"You were accidentally injured by an Eighth Rank Bull Demon. You took 600 points of piercing damage and triggered the Bleeding Effect, taking 20 damage per second." "You were accidentally injured by a Ninth-grade Pig Demon. You took 100 points of piercing damage and triggered the Bleeding Effect, taking 15 damage per second." "You activated the secret technique—Bronze Head Iron Bones. You negated 300 points of piercing damage." "Due to your Base Defense, you negated 183 points of piercing damage." "You ultimately took 117 points of piercing damage."
Lines of information flashed by in silent succession, as if mocking this idiotic scene.
Wang Wu sprang up, grabbed one ox leg and one pig leg, and dragged the pair back. Aside from several bloody holes of varying sizes in his body, he was basically fine. Even the Bleeding Effect was no big deal.
But these two fools had to change. How could things go on like this?
Eh!
Wang Wu's eyes suddenly lit up. On a tree stump sat exactly nine Ninth-grade Spirit Fruits. Good heavens, had these been saved for him?
Sure enough, Old Ox was still a fool worth saving. Not bad at all—he was practically carrying a spirit fruit orchard with him, comparable to those farming rings in female-oriented novels.
Not bad, not bad. Wang Wu hurriedly picked one up and crunched into it. Who cared whether it had been fertilized with cow dung or not? When you were starving, what did that matter!
After he wolfed down three spirit fruits in one go, Old Ox finally came around slowly.
"Third Brother, you finally came back. We've been worried sick these past few days. Sadly, Second Brother and I couldn't climb up there, so all we could