Facing the attack of a pack of wolves, Chen Mochuan did not panic. Under the operation of his body skills, the injury caused a stinging pain, but his movements were not slow at all.
His exquisite footwork combined with his anticipation of the attacking rhythm of the wolves helped him slip through the gaps between several attacks.
At the same time, he used the approaching figure of a Wasteland Wolf on the left as a temporary bunker to block the attack route of the other Tenth Rank wolf on the right.
In that blink of an eye, Chen Mochuan struck like lightning!
He did not attack the Wasteland Wolf that was serving as a "bunker", but accurately seized the fleeting opportunity, condensed his energy and blood with Spirit Power, and struck out with a sharp Mountain-Collapsing Fist blow. Like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole, the wolf hit the throat of another Tenth Rank ferocious wolf that followed closely behind and whose sight was blocked by its companion!
"Crack!"
The muffled sound of the broken throat bone was covered up by the roar of the wolves. The momentum of this Wasteland Wolf suddenly stopped, the fierce light in its eyes instantly disappeared, and it whimpered and collapsed to the ground.
With one successful blow, Chen Mochuan didn't stop, took advantage of the opportunity to kick off the wolf corpse at his feet, and crashed into the slightly chaotic pack of wolves, aiming directly at the giant wolf that launched the attack in the first place!
He knew that he had to fight quickly and use thunderous means to scare the wolves.
When the giant wolf saw that its companion was killed instantly, its ferocity became even more fierce, and it roared to meet him.
Chen Mochuan did not dodge or evade. At the moment when the two were about to come into contact, he dwarfed strangely and slipped under the opponent's attack. At the same time, he punched with his backhand, from bottom to top, and the wolf hit his soft abdomen hard!
"Pfft!"
Amidst the heavy blow, the giant wolf howled miserably and was knocked upside down. While it was still in the air, blood began to bleed from its mouth and nose. After landing, it twitched twice and then stopped moving.
In the blink of an eye, the two strongest Tenth Rank wolves were killed!
When the remaining Tenth Rank Wasteland Wolf witnessed this scene, the fierce light in its eyes was instantly replaced by fear. It whined and turned around and ran away without hesitation!
The leader fled, and the remaining Ninth Rank wolves were even more frightened. They immediately dispersed and fled into the depths of the wilderness.
After frightening away the small group of wolves who were taking advantage of the situation, Chen Mochuan gasped slightly, knowing that no more blind Ferocious Beast would come to harass him in a short time.
He quickly retrieved his equipment bag, found a potion each for restoring vitality and blood and treating injuries, and drank it.
Then, he took out the standard dagger provided by the military, walked to the body of Wolf King, and began to carefully skin the wolf.
Compared with the ordinary Ferocious Beast, the fur of the mutant Ferocious Beast has always been a scarce resource in the market, not to mention that this is a high-grade Wolf King, so its value is definitely not low.
Just the shining golden hair on its back, which extends from the top of its head to the root of its tail, is highly recognizable and ornamental. Whether it is used to make high-end fur or as a pure collection, it will have a good market.
Even if you can't sell it at the ideal price, it's still good to take it back and collect it as a trophy. After all, this is the first entry-level Ferocious Beast that I have killed independently, so it is still very memorable.
After some hard work, a complete wolf skin was peeled off by Chen Mochuan.
Although it was his first time doing such a job, with his extremely steady hands and exquisite control of the knife, he was able to remove the skin head to tail without too much flesh and blood sticking to it.
The only fly in the ointment is that due to the fierce battle before, there were many wounds left on the wolf's skin.
In particular, the fist-sized hole in the neck and the larger gap in the left eye that was cracked by the force of the fist all compromised the quality of the leather and made it look less than perfect.
Take out the equipped paracord from the equipment bag, Chen Mochuan carefully bind and secure the folded wolf skin.
He deliberately left the ferocious wolf head and thick wolf tail on the outside, and skillfully weaved several strong rope loops on the inside of the leather for easy carrying. A "package" with considerable weight and original shape was completed.
This "package", which is several times larger than the equipment bag, weighs about fifty or sixty pounds, but it is not much of a burden to Chen Mochuan.
He carried it behind his back, the wolf's head drooped on his shoulder, and its dark eyes seemed to still be staring.
Even though blood was still slowly dripping from the bottom of the bloated package due to the unavoidable staining of blood and flesh during the skinning process, he didn't care. Anyway, at this moment, his whole body was already soaked in a lot of blood, including his own and Wasteland Wolf's.
When ready, Chen Mochuan opens Tactical Terminal to view the map, find the coordinates of the nearest temporary camp, and identify the direction.
After raising his head and glancing at the number of Drone Swarms that were silently circling and guarding the sky above his head, he set out on his way home.
Perhaps the trophy from the first-order Wolf King on his back was enough of a deterrent, so the journey back was unexpectedly calm.
Even if Wasteland Wolf or other Ferocious Beast occasionally peeked from a distance, when their eyes touched the exposed, ferocious and huge wolf head, they immediately ran away without the slightest thought of blocking the road.
But even though he had not been attacked, Chen Mochuan, who was seriously injured and was carrying a wolf skin, could not walk very fast, far less than the speed he ran through various areas before.
Along the way, enduring pain and trekking, he never thought of applying for assistance, because the practical training was not over yet. In Wilderness Zone, no matter what situation he encountered, finding a way to return to a safe human settlement was also part of the assessment.
Those who failed to return to the team on time would have 30% of their points deducted. Fortunately, he estimated his traveling speed and arrived at the temporary camp before the training stipulation of 5 p. m., which was more than enough.
At 4:30 pm, temporary camp in [C3] area.
The students who have completed the assessment tasks first have returned to the team one after another, and the camp is gradually becoming more crowded.
Many students had bandages on their bodies, and some were treated at medical points. Only a handful of seriously injured people were carried back on stretchers by patrolling soldiers.
But regardless of whether they were injured or not, most people's faces showed excitement and exhaustion after completing the training. Familiar classmates gathered in small groups and whispered about their experiences and gains from the trip.
Unsurprisingly, the focus that everyone talks about the most is Chen Mochuan.
"No. 8 High School, that Chen Mochuan, that's outrageous! The points actually exceed one thousand!"
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"I have been staring at the list. Around one o'clock at noon, his points suddenly increased by 500! That can only mean that he killed First-Order Ferocious Beast!"
"How is it possible——could he already be Martial Artist?"
"It's Martial Artist, but the military's point system can't be fake, right?"
"It seems that this year our Antu City and Martial Arts Top Scholar have a chance to compete----"
In the midst of these discussions, the sentry in charge of the alert moved his eyes slightly, and some students sitting on the edge of the camp also noticed something, looked in a certain direction, and whispered, "Look over there--"
Everyone followed the sound.
I saw a young boy covered in blood, with the broken Protective Vest barely hanging on his body. His exposed skin and clothes were covered with brown blood, wounds and dust.
What is even more eye-catching is the "trophy" he is carrying.
A ferocious and huge wolf head, with gray hair and gold, hangs lifelessly on his shoulder. Even if it dies, the half-open mouth,
Senbai's sharp teeth and empty eye sockets still exude a heart-stopping, ferocious aura.
The noisy camp seemed to have pressed the mute button.
The whispers stopped suddenly, the excited chatter and laughter froze on their faces, and everyone's eyes were involuntarily attracted to that figure and that wolf head.
Some people may have been doubtful about the list before, but at this moment, any doubts disappeared as soon as they saw this young man.