It was the third day since their return to Buena Village.
The early morning mist had yet to fully disperse.
Yet swordlight and foul-smelling blood were already mingling and splashing at the edge of the forest outside the village.
Together, they played a cruel yet stirring symphony.
"Hah!... Aah!..."
Paul roared, utterly unlike his usual frivolous self.
At that moment, he carried all the composure and fierce courage of a warrior.
The longsword in his hand came crashing down with tremendous force.
Razor-sharp Battle Aura surged from its edge!
With a single slash, he cut an unusually massive Doom Boar clean in half at the waist, along with the Assault Hound following close behind it!
Scalding, foul-smelling blood mixed with shattered entrails splattered all over Paul.
He paid it no mind.
With a backhand slash, his blade traced an exquisite arc.
It deflected the claws of another Forest Wolf attacking from his flank with unerring precision.
Thud!...
Paul planted his foot, then drove a vicious kick into the beast's belly.
With a piercing howl, it tumbled through the air, breaking several saplings before finally coming to a stop.
"Ciyou... behind you, to the left. The last three."
Paul panted heavily, sweat mingling with blood as it slid down the bulging veins at his temples.
His chest heaved. Clearly, the fight had taken a considerable toll on him.
Yet his wealth of experience from countless battles allowed him to assess the entire battlefield in an instant.
He shouted a warning to Cui Ciyou, who stood a short distance away.
"Got it. Leave them to me!"
Cui Ciyou's voice was as calm as ever.
As though the bloody battlefield before him were no more than an ordinary afternoon stroll.
[Mental Power-connect-Perception-activate!]
Cui Ciyou did not even need to turn around.