In the mountains.
The wild boar's entire body tensed, the force behind its charge ferocious enough to seem capable of destroying anything in its path.
If Duan Shigang had been here, he would definitely have recalled the tragic past of being rammed by the heavy truck formed by the Four Golden Flowers.
Spiritual Energy condensed around Jiang Ning, and crimson light blossomed in the air. A palm the size of a sedan appeared, incredibly lifelike and solid-looking.
Jiang Ning flicked a finger, and the Scarlet Palm came crashing down with a boom. The wild boar was like a boulder had struck it. As shockwaves rolled outward, the surrounding grass, trees, and soil exploded, while the solid ground instantly caved into a massive pit.
That palm strike flattened the wild boar from three-dimensional into a sheet.
Jiang Ning casually withdrew his hand. Adult wild boar meat was slightly inferior anyway; killing it directly was fine.
He looked toward several dumbfounded piglets in the distance, casually reached out, and caught one. The piglet rose into the air, while the surrounding piglets fled in terror, as if some great calamity had arrived.
Jiang Ning moved his fingers, and the fifty-pound boar began accelerating through the air, as though it were being pulled by invisible threads along the path traced by his fingers.
The boar let out a miserable, struggling squeal.
Finally, Jiang Ning flicked his finger, and the boar shot out of the forest like a cannonball, hurtling straight toward the Tiger Perch Mountain Villa District below.
The boar crossed over a thousand meters, gradually slowing before finally crashing into the courtyard of a villa.
The people remaining in the villa district were alarmed and rushed into the courtyard to investigate.
After finishing this, Jiang Ning stepped onto the Spirit Boat and turned