Meng Chao and "Jackal" Kanus tensed their spines almost simultaneously, lowering their bodies as rolling thunder erupted from the depths of their organs, the sound of blood burning and Spiritual Energy boiling.
The air was forced away from them, and the earth cracked beneath their feet. They were like two ironclad chariots with engines pushed nearly to the point of explosion, about to slam viciously into each other.
Even though both had entertained thoughts of avoiding mutual destruction.
Their natures—always daring to stake everything on one throw, yet never willing to surrender the initiative—made neither Meng Chao nor "Jackal" Kanus willing to call a halt first.
"Here he comes!"
Meng Chao suddenly felt the air around the Wolf King gather as though whipped, transforming into overwhelming killing intent that surged wildly toward him.
Beneath the cover of that killing intent, the Wolf King also pushed his speed to its limit in an instant, like a bolt of lightning bent on tearing Meng Chao apart from head to toe.
Such speed!
Such bearing!
Such a stance!
Had Meng Chao not already known the true nature of the Sixfold Massacre Battle Blade and Sixfold Massacre Armor, even if his combat experience had been ten times richer, he would have stepped into the Wolf King's trap, mistaken him for a pure close-combat expert, and designed all his tactics around that premise.
But now, the one stepping into the trap was "Jackal" Kanus himself!
A cold smile curled Meng Chao's lips.
A dozen or twenty variations of turning the tables flashed through his mind.
The Wolf King was only three steps away from walking into the trap and spinning a cocoon around himself.
Of course, the premise was that Meng Chao first had to withstand the Wolf King's earth-shattering, thunderous blow!
Just as both