In their first clash, Xiao Ding's hands were left with gruesome wounds.
The Blazing Prairie Fire Wolf King's claws tore open Xiao Ding's arms, blood spraying everywhere. The instant agony nearly made Xiao Ding pass out.
Xiao Ding let out a pained roar and was sent flying backward like a kite with a snapped string. He crashed heavily onto the rocky ground more than ten meters away, rolling several more meters before coming to a stop.
The violent impact made his vision go black, as though his internal organs had shifted out of place. A sweetness rose in his throat, and he could no longer suppress it. He spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the ground before him red.
The sudden heavy blow had thrown all the Dou Qi in Xiao Ding's body into utter chaos, nearly causing it to collapse. Lying on the ground, every breath tugged at the wounds across his body, bringing tearing pain. Even turning over had become exceptionally difficult. His blurred vision swayed as the Fire Wolf King's figure continued to draw closer.
On the cliff, the scar-faced brute watched Xiao Ding get blasted away in a single strike and collapse to the ground coughing blood. At last, a satisfied, savage grin appeared on his tightly drawn face.
"It's done!"
The others also breathed sighs of relief, cruel smiles appearing openly on their faces. The tall, thin man rubbed his hands excitedly. "Hehe, that beast has finally gotten the idea. One more hit, and that brat will be finished for good!"
The lean, capable-looking man nodded as well. "The Blazing Prairie Fire Wolf will deliver the final blow. There isn't even any of our Dou Qi on him. Once the wolf has had its fill, not even a Dou Di will be able to