Chapter 214: Hunting Time

After making the decision, Bell did not plan to delay.

The arrow was nocked on the bowstring.

Bell aimed the arrow at the coyote pack.

There was a saying among the people.

Head of an iron and body of tofu, it referred to wolves.

Of course, it was not just about wolves. Most canines were like this.

Their skulls were often the most firm, and their abdomen was their weakness because of the lack of bone protection.

The sixth sense of wild beasts was very accurate. They could even predict danger to a certain extent.

The moment Bell aimed the arrow at the alpha coyote, it sensed it. It immediately stood up and prepared to retreat.

Bell smiled coldly when he saw this.

“You want to leave now? It’s too late.”

Bell let go of the wooden arrow.

The wooden arrow cut through the air and quickly shot at the alpha.

Pfft!

A faint sound sounded.

The arrow pierced into the flesh.

Unfortunately, this arrow did not hit the alpha wolf’s eye. Instead, it deviated slightly.

Although Bell had max-level shooting skills, the quality of the bow was too poor to be accurate.

However, the effect was not bad.

Although the arrow did not kill the alpha, it was not blocked by the bones. It shot into its mouth and pierced through its throat.

The powerful force knocked it to the ground.

The intense pain made it want to wail, but the wooden arrow was stuck in its throat, preventing it from making any sound.

This scene shocked the remaining coyotes.

Seeing their leader constantly vomit blood and its twitching limbs, the coyotes retreated.

“The audience below the age of 18, please leave.”

Bell reminded and started shooting crazily.

The wooden arrows in his hand were like Yama’s invitations.

As long as it hit, even if the coyote did not die, it would be severely injured.

The bloody scene was terrifying.

Ped and the man were also shocked at this sight.

They had only thought that Bell’s survival skills were amazing, but now, it seemed like they had underestimated him.

The energy contained in this eight-year-old’s body was so terrifying.

Ped even suspected that if Jack had really fought Bell, it would not be certain who the victor would be.

The next scene could be considered a massacre.

The moment Bell held the bow and arrows, the identity of hunter and prey was instantly switched.

In this forest, survival was the only law.

Perhaps some people would pity these coyotes and think that Bell’s method was too cruel.

But if Bell did not do this, he would become a piece of meat in the mouths of these coyotes.

Since they were in the wilderness, they had to follow the laws of nature.

In other words, stepping on this path meant that the contestants had returned to nature. They naturally had to follow the rules of the wild.

Killing each other was normal.

However, most survivalists and explorers would give their prey a quick death and not torture them.

This had nothing to do with the law. It was just out of personal morality.

Fortunately, the audience in Bell’s live-stream seemed to understand his situation and did not say anything.

A few hypocrites did appear, but they were suppressed by the comments.

“As expected, Bell is eating more tonight. I wonder how the coyote meat tastes.”

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“How bloody and violent.”

“Bell’s archery skills are good.”

“I strongly suggest Bell try the individual archery Olympics.”

“As expected, it’s my problem that I can’t shoot accurately.”

The live-stream was filled with comments.

Bell looked at the coyote pack below.

After a round of shooting from Bell, the coyotes did not scatter like he had imagined.

Instead, they looked at the three people above even more fiercely.

This made Bell frown.

These guys were even more difficult to deal with than he had thought.

It seemed like he had to be more ruthless.

Bell did not hesitate.

He drew his bow and aimed at the strongest looking one among the coyote pack.

These coyotes were not stupid. On the contrary, they were very smart.

After experiencing Bell’s rain of arrows, they knew that curvy thing in Bell’s hand was very dangerous. Seeing Bell raise it again, they immediately began to escape.

But Bell’s shooting range was ten meters.

Moreover, after that round of shooting, Bell had already gained good experience.

His shooting accuracy had also increased greatly.

Whoosh!

Several more shots were fired.

The wooden arrow hit the strongest coyote.

However, it did not kill it in one strike like Bell had expected. Instead, it shot at the coyote’s hind leg.

After piercing through the flesh, it was probably blocked by the leg bone and did not penetrate through.

But even so, this coyote lost its combat strength.

The strong coyote began to howl.

Bell ignored it and aimed the arrow at the other coyotes.

Since this pack had no intention of retreating, he had to exhaust their combat strength as much as possible.

Because he might have to face a battle.

In the end, Bell shot all fifteen arrows and killed five.

Eight were severely injured.

There were only five coyotes with no wounds and intact combat strength.

At this moment, the threat these coyotes posed to him had decreased to the extreme.

Bell believed that with his peak stamina and skills, he could resolve the battle in an extremely short time.

“What do you guys think? Can you deal with one each?”

Bell turned to Ped and the thin man.

Looking at the ferocious coyotes below, the two of them gulped.

Ped took out his dagger and nodded seriously.

Bell dared to kill a black bear alone at such a young age. If he shook his head, wouldn’t he be a joke?

Although the thin man was afraid, he still took out his weapon and prepared to deal with one coyote.

“Don’t be nervous. Since you are not facing a pack, you will not die immediately even if you were bitten.”

With that, Bell held the dagger in his hand and jumped down.

The loose leaves on the ground dispersed the impact.

Bell rolled forward and flashed to the side of a coyote. Before the coyote could react, the dagger turned into a black light and instantly cut its throat.

His actions were clean and pleasing to the eye.

“Hehe, one down, four to go.”

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