Better You Than Me!

"Turn the tables and become the master?"

Zhao Chen froze for a moment, then laughed. "Don't tell me you already see me as your master!"

The meaning was crystal clear.

"Y-you..."

Wu Yingying finally understood, and her cheeks instantly flushed red as she stammered.

"Alright, just kidding."

Zhao Chen smiled and said, "I agree. That's the bet."

Then, under Wu Yingying's watchful gaze, he drew the Asura Bow once more.

A surging force directly pulled back the bowstring.

The Fire Python Tail Arrow trembled continuously, as though it would shatter at any moment.

Zhao Chen noticed this, but he did not pause. He continued drawing the string, and a streak of crimson light instantly enveloped the Fire Python Tail Arrow. Utmost sharp Killing Intent condensed upon it.

Its target was the Third-Level Spirit Beast, the Netherworld Wolf King.

"Awoo!"

Having clearly sensed the threat to its life, the Netherworld Wolf King could no longer hold back. It suddenly leaped toward the tree canopy.

With one leap, it reached a height of five meters!

Whoosh!

The bowstring quivered, and the Fire Python Tail Arrow instantly became a streak of crimson light, shooting toward the Third-Level Spirit Beast Netherworld Wolf King as it pounced head-on!

Clang!

The Fire Python Tail Arrow collided relentlessly with the Netherworld Wolf King's skull.

Sparks scattered everywhere, accompanied by an incredibly piercing screech.

"Ah!"

Wu Yingying screamed wildly. The terrifying aura rushing toward her filled her with panic.

Facing the savage aura of the Third-Level Spirit Beast Netherworld Wolf King head-on shattered her psychological defenses.

Zhao Chen's expression did not change. He fiercely kicked off the branch beneath his feet, and the Asura Bow in his hand had already taken blade form as he slashed viciously at the Netherworld Wolf King's head.

The extreme blade gleam bloomed like the only moonlight in the night.

Sshk!

The Fire Python Tail Arrow broke through the Netherworld Wolf King's outer defenses, sending large amounts of blood splashing out. Yet it could go no deeper, becoming lodged directly in its skull.

At that moment, the Asura Bow's blade gleam struck down, severing the Fire Python Tail Arrow.

"Awoo!"

The shrill scream, rivaling Wu Yingying's own, successfully shattered the silence of the dense forest.

A blackish-yellow orb of light slowly rose.

Within it was a miniature Netherworld Wolf King.

It was clearly the Third-Level Spirit Beast's essence soul!

The Netherworld Wolf King's fierce, savage wolf eyes had lost their eerie green glow.

Just as it was about to fall, Zhao Chen reached out, grabbed its thick fur, and hauled it up.

The powerful Netherworld Wolf King crashed onto the tree canopy, shaking it violently.

Wu Yingying beside him was utterly dumbfounded.

The mighty Third-Level Spirit Beast Netherworld Wolf King had actually been killed!

Killed right before her eyes!?

Zhao Chen placed the Crimson Token before the miniature Netherworld Wolf King's essence soul. After it finished absorbing it, his Third-Level Spirit Body also improved significantly.

He let out a breath. This Netherworld Wolf King had truly been difficult to deal with.

Its skull was its hardest part.

Zhao Chen had been certain that the Netherworld Wolf King would turn defense into offense. Once it realized that the Fire Python Tail Arrow was targeting its skull, it would never consider retreating.

After all, the Fire Python Tail Arrow itself had been made from the tailbone of a Level 2 Spirit Beast Fire Python Tiger, and the aura of a Level 2 Spirit Beast lingering on it was still very strong.

The Netherworld Wolf King had hunted Fire Python Tigers before, so it naturally knew that this arrow could never pierce its skull.

When traveling outside, how could one avoid getting injured?

Such a minor wound was nothing to the Netherworld Wolf King.

But that very thought had cost it its life.

The Fire Python Tail Arrow had never been Zhao Chen's killing move. The true killing move was the Asura Bow's blade!

From the very beginning, Zhao Chen had intended to use the Asura Bow to kill Spirit Beasts from afar.

But when the Netherworld Wolf King pounced at him, he had suddenly thought of using the blade on the Asura Bow.

Its sharpness was no less than that of the Asura Sword!

"My luck isn't bad. I dealt with the most troublesome Spirit Beast."

A relieved smile appeared on Zhao Chen's face. Then he looked at Wu Yingying, whose face was blank with shock, and reminded her,

"Well? I won!"

If not for this bet, he would never have cut apart the Fire Python Tail Arrow.

So naturally, he would not let Wu Yingying's Storage Bag off the hook.

Zhao Chen watched the Netherworld wolf pack below. Even though the Netherworld Wolf King was dead, they still surrounded the tree instead of leaving.

Perhaps the next wolf king had not died yet?

His gaze landed on the Level 2 Spirit Beast Netherworld Wolf temporarily acting as the wolf king at the front.

"I... you... I..."

For a moment, Wu Yingying did not know what expression she should use when facing Zhao Chen.

Happy?

The Netherworld Wolf King had been killed, so she should be happy.

The threat to her life was gone.

But she wanted to cry.

She was supposed to turn the tables and become the master, so why was it still like this...

"C-can I pretend I never took part in this bet?"

Wu Yingying looked at the remaining section of the Fire Python Tail Arrow deeply embedded in the Netherworld Wolf King's skull and swallowed.

A Third-Level Spirit Beast had not been able to withstand that arrow.

What about her?

Zhao Chen looked at her with an ambiguous smile and said calmly, "What do you think?"

If she said no, that would be fine. He admired that.

Of course, he also admired her Storage Bag.

"Fine, fine!"

Wu Yingying sighed. She finally understood that defeating him was simply far too difficult.

This time, she had truly lost out!

Annoyed, angry.

And helpless!

"Here!"

With a deeply displeased expression, Wu Yingying took a rusty iron rod from her Storage Bag and handed it to Zhao Chen.

"??"

Zhao Chen took the rusty iron rod, his face full of question marks.

Had his eyes deceived him, or what?

He had asked for something similar to the Fire Python Tail Arrow.

"Don't look at me. The thing I have that looks most like an arrow is this Firewood Stick."

Wu Yingying curled her lips and continued, "This is what I use whenever I need to start a fire outside."

Zhao Chen slapped his forehead. Looking at the broken Fire Python Tail Arrow, he felt some regret.

This Firewood Stick was rusty too. Could it come with actual tetanus damage!?

Zhao Chen's mouth twitched. He carefully examined the rusty Firewood Stick, then finally let out a long sigh.

"Well, I'll make do with it."

He retied the tiger sinew and muttered, "But can this thing even penetrate anything?"

Zhao Chen looked at the remaining Netherworld wolf pack, then directly jumped down from the tree and landed on the ground.

Illuminated by the campfire, he drew the Asura Bow again. Using the Firewood Stick as an arrow, he decisively fired it at the Level 2 Spirit Beast Netherworld Wolf temporarily acting as the pack leader.

"Awoo!"

That Netherworld Wolf had long been prepared and immediately dodged to the side.

But this only doomed the Level 1 Spirit Beast Netherworld Wolf behind it, which was directly shot dead.

Zhao Chen was not in a hurry. He retrieved the Firewood Stick and aimed once again at the Level 2 Spirit Beast Netherworld Wolf.

However, he did not fire right away.

The powerful sense of oppression made the Netherworld wolf pack too afraid to pounce forward.

Facing the threat of the Asura Bow locking onto it, the temporary pack leader panicked and frantically dodged, trying to evade the strange arrow attack with its flashy footwork.

But then...

After a while, Zhao Chen nearly laughed himself to death.

Looking at the somewhat smug temporary pack leader, he could not help mocking it.

"Do you want to see whether the other Netherworld Wolves are still alive?"