No matter how scared they were, everyone forced themselves to run forward as fast as they could. If someone next to them slowed down, they would reach out and help them up.

No one had ever felt their heartbeat so clearly before; it was so loud and so fast.

"Roar!" Although they thought they were running fast enough and were using all their strength, the tiger's roar was getting closer.

"Wu Yong, we're almost at the camp. Take everyone in and hurry up, and light the wood we collected there yesterday," Si Cheng instructed Wu Yong as he ran.

"Brother, what about you?" Wu Yong had a bad feeling when he heard this.

Sure enough, "There's a big rock up ahead. I'll ambush it there. You take your men back and prepare. I'll get back as soon as possible."

"Brother, I'd rather stay with you. Besides, your wife is in the team, she'll make the arrangements." After traveling with Yunqi several times, Wu Yong knew that although she didn't like to show off, her ability to handle situations was no less than Cheng Ge's.

"No need, I have firearms, and I'm just going to ambush it, I won't confront it head-on." Si Cheng knew he was strong, but his reaction time was definitely not as quick as a tiger's.

Liu Fengya, who was running ahead of them, took out two bottles of highly concentrated diluted medicine from his medicine box and then pulled out a small, wrapped medicine packet from his inner pocket.

He gradually slowed down, and Wu Qingquan, who was running next to him, thought he was about to run out of energy and was about to reach out to help him.

“I can still run. I just want to give these medicines to my brother.” Liu Fengya quickly refused and handed the medicine box to him. “I’ll catch up in a bit.”

"Why are you slowing down now? Hurry up and run!" Wu Yong urged him from behind as he saw him slowly stop.

Yun Fengya slowed down and handed the medicine in his hand to Si Cheng. "Brother, don't worry about the medicine. Just sprinkle this packet of powder over it. It should work."

Liu Fengya had been conducting the experiments. The rabbits would faint for more than an hour if they smelled even a little bit of the powder. Even if the tiger was powerful, scattering the powder would affect its agility to some extent. With Cheng Ge's skills, he could still handle it.

Si Cheng didn't stand on ceremony and took the potion and powder from his hand. He had been so focused on being nervous that he had completely forgotten about this valuable item.

"With this, there's even less to worry about. We can use it to conduct an experiment. Wu Yong, give me your crossbow too, and you two run!" Upon seeing the potion, Si Cheng came up with a plan.

"Brother, be careful." Hearing what Brother Cheng said, everyone felt the atmosphere was less tense. Wu Yong gave a briefing and then pulled Liu Fengya to catch up with the group ahead.

Seeing that they had run far away, Si Cheng quickly slipped behind a large rock by the roadside.

Before the tiger caught up, he quickly made the preparations he was doing.

He opened the outer packaging of the powder until only the inner layer of oil paper remained, then coated the arrowheads of the crossbow with anesthetic, and lay down behind the rock, staring in the direction of the tiger's roar.

At the same time, he was observing the terrain around him. There were many rocks here, which would make it difficult to run. However, this also had an advantage for his strength, as these rocks could be turned into weapons. He memorized the locations of several large, exposed rocks, thinking that he could use them to attack when necessary.

Just as he was memorizing the location of the stones, the tiger was slowly approaching. As it got closer, Si Cheng could feel the ground trembling from its roar.

Soon, a Siberian tiger with golden fur and black stripes came into his sight. If this were in a zoo, Si Cheng might have exclaimed that it looked like a majestic general, but here, he didn't feel that leisurely mood.

The tiger strode confidently toward this direction, as if surveying its territory. Its fierce, large eyes greedily scanned its surroundings, as if pondering what lunch would be served that day.

Perhaps it was its innate keenness, for at this moment it stopped and looked in the direction of Sicheng, flicking its tiger head as if trying to determine what was causing it to feel threatened.

As soon as it appeared, Si Cheng aimed the arrow in his hand at the tiger, calculating the most suitable range in his mind.

The tiger was perhaps too confident, believing itself to be the king of this forest. It began to strut towards the city.

The closest range is ten meters, five meters; it's almost at the optimal firing range.

Si Cheng seized the opportunity and pulled the lever in his hand. The tiger tried to dodge, but it was no match for the speed of the crossbow and the accuracy of Si Cheng's arrow.

Before the tiger could react, the arrow had already struck one of its eyes.

The tiger, enraged by the arrow, charged toward the rock where Sicheng was hiding, intending to tear its attacker to pieces.

After firing an arrow, Si Cheng quickly hid behind another large rock.

The tiger missed its target and turned around, then, following the scent, pounced on Sicheng again.

At this moment, Si Cheng picked up the large stone he had prepared and hurled it at the target on the tiger's eye that he had just shot.

Because of his great strength, he pierced the arrow directly into the tiger's head in one go, and the tiger let out a deafening growl from the pain.

Yunqi and his group had just arrived at the camp. Those who arrived first quickly hid between the two mountain ranges and brought over the dry firewood they had previously stored there.

Yunqi saw that everyone had arrived, but she couldn't see her husband running over.

"Where's Cheng-ge? Wasn't he with you just now?" Yun Qi grabbed Liu Fengya and the others who were running at the back and asked urgently.

“My brother told us to come over first; he’s going to ambush the tiger,” Liu Fengya replied quickly, ignoring the pain in his arm from being grabbed.

"Who does he think he is? Does he think he can handle this tiger by himself?" Yunqi was so anxious that he kept stamping his feet.

Wu Yong stood to the side, unsure how to respond. He knew Yun Qi's worries at that moment.

"Don't stop, everyone! Quickly pile the firewood into a wall and light the fire. Brother Cheng is buying us time, so we can't delay any longer." Wu Yong saw many villagers stop and look at them anxiously, so he quickly shouted to them to stop.

"You two stay here and watch over things, I'll go check it out." Yunqi still felt uneasy, thinking that even if they had to face a tiger, they should face it together.

"Xiao Qi, you can't go over there now. It will distract me. Besides, I left all the anesthetic on me. It can help weaken the effect." Liu Fengya quickly grabbed Yun Qi, not wanting her to act impulsively.