Only My Way

“Shh… shh… shh…”

“Crack… crack… crack…”

These were the sounds of something passing through leaves and weeds, even slowly stepping over dry branches.

Although there were no distinct footsteps,

these sounds still directly announced that something was approaching.

And as it approached,

the surrounding wild animals, as if stimulated, gradually began to flee in a certain direction.

Especially the large carnivores, which retreated the fastest.

Their keen sense of smell allowed them to clearly detect the extraordinarily brutal aura of a superior predator on the approaching creature.

Compared to them,

this was a predator that had truly reached another level!

The threat it posed was far greater than the feeling that the animal skin tent behind Ling Wuyuan gave them.

According to human classification,

the approaching creature no longer belonged to the category of [wild beast], but had already reached the category of [demon beast]!

Unlike ordinary people who could successfully deal with regular fierce beasts by using bows and arrows, supplemented by traps and the like,

the most basic characteristic of the so-called [demon beast]

was its ability to be immune to ordinary bows and arrows, and ordinary swords.

For example, a heavy bow that required a pulling force of five or six hundred pounds to barely draw its string, when facing the weakest demon beast, even if the user had the strength of a thousand pounds to fully draw the bow, could only possibly break through the demon beast's defenses through places like the eyes, mouth, and ear canals…

In other words,

the existence of demon beasts was completely like a moving tank.

Their hides were no weaker than armored metal layers.

Even ordinary people with military training, equipped with professional heavy crossbows and poison, and working together as a team, would still find it difficult to deal with the weakest demon beast.

The situation was often like a group of rabbits trying to besiege an adult bull, completely unable to break its defenses!

They could only be slaughtered!

Even among human cultivators,

only those with considerable strength could contend with them, even when fully armed.

The lower limit of that level generally referred to the [Strengthening Blood Realm].

Below this level,

a cultivator being able to successfully escape in front of a demon beast was already considered quite lucky.

And now,

watching the demon beast that had already reached fifty meters outside the camp,

Ling Wuyuan finally put down the book in his hand.

His gaze met its calmly.

In the darkness of the night, he could see that it was a black tiger, about two meters six to two meters eight tall at the shoulder, standing on all fours.

In its blood-filled mouth,

was a bloody and mangled wolf.

Although the actual weight of that wolf was at least two hundred pounds, for the black tiger, which weighed at least several tons, the wolf was simply like a large piece of jerky, easily held in its mouth.

Watching Ling Wuyuan, who was staring back at it,

the black tiger only slightly exerted force with its jaws.

The next second,

the wolf in its mouth was easily bitten into several pieces.

碎肉 与 碎 骨 ， 宛如饼 干 一样 的 被 它 咬 碎 、 咀嚼 、 咽下 。

For a time,

a strong smell of blood filled the surrounding area.

And facing that black tiger, whose eyeballs were almost as big as dragon fruit,

the horses in the camp, which had been pacing back and forth, were now extremely well-behaved.

They didn't dare to move even a little.

Even their breathing slowed down.

Although they wanted to escape,

they were tied up by Ling Wuyuan and couldn't run at all…

Therefore, even though they were just animals,

they now felt a heartfelt sense of desolation…

A feeling of sorrow arose from their hearts…

At the same time,

the tiger, while eating the food in its mouth, was also very vigilantly sizing up Ling Wuyuan.

In its mind, the surrounding area was Ling Wuyuan's lair, and the tent made of a large number of fierce beast hides was Ling Wuyuan's means of demonstrating his own power.

Therefore, although Ling Wuyuan was small, it did not dare to be careless.

Instead, it regarded him as some kind of prey with real threat.

Normally speaking,

it should have turned around and left when it encountered Ling Wuyuan.

After all, dangerous prey with little meat was really not a good choice.

Unless it was starving.

Otherwise, it would have no interest at all.

But, at this moment, the medicinal soup in that metal cauldron was truly a great temptation for it!

It could feel that if it could eat it,

the effect would at least be equivalent to eating several months of blood food continuously.

And that was the kind of eating until full every meal.

Therefore, although it felt that Ling Wuyuan was a dangerous prey, it still couldn't suppress the greed in its heart.

In this regard,

its feeling was completely correct, even somewhat conservative.

Although it had a large appetite and had to eat hundreds of kilograms of blood food every day,

Ling Wuyuan's appetite was not much smaller than its.

For regular meat, he needed to eat at least dozens of kilograms every day to barely maintain the continuous cultivation of more than a dozen cultivation methods.

It could be said that eating at least one sheep every day was not a problem at all.

And as Ling Wuyuan's special potent nutritional product, refined to supplement his daily nutritional consumption for the next two or three months,

the cost of the basic ingredients in the pot of medicine in front of him was tens of thousands of gold coins (the purple blood ginseng accounted for nine-tenths of the total price), and in terms of effect, it was completely equivalent to thousands of tons of fresh blood food, and it was the kind of wild blood food with relatively high nutritional value, such as the flesh of wild wolves and tigers, which was by no means comparable to ordinary cattle and sheep.

Ordinary people only needed to drink a mouthful, and they would be so nourished that they would vomit blood on the spot.

So.

Once it was eaten,

the matter for the black tiger was not just a simple matter of great nourishment.

Its strength could completely take it a step further!

Soon.

After a period of uncompromising staring at each other.

After confirming that it could not force Ling Wuyuan to give up that pot of stuff through intimidation.

Silently.

the black tiger had already prepared to attack.

Under the double cover of the night and black fur, the muscles on its body began to be mobilized secretly.

Just like springs that were accumulating power!

The next moment.

Before attacking.

a deafening roar of a tiger, like thunder at close range, first exploded in the forest!

The visible sound waves extending from the tiger's mouth even caused the surrounding air to be somewhat distorted!

Forcibly pressing down the surrounding weeds by a few points!

Although it did not understand any martial arts.

But this roar of the tiger, the effect was definitely comparable to the so-called Lion's Roar!

The horror of the momentum was completely enough to shatter the eardrums of ordinary people within dozens of meters on the spot, causing them to bleed from their seven orifices, and even to be shocked to death!

Although the horses in the camp were far stronger than ordinary strong horses in terms of physical fitness.

But facing this tiger roar, they were equally terrified.

They were immediately frightened and paralyzed on the ground, and even shed a puddle of urine.

It looked extremely embarrassed!

Moreover, in the night sky, hundreds of extremely frightened birds were chirping and flying around!

Among them, there were even those who were frightened to death on the spot, and their bodies fell to the ground with a crash in a crash-like manner!

It was also at this moment.

that the black tiger, weighing several tons and with an actual body length of more than ten meters including its tail, immediately pounced out like black lightning!

In about one-tenth of a second.

it successfully crossed a distance of more than fifty meters and came to Ling Wuyuan!

As the saying goes, clouds follow the dragon, wind follows the tiger, its existence was simply like a black hurricane!

This pounce, even without talking about sharp teeth and claws, the impact force alone could shatter a hard stone several meters high head-on!

However, Ling Wuyuan was faster than it!

Before it even landed, Ling Wuyuan had already completed the punching action!

At least hundreds of tons of force were perfectly unleashed through his apple-sized fist.

Although his fist looked like flesh and blood, in reality, it was completely like a large-caliber ship-borne machine gun.

Even if there was a steel chariot daring to stand in front of him, it would inevitably be pierced on the spot!

“Bang!!”

That was the sound of bones as hard as alloy shattering on the spot.

Under the distorted and ferocious face.

the black tiger was directly knocked out into the air.

“Boom!!”

In the loud noise.

the body weighing several tons, like a steel creation, immediately broke a large tree next to it that required two or three people to hug.

At the same time, before it could get up, Ling Wuyuan's figure had already caught up.

Without any hesitation.

He went up and punched the huge tiger head twice.

Two punches heavier and stronger than before!

Each punch could shatter the other's skull on the spot.

And with two punches, the other party naturally died immediately, with no life left to speak of.

At this time.

Ling Wuyuan did not have much sense of accomplishment in his heart, just like strangling a sick cat.

His greatest feeling was a very pure sense of satisfaction.

‘Very good, tiger-type demon beasts are just the good medicinal materials I need for practicing kung fu~’

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