"Awooo!" The Saber-toothed Tiger clad in Mysterious Armor let out a long roar, then pounced at the group again.
With a sweep and flick of its thick tail, it wrapped up a Martial Artist and hurled him toward the others. Then it pounced on another man and opened its jaws to bite him. Fortunately, this Martial Artist was Houtian Layer Eight and quite capable; he dodged aside and struck at the tiger's flank with a casual palm.
But unexpectedly, the tiger did not seem to dodge at all. It simply stood there and waited for the Martial Artist's palm to land on it, while its tail wrapped around him and flung him directly toward the gathered crowd.
Yet the spot where the Saber-toothed Tiger had been struck was completely unharmed. The Mysterious Armor on its body had not changed in the slightest.
With a bang, the first Martial Artist who had been thrown finally hit the ground, crashing into several others and rolling into a heap with them. The Martial Artists he struck were also badly jolted, coughing up blood without end. That showed just how powerful the impact had been.
Then the Houtian Layer Eight Martial Artist was swept up by the tiger's tail and thrown into the crowd. Two more Martial Artists were struck and suffered minor injuries.
There had only been a little over twenty people who entered this time. After that charge and two throws, nearly ten of them were injured and down.
And that was not all. The Saber-toothed Tiger flashed straight into the crowd of Martial Artists, pouncing left and right, biting, knocking people down, and lashing out with its tail. It rampaged through the group with absurd ease.
For a time, the many Houtian Martial Artists suffered terribly. Many failed to dodge in