High Martial Arts: Invincible Starts from Basic Archery novel Chapter 247

Chapter 247: Chapter 246: Experience Points, Over 300,000? (Please Subscribe)

"Who the hell is that guy!"

After using a transfer spell, Peng Song’s face was pale.

But more than that, he was more concerned about Chen Fan’s identity.

From their earlier conversation, it was clear the other party didn’t know their identities. Of course, just in case, they chose to kill and silence him to avoid exposing their tracks.

But reality is stark compared to ideals.

Not only did they fail to kill and silence him or hide their tracks, they also lost their comrades’ lives. If others in the sect found out when they returned, they would surely be ridiculed.

"That masked man, I’ll remember you!"

He gritted his teeth and said, "When I go back, next time, I’ll take your life!"

"No need for next time, this time will do."

A voice suddenly sounded ahead.

The masked man blocked his way.

"You?"

Peng Song stopped abruptly, his expression as if he had seen a ghost.

How is this possible?

He used the transfer technique to instantly teleport seven or eight kilometers away! It’s even better than those C-level Awakener’s teleportation items.

But the technique burns essence blood as a cost, and cannot be used unless absolutely necessary.

But how could this guy still keep up? How did he know which direction I fled?

"Who, who are you? How did you find me?"

He asked with difficulty.

"Who are you guys?"

Chen Fan countered.

"Hmph, dream on if you want to know my identity!" Peng Song sneered, eyes fixed on Chen Fan.

Although he didn’t know how Chen Fan found him, he could keep using it and didn’t believe Chen Fan could keep up.

"Soul Capture."

Bright light flashed in Chen Fan’s eyes.

Peng Song only felt the world spinning, and suddenly lost consciousness, standing blankly.

"Phew..."

Chen Fan let out a breath.

While talking to his opponent, he had directly upgraded the [Soul Shifting Technique] to Perfection Realm, costing over ten thousand experience points.

One of its core traits is Soul Capture, directly controlling the opponent’s mind through eye contact.

The greater the difference in spiritual power, the longer the control lasts.

Judging from what happened just now, it worked very well indeed.

He stepped forward and found the black ball in the opponent’s hand had disappeared.

"He probably hid it in some space item."

Chen Fan muttered, "No rush, let’s take him back first."

Grabbing the opponent’s shoulder, he winded and darted to the injured man’s side.

"Thump."

The man saw the mask on Chen Fan’s face and was so terrified that he fell to the ground, extremely frightened.

This guy, returned?

Yes, he probably didn’t catch up with Brother Peng, so he chased after me.

Well, I was ready to die anyway, as long as...

Again a "thump" sound as someone was thrown to the ground.

He instinctively looked, being struck by astonishment.

"Brother Peng? You, aren’t you?"

His mouth opened wide, wide enough to swallow a basket of eggs.

Yet the latter lay on the ground, eyes rolled back, oblivious.

"Brother Peng, Brother Peng, what’s wrong? Brother Peng!"

"Alright, stop shouting."

Chen Fan glanced impatiently, "He is under my control, can’t you see?"

"Under your control?"

The injured man was stunned.

Looking at Peng Song’s state, he swallowed hard.

It seems, indeed so.

Brother Peng’s current state resembled those they had controlled before.

"You?"

In the next moment, he felt enveloped by a deathly aura and lost consciousness completely.

"Annoying." Chen Fan withdrew his finger.

Since he had caught this Peng, the other guy had no further use and could be killed directly with Soul-Annihilating Finger.

"What’s your name?"

He looked at the man lying on the ground.

"Peng Song."

The man answered honestly.

"Who are you people? Why are you here? What was that black ball you had just now?"

Chen Fan bombarded him with questions.

"We are from the Black Demon Sect. We sensed a lot of death energy here, so we came. The black ball in my hand can absorb the energy of dead beings."

Peng Song said, word by word.

Although not very fluent, it was understandable.

"Black Demon Sect?"

Chen Fan frowned.

He felt like he had seen this name somewhere.

Obviously, the absorbed death energy was one of many energy types, similar to True Qi.

But for him, cultivating True Qi, he couldn’t absorb this energy.

After all, one belongs to the living, the other to the dead.

Maybe one day there would be a way, as the information used the term "temporarily," indicating some method to convert this energy could exist.

Who knows when that would be.

Converting to experience points was simple; destroy it. It was like getting experience from killing prey.

"Better to choose experience points." Chen Fan thought.

As the saying goes, a bird in the hand is worth two in the bush. Especially in the apocalypse, converting resources into personal strength as quickly as possible was paramount.

"Crack!"

The Collection Magic Ball shattered, scattering into countless fragments.

[Experience points +320,000]

Seeing this notification in his mind, Chen Fan’s face showed satisfaction.

320,000 points, enough to max out over twenty Inner Strength Heart Methods.

Using it on martial arts would yield even more.

Then, his gaze focused back on Peng Song, "Do you have any more black balls on you?"

Peng Song shook his head, "Each team carries only one. We return after collecting enough energy."

"I see."

Chen Fan nodded, then asked, "Do you know where the others are now?"

Even if not, destroying Collection Magic Balls for experience points was enough.

He would not show mercy to these devilish sacrificers.

If he did, one day these people might target his family.

"No clue."

Peng Song shook his head, "Each team acts alone, returning after collecting enough energy, then departing again."

"Oh?"

Chen Fan’s eyes brightened, instinctively wanting to ask their lair’s location but changed to ask, "How’s the defense at your base? What’s the strength of the strongest?"

"There’s a bishop, a B-level Awakener, favored by the Sect Leader, said to be very strong."

"B-level."

Chen Fan took a deep breath.

Surely that Celestial Demon granted him some power? His strength probably surpasses ordinary B-level Awakeners.

Nothing is ever simple.

After enough questioning, Chen Fan nodded, feeling the time was right.

He’d gotten what he wanted, so keeping this guy was pointless.

"But wait, maybe there’s some use."

Chen Fan pondered, a bold idea popping into his head.