With the Military knife buried in its shoulder, the saber-toothed tiger's body shuddered violently before it let out another agonized roar. Thanks to Zhong Lichun's help, the pressure on Mo Li was greatly reduced. It was now a matter of life and death, and in order to survive, Mo Li unleashed all of his potential. The moment the saber-toothed tiger's suppression weakened slightly, Mo Li raised both feet and kicked the tiger directly in the stomach.
This saber-toothed tiger was enormous, weighing at least three or four hundred pounds by a rough estimate. It would have been absolutely impossible for an ordinary person to kick it away, but Mo Li was different. His body had been enhanced by drugs, and his explosive power was terrifyingly immense. With a low growl from Mo Li, the saber-toothed tiger's body was actually kicked away.
As he kicked the saber-toothed tiger away, Mo Li rolled over and scrambled to his feet. His left arm hung limply at his side. The tiger's sharp canine had pierced his shoulder, causing him to lose control of the arm. His right hand, however, was gripping the stone that had saved his life. It was the only weapon he had. If the saber-toothed tiger pounced again, he could only fight it with the stone in his hand.
To Mo Li's surprise, the saber-toothed tiger did not pounce at him again. Instead, it leaped wildly up and down in place, as if trying to throw Zhong Lichun off its back.
Although the saber-toothed tiger was covered in fur, the fur was short, giving Zhong Lichun nothing to hold on to. She could only grip the Military knife buried in the tiger's shoulder to keep herself steady. However, the saber-toothed tiger struggled too violently. As it leaped up and down, the