A wild boar was resting in the snow, completely oblivious to the six people 100 meters away.
Ba Jie whispered, "Wild boars have an extremely sensitive sense of smell; they can detect our scent from five hundred meters away."
"Therefore, there is a certain skill to killing a wild boar. The first step is to determine the wind direction; we must be downwind."
"Second, we need to form an encirclement, letting the boar enter the trap. We start the attack from the upwind direction, forcing the boar to flee downwind."
"Lying in ambush downwind, waiting for the boar to come."
"Wild boars are very fast—ordinary people find it difficult to outrun them."
Jiang Chen nodded.
Wanderers can burst their True Qi over short distances, pushing their speed to the limit—much like lions and tigers lying in wait for their prey.
If the prey isn't slain within a short period, it will use its powerful body to instantly escape and vanish...
Ba Jie made a plan.
