Nianyang walked over, picked up the intercepted Arrow Feather and stuffed it into her pocket. Seeing how good her technique was, the people from Group One around her all bolted faster than rabbits.
It was obviously better to go hit someone else; hitting Nianyang was way too damaging to their self-esteem.
Just then, a "chi-chi-chi" sound rang out, crawling through the grass, carrying a chill-inducing, creepy vibe.
"Nian— Nianyang, th-there's a python!"
With a thud, Zhong Wenqing was scared limp on the ground, his face paler than a ghost's.
Nianyang turned around and saw a green python at least five meters long, its head as big as a soccer ball, rapidly slithering toward her. Its forked tongue was black, clearly marking it as a highly venomous snake.
There were still a few people nearby who hadn't left yet. Seeing this scene, they screamed in terror.
