Blade Beheads the Wolf King

Time shifted back.

At the same time Gu Yang heard the cries for help, a team of three Martial Academy disciples far to the northwest also heard the sound.

The three were, after all, merely hot-blooded youths. Though suspicious, they gritted their teeth and cautiously crept toward it.

A moment later, the three arrived where the sound had come from, only to find the place completely empty. The cries for help that had rang out continuously earlier had also stopped.

The three exchanged glances and were about to retreat when they realized they had been surrounded by a pack of black wolves over three feet tall.

Behind the wolves stood a black Giant Wolf over five feet tall, along with a bei only a little over a foot tall, with short forelegs, long hind legs, and a back covered in ghostly faces.

When the Ghost-Faced Bei saw the three, a humanlike sneer immediately appeared on its face. Then it raised its head and opened its great mouth.

The next moment, an extremely familiar voice came from the Ghost-Faced Bei's mouth.

"Help! Is anyone nearby? Come help me..."

At the same time, accompanied by a howl from the Wolf King, the surrounding black wolves began closing in on the three.

The three exchanged a glance and instantly reacted.

"Brother Zhuang will attack head-on. We'll support from the side. Kill!"

Before the words had even faded, all three drew their weapons and charged at the Wolf King.

To capture thieves, first capture their king. As long as they could kill the Wolf King, the wolf pack would naturally crumble without a fight.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The three figures advanced swiftly, but retreated just as quickly.

After being sent flying one after another into tree trunks within the dense forest, all three had terror in their eyes.

The Wolf King was far too powerful. It did not even need the wolf pack's assistance to kill them with ease.

They staggered to their feet. Two of them raised their weapons again and warily watched the Wolf King, shielding the third behind them.

The three had teamed up for a long time and naturally possessed a tacit understanding. Seeing the reactions of the other two, their final companion immediately understood. He swiftly took out a Hand Crossbow and fired it into the sky.

"Whoosh—"

The Signal Arrow shot skyward, but in an instant, a black wolf leaped high into the air and directly intercepted it with its body.

"Pfft!"

The black wolf landed, blood slowly dripping from its abdomen, yet the vicious gleam in its eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

Seeing this, despair immediately filled the eyes of the three.

Although they still had two Signal Arrows on them, with the wolf pack watching them so closely, they certainly would not be able to use them.

"Brother Zhuang, I'm the only son in my family. I don't want to die yet..."

"Cut the nonsense. I'll definitely get you out alive. Trust me!"

Even Liu Zhuang himself did not believe those words.

Looking at the Wolf King, whose eyes were filled with mockery as it approached with elegant steps, the three grew dim-eyed, and the hands clutching their weapons began to tremble uncontrollably.

Yet to their surprise, the Wolf King did not attack them again. Instead, it threw back its head and let out a howl.

The next instant, the surrounding wolf pack pounced on them.

"Boom!"

Without any attempt at concealment, Gu Yang was like an iron war chariot, charging wildly through the mountains and forests straight toward that dense woodland.

Gu Yang soon reached the edge of the forest, where he saw a black wolf's head among the trees.

The black wolf was scanning its surroundings while constantly twitching its nose.

Their eyes met. Before the black wolf could send out a signal, Gu Yang's foot slid, and he was already behind it.

Shaking the beads of blood from his blade, Gu Yang continued forward without even turning his head.

"Thud~"

Behind him, the black wolf's throat split open. Blood spilled out, and it had already stopped breathing.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

A moment later, several more slashes swept out in succession. The black wolves patrolling the forest's outskirts fell one after another, becoming ghosts beneath Gu Yang's blade.

At that moment, Gu Yang also arrived at the edge of the battlefield.

Glancing at the wounded Martial Academy disciples surrounded by the wolf pack, killing intent gathered in Gu Yang's eyes. He suddenly burst forth, turning three steps into one as he charged straight toward the Wolf King encircled by the wolves.

"Boom!"

His long blade swept through the air like a White Dragon, carrying gusts of whistling wind.

Blade light flashed, each strike appearing "by chance" beneath a black wolf's neck.

At the same time, Gu Yang's footwork constantly shifted, ensuring that at every moment, he faced only one black wolf alone.

Relaxed. Effortless!

That was the change brought by awakening Killing Instinct.

At this moment, Gu Yang did not deliberately plan the paths of his blade or the direction of his movements. Everything was driven by his "instinct."

Yet the black wolf corpses strewn across the ground showed just how terrifying his current combat strength was.

Like rotten wood yielding before a crushing force!

"Swish!"

Another slash flew out. The final black wolf collapsed, and no obstacle remained between Gu Yang and the Wolf King.

"Boom!"

Power Surge erupted beneath his feet. With a heavy stomp on the ground, Gu Yang became like a bolt of lightning, instantly descending above the Wolf King.

The Wolf King reacted just as swiftly. While summoning the wolves prowling along the outskirts to guard it, it quickly retreated.

Yet that retreat exposed the Ghost-Faced Bei behind it.

Killing intent suddenly erupted in Gu Yang's eyes. Before the Ghost-Faced Bei could react, it was enveloped by that killing intent, its entire body stiffening as it became unable to move.

"Swish!"

The long blade turned, and the Ghost-Faced Bei was instantly split into two.

"Roar!"

Watching helplessly as Gu Yang cleaved the Ghost-Faced Bei in half with a single strike, the Wolf King was completely enraged.

After all, every Ghost-Backed Wolf Pack had only one Ghost-Faced Bei, and it held a position of pivotal importance within the pack.

Not only could it mimic the sounds of all kinds of animals to aid the wolves in hunting, it also served as the pack's "military adviser."

It could be said that without this Ghost-Faced Bei, the pack would no longer be a Ghost-Backed Wolf Pack.

Yet the next instant, before the Wolf King could react, Gu Yang charged at it again.

At this point, the black wolves that had been patrolling nearby also discovered that the Wolf King was in danger and were rapidly closing in on Gu Yang.

But they were too late!

The long blade danced, cold light gleaming. In the blink of an eye, it engulfed the Wolf King.

Without the wolf pack supporting it, the Wolf King's combat strength was not even comparable to that of a Black-Striped Leopard. Gu Yang did not even need to unleash his Mighty Ox Strength talent to suppress it with ease.

"Swish swish swish~"

The blade light was like a flowing ribbon, unending and continuous. In an instant, several wounds of varying depths appeared across the Wolf King's body.

At this moment, how could the Wolf King remember avenging the Ghost-Faced Bei? It turned and fled directly, even abandoning the wolf pack still besieging the three Martial Academy disciples.

Yet before Gu Yang, it simply could not break free.

In an instant, the long blade in Gu Yang's hand suddenly followed his instincts, carving along an unfathomable trajectory.

The next moment, the blade strangely curved around the wolf's jaws and crashed heavily onto the Wolf King's neck.

"Awoo—"

A howl rang out, then abruptly stopped.

The blade fell, and the Wolf King's head instantly dropped, rolling to Gu Yang's feet.

Stepping on the Wolf King's savage head, Gu Yang's eyes were filled with dissatisfaction.

This opponent was so weak that it left him disappointed.

On the other side, watching Gu Yang casually dispatch the Wolf King that had just threatened their lives, the three Martial Academy disciples were filled with shock.

Was this suddenly appearing youth truly, like them, a Trial Disciple of the Martial Academy?

They were all Trial Disciples of the Martial Academy, so how could the gap between people be greater than the gap between a person and a dog...