Chapter 25 Am I Strong?

Chapter 25 Am I Strong?

Wang Lang was very particular about the location of his cut. He cut directly at the bend of the knee behind the left front leg of the century-old gazelle.

The bone blade was extremely sharp, and the strike directly injured a large tendon in the left front leg of the century-old gazelle.

Although it didn't cut it off directly, it was enough to injure it so that it no longer dared to use force with its left front leg.

Before traveling to this vast world of mountains and seas, Wang Lang was a poor loser.

Although he is a veteran, he has never received any training in Sanda, boxing, or similar face-to-face combat.

But he is not a fool. He knows how to strike at the enemy's weak points.

The century-old gazelle turned its body and tried to collide with Wang Lang, but Wang Lang was prepared and dodged its attack by simply rolling over.

After stabilizing his body, he swung the bone sword in his hand and slashed it hard at the bend of the left hind leg of the century-old gazelle.

The intense pain caused the century-old gazelle to scream miserably.

Both of its left legs were injured, and the century-old antelope almost lost its balance and fell to the ground.

However, it was a powerful century-old beast after all, and in the end it managed to stand firmly.

After a successful strike, Wang Lang immediately stepped forward and swung his bone sword, wanting to give the century-old gazelle another blow on its hind legs.

However, imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel.

The Centennial Serow raised its injured left hind leg and kicked backwards, almost hitting him.

Wang Lang dodged the attack by turning sideways, then rolled over and moved three or four meters away from the century-old gazelle.

To be honest, this century-old gazelle is really very smart.

If it had just raised its right hind leg to attack, it would most likely have fallen to the ground due to the injury to its left hind leg and would not be able to support its body.

If that were the case, it would definitely be extremely dangerous.

After rolling a few times, Wang Lang got up from the ground, and then he rushed forward to continue attacking the century-old gazelle.

However, he had just rushed up and ran only two or three steps when he suddenly felt an extreme burning sensation above his head.

Wang Lang knew that the hundred-year-old gazelle must have launched a fireball attack on him.

He did not panic, nor did he look up, but suddenly accelerated and continued to rush towards the century-old gazelle.

When the mythical beast abacus was fighting with the hundred-year-old gazelle just now, Wang Lang had already observed the situation when the hundred-year-old gazelle launched a fireball attack.

After the Centennial Antelope releases a fireball, the fireball will rush towards the enemy rapidly.

It is extremely fast and will rush towards the enemy in a fixed direction, and will not change direction because of the enemy's dodge.

At this time, Wang Lang knew that he must not stop and must not have any hesitation.

Keep charging forward at an accelerated speed, and you can completely avoid the fireball attack.

Sure enough, after Wang Lang accelerated forward, three fireballs fell one after another where Wang Lang had just been.

Three fireballs fell to the ground one after another, not only creating several small pits on the ground, but also igniting the surrounding fallen leaves and branches.

The branches and fallen leaves burned quickly, and a large area was burned in the blink of an eye.

However, the flame is not big and is unlikely to ignite too many places.

At this time, Wang Lang had already arrived next to the century-old gazelle.

Now the century-old gazelle had broken ribs and its two left legs were seriously injured, which greatly affected its speed and body balance.

Although it wanted to dodge when it saw Wang Lang approaching it, it couldn't dodge at all.

Wang Lang did not hold back at all. He swung the bone sword in his hand and chopped at the legs of the century-old antelope continuously.

Taking advantage of the space, he raised the bone sword and stabbed it directly into the abdomen of the Centennial Antelope.

Although it only penetrated more than ten centimeters, it was enough to make a wound and cause it to bleed profusely.

Baaaaaa…baaaaaa…

After the century-old gazelle screamed a few times, it could no longer keep its balance and fell to the ground.

Wang Lang would naturally seize the opportunity to kill it while it is weak.

He jumped high, almost two or three meters high.

As he fell, he held the bone blade in both hands, and inserted the tip of the blade straight down into the belly of the century-old gazelle.

This time the knife was really inserted, and the handle almost sank into the stomach of the hundred-year-old antelope.

A stream of blood spurted out, directly onto Wang Lang's face and body.

The blood was warm, but not very fishy.

Wang Lang held the handle of the bone sword with both hands, and then pulled it. The wound on the abdomen of the hundred-year-old antelope became more than three times larger.

A large amount of blood gushed out, and the head, neck and four legs of the century-old antelope twitched a few times, and then there was no sound.

At this moment, a large ball of blood-colored mist and a light golden light rushed out from the body of the Centennial Antelope and floated in the air.

The blood-colored mist is blood energy, and the light golden light is spiritual energy.

Two groups of blood and spiritual energy separated.

The slightly larger one quickly sank into Wang Lang's body.

Another small ball of blood and spiritual energy flew into the body of the nearby divine beast, the ape.

Due to Wang Lang's extraordinary aptitude, he practiced both body and qi training at the same time, so he could absorb both blood and spiritual energy, and the amount he absorbed was relatively large.

If he only trained his body or Qi, he could only absorb a large amount of blood Qi or spiritual Qi. For the other one, he could only absorb a small amount.

After absorbing blood, energy and spiritual energy, Wang Lang clearly felt that his body had become much stronger and his overall strength had also increased a lot.

He was very excited, clapped his hands and shouted with a smile: "Haha, not bad, we're done!"

After shouting, Wang Lang reached out and touched the body of the hundred-year-old gazelle, and directly put it into the space of Shennong Ding.

Then, he communicated with the Shennong Ding space and took out a piece of linen.

While wiping the blood off his face, he walked towards the burning dead branches and leaves on the ground.

Although the fire there is not big, if left alone, there is no guarantee that it will not continue to expand.

It would be troublesome if the whole forest were to catch fire because of this little flame.

While Wang Lang was stepping on the flames, he shouted to the mythical beast abacus that was sitting not far away.

"How about me, am I fierce or not?"

As he spoke, Wang Lang raised his hand to show off the muscles on his arm, and then he clenched his fist and patted his chest a few times.

The divine beast abacus understood what Wang Lang meant. It growled, grinned, rolled its eyes, then turned around and ran towards home.

"Hey, don't run. What's wrong? Are you scared because I'm so fierce?"

Roar, roar, roar… Roar, roar, roar…

What responded to Wang Lang was the growl of the divine beast, the abacus. At this time, it was extremely fast and had disappeared into the forest.

The flames on the ground died down, and the surroundings became quiet. At this time, Wang Lang realized that the sky had completely darkened.

If there wasn't some moonlight in the forest and some fireflies the size of a fist, it would have been pitch dark.

Everything around him fell silent. Wang Lang suddenly felt a little scared, so he just shouted.

"Xiaohua, come on, we are going home."

As soon as Wang Lang finished speaking, Xiaohua's cry rang out.

Moo, mo ...

Then, there was the sound of stomping on the ground.

Soon, Xiaohua rushed in front of Wang Lang.

It stretched out its big head, stuck out its tongue very intimately, and licked Wang Lang's body.

Just when it stretched out its big tongue and wanted to lick his face, Wang Lang stopped it in time.

If this flower was licked by Xiaohua's big tongue, my face would be covered with its saliva.

Wang Lang grabbed the long hair on Xiaohua's back, exerted force with his legs and jumped directly onto its back.

After patting Xiaohua's horns, Wang Lang shouted directly: "Okay, turn around in that direction, we're going home."

Moo moo...

As soon as Xiaohua finished calling, she turned around and walked away.

Xiaohua's movement directly knocked over the calf that was drinking milk under its crotch.

After hearing the sound of the calf falling to the ground and its cursing voice, Wang Lang turned and looked at it.

Then, Wang Lang said speechlessly: "You little calf, have you never drunk milk in your life? Why do you drink it endlessly?"

Moo moo...

The little calf didn’t understand what Wang Lang said. After it got up, it quickly ran after its mother Xiaohua.

At this time, Wang Lang muttered to himself.

"Should we find a chance to drive this calf away, or just kill it and eat it? It drank up all the milk, what else is there for me to drink?"

But Wang Lang was just muttering to himself. If he asked it to really kill the little calf, he really couldn't do it.

Although it is not a toy, it is Xiaohua's son after all. It is really not good to kill it like this.

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