The accumulation of lactic acid caused his muscles to begin to shake uncontrollably.
The accumulation of scars will cause his movements to deform and make mistakes.
The decline of Soul Power will make his battle more stalemate.
Zhong Shenxiu Take a deep breath and force yourself to calm down.
He looked around.
The body of Flame Lion fell three meters away, with blood still pouring from the penetrating wound on the neck. The air in this forest glade was filled with the pungent smell of blood - the smell was so strong that it could attract all predators within a few miles.
Must leave.
He forced himself to stand up, his left arm dropped to his side, and his right arm was slightly raised. A faint light barely condensed in his palm - the light was so dim that it was almost extinguished, and even a complete Dragon Spear could not be condensed.
He took steps towards the edge of the clearing.
One step.
Two steps.
Three steps--
Then, he stopped.
In the shadow of the dense forest, a pair of golden beast eyes were staring at him.
The eyes were the size of an adult's fist, and the pupils shrank into a vertical slit, with the most primitive violence and greed burning in the depths of the pupils. Their eyes met Zhong Shenxiu's in the air, and in an instant, a bone-chilling chill ran down Zhong Shenxiu's spine.
That's the gaze of an apex predator.
There was absolutely no chance for Zhong Shenxiu to react.
A fierce roar exploded!
The sound was like Jinglei falling to the ground, causing the leaves in the forest to rustle and fall, and Zhong Shenxiu's eardrums to buzz.
The roar carried the unique coercion of the three-thousand-year-level Soul Beast, and it rushed towards him like a substance, making his chest feel tight and almost breathless.
Then, the giant beast rushed out of the forest.
Golden Violent Bear stands upright three meters high!
The moment it landed, the entire ground trembled. The huge body was covered with thick golden hair, each hair was as thick as a steel needle, glowing with a metallic cold light under the gray light.
Its shoulders were more than two meters wide, and its bulging muscles were piled up like rocks, rising and falling with every step it moved. A pair of forearms were surprisingly thick, ending in five curved claws, each of which was longer than Zhong Shenxiu's forearms. They were as black as ink, but glowed with a cold light.
More than three thousand years!
Zhong Shenxiu's pupils suddenly contracted.
He recognized this Soul Beast--Golden Violent Bear at a glance. It was of earth nature and was famous for its terrifying defense and violent power.
Three thousand years of cultivation means that its fur is as tough as fine steel, that it is powerful enough to crush boulders with one palm, and that its speed - for a Soul Beast of this size - is incredibly fast.
What's worse is that Golden Violent Bear is extremely vindictive and murderous.
Once it locks onto its prey, it will fight to the death.
Zhong Shenxiu clicked his tongue.
In this "tsk", there is disgust, irritability, and unwillingness, but there is no fear.
Zhong Shenxiu forcibly summoned Sky Light Dragon Spear.
The moment the light in his palm lit up, his right arm trembled violently - that was a sign of complete muscle overdraft. But he did not stop, and he could not stop.
Golden Violent Bear has already pounced.
The three-meter-tall behemoth was like a toppled mountain at the moment of the attack. The row of fangs that could crush rocks was less than three meters away from Zhong Shenxiu's head, and the stinky breath spewed from the huge mouth had already hit his face.
Zhong Shenxiu did not return.
He took a step forward.
This step cracked the ground and caused gravel to fly. His figure was lowered in an instant, almost sliding forward against the ground - Sky Light Dragon Spear was dragged behind him, and the tip of his spear plowed a deep ravine on the ground.
One person and one bear passed by each other.
Tsk--
The tip of the gun scratched the inside of Golden Violent Bear's right leg, leaving a wound deep enough to show the bone. Blood spattered all over Zhong Shenxiu's body.
But the price was that Golden Violent Bear's left paw brushed against his back.
Bang!
Zhong Shenxiu's figure was carried away by the huge force and hit a big tree, causing the leaves to fall. The sharp pain from his back made his vision go dark, and a fishy sweetness surged in his throat.
But he gritted his teeth and swallowed the mouthful of blood.
Can't vomit.
To vomit is to let go of the breath.
After letting out that breath, I really couldn't stand up.
He supported Dragon Spear and stood up unsteadily.
The road to simplicity.
There are never any fancy skills in his fighting. Stab, pick, sweep, chop - every action is the most basic marksmanship, and they are all killing moves that have been refined countless times in the Dragon Fighting Illusion Realm.
But at this moment, those killing moves can no longer be used.
It's not because I forgot.
It's because the body doesn't obey its orders.
The left arm was completely useless, hanging down by his side, swaying feebly as he moved. The right arm could still move, but every time he swung the gun, the muscles screamed like tearing. The burns on his waist and abdomen continued to tear with the movement, and the blood soaked the torn clothes, dripped down the trouser legs, and formed a small puddle at his feet.
Golden Violent Bear would not show any mercy, turned around and roared, charging towards him.
The roar was like a real wave, shaking the fallen leaves in the forest and making Zhong Shenxiu's eardrums buzz.
The three-meter-tall behemoth ran wildly on all fours, leaving a deep hole in the ground every time its claws fell. Mud splashed and gravel shot out. The golden hair fell backwards as it galloped, revealing the muscles underneath that were as knotted as rocks.
It's too fast.
It's so fast that people don't have time to react, and it's so fast that people don't even have time to feel fear.
Thirty meters.
Twenty meters.
Ten meters--
Golden Violent Bear suddenly stood up, its golden beast eyes burning with the most primitive violence and greed. It opened its huge mouth, its fangs were jagged, saliva flowed, and it bit Zhong Shenxiu's head fiercely.
The next moment, he will die here.
Leave Spirit Ascension Platform.
Turn into white light and return to the real world.
Zhong Shenxiu's pupils reflected the giant mouth that was getting closer and closer, and reflected the row of fangs that could crush rocks. His body no longer obeyed his orders, his left arm dropped, his right arm trembled, and the burns on his waist and abdomen hurt like tearing apart with every breath.
But his eyes--
There was still no fear in those light golden vertical pupils.
There is only peace.
Calm to the point of being almost coldly calm.
What is he thinking?
No one knows.
But at that moment when the gaping mouth was less than three meters away from his head--
Zhong Shenxiu suddenly felt a trance in front of his eyes.
It's not an hallucination caused by fear.
It's not dizziness caused by excessive blood loss.
Instead, a picture broke into his mind without warning.
That is a towering mountain peak.
On the top of the mountain, a burly Dragon Fighting Warrior stood with its head held high. Its figure was like a moving mountain, and every muscle contained explosive power. There was a pair of curved horns on its head, and its body Entangle was filled with crackling thunder and lightning. When the lightning jumped, the surrounding air was scorched and twisted.
Taurus Star Dragon.