Chapter 30 Chasing in the Mountains “I feel more comfortable now, my skin is more resilient, and my physical strength is better…” Du Ruo knew that the reason why only white marks were left this time was because the skin was not scratched. Such progress was gratifying and was also the result of his martial arts training during this period. Even if an ordinary person has the same spirit and attributes as him, they can never achieve the same effect as he does now. After all, no good person's skin can be so tough that it is not afraid of being whipped by branches or scratched by thorns. "Next, try the speed of your body's attacks." After a series of tests, Du Ruo was very satisfied with his current physical strength and started running again. However, this time he no longer dodged or avoided the branches or thorns. Instead, he treated the branches or thorns as imaginary enemies and started to fight against them or even counterattack them. Du Ruo ran again, faster and faster. Every branch that suddenly blocked his way was like someone attacking him. At the beginning, Du Ruo would occasionally dodge, but as his pace quickened, Du Ruo stopped dodging and began to use the dragon form to drill punches, the monkey form to chop punches, the horse form to cannon punches... and ran wildly on the path in a brutal manner. No branches or thorns along the way could escape Du Ruo's fists and palms. Wherever Du Ruo passed, any thorns or branches that dared to appear on the path could not escape his fists and feet. Even a small snake that was startled and hurriedly ran into the path was pushed away by Du Ruo and thrown back into the grass before it could even extend its snake kiss. The more Du Ruo ran, the more refreshed he felt. Gradually, Du Ruo felt that the branches on the path could not satisfy him at all. After all, this was not a primeval forest and the vegetation was not that dense. He simply stopped running along the road and began to run towards the woods, abandoning the road for people to walk on.
There are more branches here, and they are arranged in a random pattern. The branches are not as soft as thorns, and they feel better when hit. Every punch or palm strike can break a branch. “Click, click…” Many branches in the woods were broken by Duruo, who was like a human bulldozer, leaving a mess wherever he passed. At the foot of the mountain, in the tea field of Yang Chenguang's family, Uncle Yang fell into deep thought as he looked at the various birds startled in the woods on the top of the distant mountain and the violent shaking of the trees. "Hey, son, come to the back of the mountain and take a look. In previous years, the wild boars always ran down the mountain, but this year it's surprising. The wild boars started to run wildly to the top of the mountain. Go and ask if anyone's vegetable garden has been dug up by wild boars..." Finally, Uncle Yang took out his cell phone, woke up his son who was still sleeping in the town, and asked him to hurry back to the village to take a look. The "wild boar" in the mountain... Du Ruo didn't know that he was seen by Uncle Yang again while running in the mountain this time, but he didn't bring his cell phone with him. Du Ruo, who was obsessed with this kind of "battle with others", never thought about the situation that would be caused. The trees in front of Du Ruo became increasingly sparse, and fewer and fewer masters appeared. Du Ruo's attacks became increasingly powerful, until suddenly, his eyes lit up and a huge tree appeared across his face. Du Ruo did not dodge. He stepped hard with his feet, no longer stepping forward like a running tiger. His steps became slow and heavy. His chest and abdomen contracted slightly, his shoulders moved forward, and he stood like a black bear, "leaning" towards the tree. "Bang!!! Boom!" There was a low muffled sound when his shoulder collided with the tree, and the tree shook violently. At the same time, a fruit fell from the tree and hit Du Ruo on the head with a slight "bang". Du Ruo, who felt refreshed, felt as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on him and he calmed down instantly. Du Ruo looked at the big pine tree beside him, then looked down at a half-bitten nectarine that had just hit his head and rolled to his feet. He couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. Just now, he felt that he had defeated all his "opponents" and was feeling refreshed, but he didn't expect to be easily "sneak attacked" and hit on the head. Du Ruo pursed her lips and suddenly looked up at the pine tree above her head. There was a monkey on the tree with one paw holding a nectarine and the other paw holding the trunk. With its mouth wide open, one could vaguely see the unchewed nectarine in the monkey's mouth. "..." When their eyes met, the man and the monkey seemed a little awkward. Du Ruo recognized the monkey in front of him at a glance. It was a short-tailed monkey unique to Huangshan. The monkeys in Huangshan are actually very civilized. They will not steal tourists’ belongings and have been called the “Huangshan elves”. When Du Ruo was a child, he saw many monkeys picking corn in the village cornfields to eat. These monkeys were not like wild boars that destroyed the crops by eating and digging. These monkeys did not eat much. They would pick a few corns and leave after being driven away by the villagers. They also did not often go down the mountain, so they did not cause much damage to the village at the foot of the mountain. "Boom~" The man and the monkey were stunned for a moment. The monkey seemed to react, whimpering twice, then suddenly jumped down from the pine tree and ran down the mountain, not towards the village, but towards the depths of Huangshan Mountain. "You're still crying after I hit you?"
When Du Ruo saw the monkey running away, he shouted something and followed the monkey in the same direction. The short-tailed monkeys were running in front and Duruo was chasing behind. The monkeys ran very fast and climbed the rocks and cliffs as if they were walking on flat ground. The deeper they went into Huangshan, the higher the altitude became and the more strange rocks they saw. Du Ruo at the back was no longer practicing boxing with branches like he did on the hillside ahead. Most of the trees there were artificially planted, so it didn't matter if some branches were broken. However, the trees deep in Huangshan were different. They all grew naturally, and every pine tree was like a landscape. Du Ruo was reluctant and unwilling to destroy them. So Du Ruo used the Natural Gate's light body skills to chase the short-tailed monkey in the mountains. The monkey sometimes climbed on all fours, and sometimes jumped and climbed. Du Ruo did the same behind him, following the path the monkey had run on, sometimes using one foot to gain leverage to climb up the boulder in three or two steps, and sometimes jumping like a nimble monkey, grabbing gaps or trees with both hands. The more he practiced the Ziranmen's light-body skills, the more proficient he became. Occasionally, he would mix in the twelve forms of Xingyiquan. He was able to apply the Xingyiquan's force-using method to the light-body skills, and he was like a fish in water, running faster and faster. It was like two elves chasing each other in the mountains, except that Du Ruo was larger in size, so even with his great lightness skills, he still scared away countless birds along the way. Thanks to the fact that this place is deep in the mountains, no one walks around here all year round, and it is also some distance away from the scenic area. Otherwise, if someone took a picture of this, it would probably be circulated for a long time. "嘤~" Perhaps because he was being chased too quickly or because he was tired from running, the monkey saw that he could not shake off Du Ruo, so he simply stopped, sat on a big rock, stretched out his two front paws, and handed over the nectarine in his hand, which was originally red but now had its skin scratched by the stone. The look seemed to be saying, "Don't chase me anymore. I'll give you this peach as an apology." Du Ruo used the side of the boulder for leverage and pushed twice, jumping onto the boulder. Seeing the monkey stop, he retracted his upper body, let his strength sink, and landed steadily on the boulder more than two meters high with his feet without shaking at all. The natural school's lightness skills were used to the extreme. (End of this chapter)