Chapter Sixty-Three: This Is Bad!
The lush, verdant jungle stretched without end, as if they could never find their way out. The roars of the fierce beasts remained unchanged. This was a world belonging to the fierce beasts!
Today marked the fifth day since they had entered the jungle. After Hu San had fallen unconscious following that battle, the group had slowed their pace. Walter carried Hu San while Chen Yun walked ahead to scout the way. It took a full day before Hu San finally awoke. It seemed that his outburst that day had drained him terribly, but fortunately, it had left no lasting effects!
After Hu San woke up, Chen Yun and the others quickened their pace. Over the next two days, they fought more than a dozen battles, large and small. During that time, they even encountered a horde of fierce beasts. Most of them were only around First Order, while a very small number were Second Order. There was even a Third Order King among them! Their attacks were not particularly powerful, but they made up for it with sheer numbers—a black, oppressive mass numbering several hundred.
Each one was about the size of the wolves from Chen Yun's previous life. Their offensive power was weak, but their defenses were astonishing. Their powerful physiques had also given rise to a unique method of attack: barbaric charge. They simply used their formidable bodies to ram into their enemies, and the effect was quite impressive. Just imagine several hundred fierce beasts charging at once—what kind of scene would that be? Even thinking about it made one's heart turn cold!
This was the most difficult battle Chen Yun and the others had encountered. With Chen Yun, Walter, and Hu San's speed, they should have been able to shake off