Countered in Turn

In the mud, the enormous mosasaur exotic beast ultimately failed to withstand Baili Huai'an and Wang Haoran's successive heavy blows.

After all four of its limbs were broken, several holes were punched in its head, and its tail was forcibly broken. In the end, it lay in the mud, too weak to move.

"Wang Haoran, did you come here to collect a corpse? That's not how you hunt exotic beasts!"

Watching Wang Haoran show no mercy, beating the mosasaur exotic beast until it was crippled and on the verge of death, Baili Huai'an couldn't understand this way of hunting.

If hunting were done so simply and brutally, all anyone could do in Qinmeng would be kill, kill, kill.

In fact, to ensure exotic beasts survived and could be put to use, most hunters relied more on hit-and-run tactics or used various tools to bind them. Only when faced with an exotic beast that was difficult to subdue would they resort to violence.

The mosasaur exotic beast had practically been beaten into a grandson under their joint assault, yet Wang Haoran still refused to let up. Baili Huai'an thought this way of fighting was far too unscientific.

Dead exotic beasts weren't worth much. In particular, Wang Haoran and the others hadn't brought any refrigeration equipment, so the mosasaur exotic beast would be worth nothing if it died.

"The sooner we get to work, the sooner we're done!"

Wang Haoran glanced at Batia, who stood more than fifty meters away, not daring to make a rash move, and made a slight adjustment to his aim with Martial Cry.

"There shouldn't be any dispute now!"

If the mosasaur exotic beast had no value, the associated conflict would be resolved.

Although this would sow ill will and someone might strike at them from the