No More Than Three Shocks

Zhang Tie himself had no idea exactly how many Iron-Fanged Hyenas he had killed.

At this point, every Iron-Fanged Hyena had gone utterly mad, and their strength had increased dramatically. Although even level-two creatures posed no threat to Zhang Tie, there were simply too many of these Iron-Fanged Hyenas—so many that it felt as if they could never be killed off.

Every second, at least three Iron-Fanged Hyenas attacked Zhang Tie. Usually, he would kill them until their bodies piled up before him, leaving no gap at all, before changing locations again. If he did not move, more Iron-Fanged Hyenas would step on their companions' corpses and leap down at him from above, making them even harder to deal with.

Zhang Tie had no idea how Krel's battle with that man was going. From several hundred meters away, all he could hear were the thunderous explosions and collisions of battle qi as the two exchanged blows at high speed.

During one brief gap, Zhang Tie found time to glance toward their battlefield. What he saw shook him.

On that hillside, Zhang Tie saw two towering Battle Qi Totems colliding fiercely. One was green, the other black, each over twenty meters in size. The two totems had taken the form of enormous crocodiles, rolling and tearing at each other. The Battle Qi Totems of level-ten Strong Warriors seemed to be more than mere light-and-shadow effects formed from battle qi, unlike those of warriors below level nine. They seemed to possess a certain spirituality, increasingly reflecting the state of mind and will of their wielders.

This was the first time Zhang Tie had witnessed a level-ten expert fighting with true fury, and the sight left him deeply shaken.

The Battle Qi Totem of a level-ten expert was a Demon Crocodile, a powerful