12 Splitting the money (1/2)

“Look! That person seems to be one of the Zhao family disciples!”

The other Xin disciples spotted Zhao Feng, who was chasing the tiger. Xin Fei looked at Zhao Feng’s back and murmured, “What a high level of footwork! His speed is no slower than mine when I go full out! His archery skills are not bad either…”

“Hmph! He’s just a guy who fires arrows! He better not let us catch up, or else…” another youth, who was at the third rank, said coldly. This youth’s strength was lower than Xin Fei.

His words were immediately agreed upon by the others “You are right! That kid let us be the bait and fired his own arrows while hiding!”

“Xin Gang, that person saved our lives,” Xin Fei shook his head in disagreement.

Just at this moment, a few kilometers out, the last roar of the Green Headed Tiger sounded. The expressions of the Xin family disciples changed. Without even thinking about it, they knew that the tiger must have died.

“Quick!” the youth named Xin Gang charged towards the direction of the sound.

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_Hu!_

Zhao Feng leaned against a tree and breathed heavily. 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…

Zhao Feng on instinct tried to take out another arrow, but then realized that there were none left.

_Teng!_

Zhao Feng floated towards the corpse and went into deep thought.

_Shua!_

His left eye locked in on the Xin disciples who were now three km out. Zhao Feng stood still and did not move to touch the corpse. It wasn’t that he did not 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 Xin disciples arrived.

“Kid! Move quickly! This is ours!” Xin Gang, who was at the front, arrogantly shouted. He was wary of Zhao Feng’s strength at first, but when he saw that Zhao Feng was only a second ranker, he obviously didn’t put Zhao Feng in his eyes anymore. Although they had lost one person, and Xin Fei was exhausted, they still had two people of the second rank and two more of the third.

Zhao Feng stood his ground and mockingly looked at Xin Gang. He was only wary of Xin Fei.

“Xin Gang! He saved our lives! We can discuss how to split the tiger,” Xin Fei said slowly as he arrived.

Zhao Feng looked at him approvingly. “Just what I thought. The tiger corpse is this big, and I do not have to tools to cut it, nor the strength to carry it away.”

Xin Fei had put a lot of power into killing this tiger. They had also lost one person. Although Xin Gang was somewhat unwilling, he still agreed. Soon they started discussing how to split the tiger.

“Two-eight. The Xin family will take eight,” Xin Gang said with an iron tone.

“Hmph! Twenty percent is already too much for this kid!” The rest of the Xin family all had faces full of disdain.

“Two-eight? _Hahaha_ …” Zhao Feng laughed immediately.

“Kid! What are you laughing about? I want to hear how much you want to take!”

“Two-eight. I get eight….. You get two!” Zhao Feng shot back. At first he wanted to split it fifty-fifty, but he did not think that the Xin family would have such an attitude.

“Don’t be arrogant! I’ll see how strong you are!” Xin Gang laughed and pulled out his sword.

“Stop!” Xin Fei tried to stop him but it was too late.

“Illusion Wind After-Image!” Xin Fei was like a wind that whirled towards Zhao Feng.

“It is the high rank martial art, Broken Wind Sword!”

“That kid is dead now. Xin Gang had already trained the first six moves of Broken Wind Sword to the low level.” The Xin disciples had sympathetic expressions.

“Small tricks!”Zhao Feng didn’t retreat but instead moved forward.

What speed! Everyone, including Xin Fei, only saw Zhao Feng turn into a blur.

Not good! Xin Gang’s Illusion Wind After-Image missed and Zhao Feng was closing in on him at an insane speed.