him!

And after throwing more than twenty leaves without a single real Autumn Leaf Knife, his speed was getting slower due to dodging the trajectory of the Autumn Leaf Knife, while the dark clouds from behind threatened to engulf him!

This was just infuriating.

The next moment, Qing Huai caught a glimpse of the young man flicking his wrist again, but this time he didn't dodge because the dark clouds behind were too close; he couldn't afford to dodge anymore!

With a hiss.

The Autumn Leaf Knife had dug into his waist.

This time, it was the real Autumn Leaf Knife.

"Hiss!" Qing Huai suddenly inhaled sharply, and his entire body tensed up.

It hurt too much!

The muscles in the waist are the hardest to train, especially the lower back; he wanted to clamp the Autumn Leaf Knife with his muscles, but it was impossible!

Fortunately, his C-Class physique was indeed strong, and the Autumn Leaf Knife had penetrated only about a centimeter.

But Qing Huai knew that the young man's goal was not to kill him with the Autumn Leaf Knife but to slow down his pace!

His willpower was not strong enough to maintain his composure after being stabbed, and as his body instinctively tensed, that swarm of black clouds had already flown over his head, diving down!

As time passed, the number of poison insects following Qing Huai increased. Initially, the black cloud was just a small cluster, but now it looked like a massive thunderstorm cloud, extremely terrifying.

Qing Huai heard the buzzing sound behind him getting closer, and his scalp numbed; he felt that he might have attracted all the poison insects on the edge of Taboo Land!

He suddenly bent over, and the muscles in his thighs, calves, and feet burned and roared like a machine!

This was the last potential of a C-Class Expert from head to toe!

He could even feel the fat on his body, which was already not much, trembling and then converting into fuel for his body!

He leapt forward!

Qing Huai shot forward like an arrow released from its string, quickly escaping from the diving range of the swarm of insects.

However.

Qing Chen had been waiting for this moment.

In the woods, Qing Chen remained calm and composed, like a serene lake with clear water reaching the bottom in his eyes.

Just as Qing Huai's leap was about to lose its momentum.

Qing Chen flung dozens of fallen leaves into the air with his left hand, which seemed to be seeing Qing Huai off and also blocked Qing Huai's line of sight towards him.

In the blink of an eye, his right hand, previously held behind his back, suddenly exerted force, successively throwing three Autumn Leaf Knives!

They flew like thunderbolts!

In Qing Huai's field of vision, through the gaps between the colorful falling leaves, three Autumn Leaf Knives interlaced and shot towards him, targeting three vital areas on his body.

Heart, spleen, chest!

In mid-air, Qing Huai twisted his waist and torso, turning his back. He planned to block the Autumn Leaf Knives again with his wide muscular back.

But just as he turned his back to Qing Chen, Qing Chen plucked another leaf from his half-length hair and shot it toward Qing Huai's neck artery!

Qing Chen was aiming for this outcome.

Mother Ye had said that if external factors were not considered, then the neck artery was one of the most vulnerable spots on a person: it was exposed to the air and only protected by a thin layer of skin.

Once pierced, within a few seconds, brain function would dry up due to a lack of oxygen.

Enemies usually protect that area subconsciously, but if one day you became stronger, you could learn to make your opponent expose their vitals right in front of you.

Time seemed to slow down.

No, time couldn't actually slow down.

But just as Qing Chen threw the Autumn Leaf Knives, the swarm of insects that had been chasing Qing Huai suddenly stopped and slowly dispersed.

It was as if there was no need to see whether the Autumn Leaf Knife hit; the terrifying and vast presence of Taboo Land already knew the outcome.

The offender of the rules will die, there was no need to chase any further.

The pupils in Qing Chen's eyes narrowed into vertical slits like those of a beast.

In his eyes, there was only the trajectory of the Autumn Leaf Knife, as if the leaf that cut through the air had left a clear path.

And it left a fine line of blood on Qing Huai's neck.