Berserkers are similar to Giant Generals, and Iron Men are just Iron Guards. Their professional templates are similar, with only one or two abilities differing, but their effects are the same.
Whereas Wilderness Hunters are Hunters, with more exquisite archery skills.
"I’ll be responsible for ambushing the Wilderness Hunter."
Xia Qingyu said, holding a short sword in each hand.
His profession was an advanced form of Shadow Blade and Martial Artist known as "Shadow Warrior," possessing both stealth assassination and frontal combat capabilities, with quick speed, agile movement, and mastery over various Star Forces.
However, he hadn’t fully mastered all the abilities of the two professions, and the Shadow Warrior hadn’t fully taken form.
Before he entered, he put away Qing Hong in his pocket, not wanting to expose it in front of strangers.
But this battle didn’t require Qing Hong, nor did it require showing too much strength, it was already enough.
Misha’s body turned bronze, swinging her giant axe and charging at full strength towards her opponent.
At the same time, Xia Qingyu also entered the shadows.
Ji Xinghuo’s gaze locked onto the opposite Wilderness Hunter, and sure enough, the opponent once again threw a spear. He possessed a type of vision ability that could see through Shadow Escape, the spear aimed directly at the leaping Xia Qingyu in the shadow, anticipating Xia Qingyu’s direction of movement.
Xia Qingyu was prepared, just about to dodge the spear.
The flying spear was struck by an invisible arrow, immediately deflecting it and plunging into the ground.
Ji Xinghuo stood still, his hands moving fast as shadows, launching one invisible arrow after another. The first arrow helped Xia Qingyu out of his predicament, the second arrow flew into the sky.
The giant wolf spider had just jumped up when it was shot in the abdomen, screamed in pain, and plummeted down.
The third arrow targeted the Wilderness Hunter.
Just as he raised his second spear, an arrow shot through his wrist, instantly rendering him powerless; the spear slipped from his grip. Then another arrow, skimming past the charging Berserker, struck the Wilderness Hunter in the ankle, pinning his foot to the ground.
The Wilderness Hunter screamed in pain, those two arrows weren’t fatal, but they temporarily robbed him of his combat ability.
At this moment, Misha and the Berserker engaged in close combat.
The giant axe cleaved onto the large shield, producing a metallic clang. Both stepped back a few paces. The Berserker was about to charge again when an arrow came flying, hitting his knee with unerring precision, immediately bringing him to his knees.
Misha seized the opportunity, the giant axe hacking down several times, felling the Berserker to the ground.
Xia Qingyu tangled with the Iron Man. His speed was much faster than his opponent’s, his short swords leaving multiple wounds, but not seizing the chance for a one-hit victory.
As he contemplated his strategy, Misha came over to face the Iron Man head-on, and he circled to the back. His short sword pierced into the opponent’s metallically hard back, "Stabbing Radiance" bursting forth, the tip of the sword sinking deep, avoiding the heart and other vital points but still causing intense pain.
Misha knocked the Iron Man on the head with the flat of her axe, and with a ding, the Iron Man passed out.
The three of them won neatly and tidily.
With well-coordinated teamwork, not only were none of them injured, but the three Highlanders also only suffered minor injuries.
Suddenly, several teams in the viewing area cast surprised glances, sizing up Ji Xinghuo’s trio, now realizing they had misjudged them earlier.
He Yan’s face showed appreciation as he clapped vigorously with his hands.
He overlooked Misha and Xia Qingyu, looking at Ji Xinghuo and nodding slightly. With his insight, he could naturally tell that Ji Xinghuo was key to the battle, controlling the combat situation for both friend and foe with his supremely exquisite archery skills.
From beginning to end, Ji Xinghuo’s footsteps had not moved, standing in place the whole time.
The bow in his hands was also extraordinary.
If he wanted, he could easily have killed the three opponents while remaining completely unharmed himself.
Precision, speed, lethal!
"I haven’t seen such an impressive archer in a long time," He Yan said, eyeing Ji Xinghuo with interest, and asked, "What’s your name?"
"New Heaven, Lord He Yan," Ji Xinghuo replied with neither servility nor overbearance.
He spoke in the True Dragon Language.
He Yan’s expression changed slightly; he understood True Dragon Language and only now noticed the faint scale patterns under Ji Xinghuo’s skin. Ji Xinghuo’s skin color and the characteristics of the Human Race were also different from those commonly seen among the Dan people, the Deserted People, and several other human clans on the highlands.
"You’re a True Dragon?" He Yan asked.
Ji Xinghuo’s face bore a trace of pride, as the True Dragon Dynasty, the absolute ruler of the "True Dragon Star Domain," placed the status of True Dragons far above other races.
Impersonating a True Dragon had many advantages.
The Blood Fury Tribe dared to dispose of others at will, to beat or kill as they desired, but they would never dare to kill a True Dragon lightly, certainly holding some fears.
Sure enough, He Yan’s attitude immediately became a bit friendlier.
"So you’re a noble guest of the True Dragon," he nodded and said to Ji Xinghuo, "You three have passed the test, and the Blood Fury Tribe welcomes you, we are honored."
"Lord He Yan is too kind."
Ji Xinghuo spoke a few words to He Yan with the unique posture of a True Dragon, and then left with Misha and Xia Qingyu.
Riding the six-legged horned horses at a trot through the streets of Sky Falling Cliff, Misha kept glancing at Xia Qingyu and Ji Xinghuo.
She finally couldn’t help but ask, "Are you True Dragons?"
Ji Xinghuo claimed to be a True Dragon, and since he was Xia Qingyu’s cousin, Xia Qingyu naturally was a True Dragon as well.
Before Xia Qingyu could speak, Ji Xinghuo nodded, "That’s right."
"You jerk, why didn’t you tell me before?" Misha accused Xia Qingyu angrily, "You even lied to me saying that you were an alien from Earth, that was also a lie. Of all the things you’ve told me before, how many were true?"
Xia Qingyu opened his mouth, unable to defend himself.
Ji Xinghuo almost laughed out loud, and the three of them walked towards Xia Qingyu’s home, circling around the edge of Sky Falling Cliff. Suddenly, he turned his head sharply to look across the street.
In front of a tent on the side of the street, some weapons and armor were displayed, the stall owner was a Highlander.
The items on the stall were all quite ordinary.
Ji Xinghuo’s attention wasn’t on the stall owner or the goods, but on a human in front of the stall.
It was a very young-looking male, tall and thin with fair, smooth skin, but his features were bizarre, with a high forehead, elongated eyes, an almost nonexistent flat nose bridge, nasal slits like two seams, and very thin lips, like a closed line, with light purple hair braided into small plaits as thick as fingers, scattered behind his head.
These features appeared cobbled together, and could only be described with one word: ugly.
The Star Realm’s human race had many branches.
Ji Xinghuo knew many but had never seen a human with these facial characteristics.
The stranger was dressed in a long blue robe, with intricate patterns embroidered across the chest and neckline, with bare hands and no weapons carried on him.
However, Ji Xinghuo didn’t dare underestimate him.
Because in his electromagnetic induction, this man’s magnetic field strength and energy fluctuation were like a sun!
All the people on this street combined couldn’t compare to this man.
Ji Xinghuo immediately confirmed that this strangely featured human was a terrifying Shepherd Star Saint. At that moment, the man was standing in front of the stall, chatting with the Highlander owner, occasionally picking up a weapon to examine closely, seemingly quite interested in these items.
Unconsciously, Ji Xinghuo slowed down Qing Hong.
Xia Qingyu noticed Ji Xinghuo’s unusual behavior and followed his gaze, also spotting the strange human.
"Can you identify what race he is?" Ji Xinghuo asked quietly.
Xia Qingyu looked carefully for a moment and shook his head, "I don’t recognize him."
"I haven’t seen one before either," said Misha.
Neither of them paid much attention, as there were too many branches of humans in the Star Realm, and due to convergent evolution, the Milky Way also had many similarly appearing humans. There was even a "Pan-human Star Federation"; it was normal not to recognize an oddly-looking human race.
Ji Xinghuo nodded and did not reveal the truth about the Shepherd Star Saint.
Just as he was about to withdraw his gaze, the Shepherd Star Saint, as if sensing Ji Xinghuo, suddenly turned his head, and their gazes collided.
A loud noise seemed to explode in Ji Xinghuo’s brain, and his consciousness went blank momentarily.
After who knows how long, he finally came to, finding himself still on the street, riding Qing Hong, with Misha and Xia Qingyu beside him, people bustling around, everything unchanged as if what had just happened was an illusion.
Looking again across the street at the stall, the Shepherd Star Saint was nowhere to be seen.
Ji Xinghuo breathed a sigh of relief.
"Huh?" A voice suddenly rang in his mind from nowhere, surprised, "Young human, the secret you carry is not small."
Ji Xinghuo’s face showed an expression as if he had seen a ghost.