In Bear Hunter's imagination, thirty Jackalmen could easily charge in and scatter the Humans at the valley entrance, leaving them crying for their mothers and fleeing in panic.
After all, a powerful Jackalman warrior could take on two or three weak Humans alone.
In a fight with roughly equal numbers, the Jackalmen could slaughter them!
But the battlefield looked nothing like he had imagined.
The Jackalmen who charged in were getting pummeled by the Humans!
In a one-on-one fight, the Jackalmen had no advantage whatsoever against these Humans.
Not just no advantage...
He saw a Human smash a Jackalman's head in, then immediately charge at another Jackalman, howling.
The excitement on the Human's face sent a chill down his spine.
In just a minute or two, at least seven or eight Jackalmen had fallen!
Those still standing were covered in wounds, crying out and scattering in every direction as the Humans beat them.
Seeing the Jackalmen suffer heavy losses, Bear Hunter flew into a rage and charged forward, Wolf Tooth Club in hand.
"Human, die!"
He rushed up to a player and swung his club.
The player facing him was an Intelligence Class player.
On the official forums, Intelligence Class players had constantly complained and demanded that their class be buffed.
After all, the game had yet to show them what advantages Intelligence Class players actually had.
They couldn't attack as well as Strength Class players, defend as well as Constitution Class players, or move as fast as Agility Class players.
They were practically useless!
When choosing Intelligence Class, players had all expected to pick a Mage-type class once they entered the game. But after logging in, they discovered there were no classes at all!
How were they supposed to play like this?
Just look at the battle unfolding now. Players from the other three classes could all hold their own against Jackalmen one-on-one, and Strength Class players were even overpowering them.
But Intelligence Class players couldn't beat Jackalmen one-on-one. All they could do was tag along with players from other classes and contribute as little as possible.
Bear Hunter swung his club at the Intelligence Class player, who hurriedly raised his stone spear to block. With a sharp crack, the shaft shattered under the blow.
Bear Hunter's Wolf Tooth Club slammed straight into the player's chest.
With a bang, the Intelligence Class player was sent flying and fell motionless to the ground.
Bear Hunter gave a proud snort. These Humans weren't all that strong after all!
Now the Humans around him would be intimidated by his strength, wouldn't they?
He had thought that after witnessing his strength, the Humans around him would panic.
But instead...
"Holy crap! Elite Monster, Elite Monster!"
"Come on, guys! There's an Elite Monster over here!"
"Maybe it's a mini-boss!"
"Get the boss first!"
The players saw that Bear Hunter was clearly bigger than an ordinary Jackalman, then witnessed his impressive strength. They immediately decided he must be an Elite Monster, maybe even a mini-boss.
Their eyes lit up, and they charged at him, excited.
Bosses had to give more experience than regular monsters!
Bear Hunter stared at the scene in bewilderment.
This was nothing like he had imagined.
Not only were the Humans not intimidated or panicking, they were staring at him with shining eyes and scrambling to rush him.
Were these Humans not afraid of dying?
If they weren't, then he'd kill them until they were!
Bear Hunter's face twisted into a vicious grimace as he swung his Wolf Tooth Club and attacked the players.
A Constitution Class player charged up to Bear Hunter and took a blow to the chest, flying two meters back.
But Constitution Class players had high defense and strong recovery. Unlike the Intelligence Class player, he didn't fall motionless.
He scrambled to his feet with a roll and shouted excitedly, "Damn, this boss hits hard!"
His fury at the Humans made Bear Hunter even stronger. In just a few dozen seconds, he had sent three players flying.
What he couldn't understand was that these Humans seemed completely unafraid of death.
Even though they knew they couldn't beat him, they still charged at him, howling with excitement.
For a moment, he couldn't tell whether they were brave or stupid.
"Make way! This boss is strong. I'll take him on!"
After Three Rounds of Drinks had already killed three Jackalmen in a row. Seeing everyone ganging up on the boss, he couldn't help joining in.
"If you think this book is good, add it to your bookshelf so you won't have trouble finding it next time."
"Sanjun, let's team up!"
Da Qing came forward, Wolf Tooth Club in hand.
"Me too! I'll hold the front while you attack!"
Wanhuatong came up carrying a round wooden shield.
Of the thirty players, only the three of them had reached level four. Together, they were arguably the strongest fighting force in the entire server.
Lin Feng watched from the side.
From what he could tell, this Elite Jackalman's Strength Value was around 18, and his Agility Value was around 10—much higher than an ordinary Jackalman.
He was even stronger than the Elite Jackalman Lin Feng had killed two days earlier.
Still, Lin Feng was confident he could beat this Jackalman one-on-one.
But he didn't rush to join the fight.
Fighting bosses was part of the fun of a game. As its designer, he couldn't always step in himself and rob the players of their enjoyment.
As a game designer, his job was to make sure the players had fun.
When players had fun, they'd be more motivated to grind, creating more value for him.
It was a win-win.
It would be best if the players could defeat this Jackalman themselves. If they couldn't, Lin Feng could always step in afterward.
With that pleasant thought in mind, he turned his attention to the Jackalman standing far away, who had yet to join the fight.
He had noticed this fellow a while ago.
All the other Jackalmen had charged into battle, and even their Elite Jackalman leader had joined in. But this one had stayed well back the whole time.
Could he be the Jackalmen's master strategist?
He'd go take a look.
Lin Feng walked toward Wind Wolf.
Wind Wolf stood in the grass several dozen meters away, watching the battle at the valley entrance.
He knew they had already lost this fight.
He could hardly believe these were Humans!
When had Humans become this strong?
As he wondered, he saw a Human approaching him with a wooden club in hand.
He couldn't help shivering.
During the battle, this Human had charged back and forth, killing at least five or six of his people!
This man had to be the strongest warrior in this Human tribe!
Although he was one of the Jackalmen Tribe's three champions, his advantage was his ability to change shape. In terms of strength, Bear Hunter and Suihou were both stronger than him.
He was no match for this terrifying Human warrior!
At the thought, he changed into wolf form and bolted.
The sight made Lin Feng freeze.
This Jackalman could turn into a wolf?
He'd never heard of Jackalmen having a skill like that!
Interesting!
Wind Wolf's transformation skill piqued Lin Feng's interest. He clutched his wooden club and took off after him like the wind.
A Jackalman's Agility was 7 while standing, and 10 when running on all fours.
After changing into wolf form, Wind Wolf was faster than a Jackalman running on all fours, moving at a speed equivalent to 12 Agility.
That was extremely fast, but he was still slower than Lin Feng.
The two had only been several dozen meters apart to begin with. As they chased and fled, Lin Feng quickly caught up with Wind Wolf.
"Stop running! If you keep it up, I won't go easy on you!"
Lin Feng waved his wooden club threateningly.
Wind Wolf had no intention of stopping. He changed direction and ran to the left.
Lin Feng hurried after him, raised his club, and swung it hard into Wind Wolf's side.
That'd teach him to run!
He had put all his strength into the blow, holding nothing back.
As far as he was concerned, if this Jackalman who could turn into a wolf survived the hit, he would try to capture him and ask about his transformation, just to satisfy his curiosity.
If the blow killed him, then so be it.
The wooden club landed heavily against Wind Wolf. He let out a cry and flew three meters away.
Lin Feng walked over, club in hand.
"Spare me, big brother! Please, spare me!"
Wind Wolf struggled to his feet, enduring the pain in his side as he hurriedly begged Lin Feng for mercy.
He was afraid the Human would hit him again and finish him off.
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