Wang Zheng dodged the wolf's attack by sidestepping, and then swung his right fist in a wide arc, smashing it hard into the wolf's head.
The immense force sent Garo flying, and Wang Zheng's own fist was also jolted and ached.
He shook his hand, which was still sore from the shock, and cursed himself for being stupid. Wolves are supposed to have heads of bronze, bones of iron, and waists of tofu. He had only asked for trouble by hitting its head.
The Fang Wolf was extremely fast. When the two wolves attacked at the same time, Wang Zheng was unable to dodge in time and was hit hard on the back, causing blood to flow out immediately.
The wolf's ferocity intensified upon smelling blood. Duan Zhengkai was overjoyed to see Wang Zheng injured and immediately commanded the two wolves to surround him.
Wang Zheng felt the injury on his back. Although it looked like it was bleeding profusely, it was actually just a superficial wound and had not damaged the internal muscles. His stamina had only decreased by 5 points.
Thinking that he had come empty-handed today, without any weapons or tools around him, he was at a disadvantage against these two fanged wolves. After all, he could only dodge, and if he tried to parry, he would be scratched.
Fortunately, the Fang Wolves' attack power was not enough to completely break through his defenses. Seeing the two Fang Wolves cooperating well and moving quickly, Wang Zheng immediately adjusted his battle strategy.
When one of the fanged wolves pounced, Wang Zheng voluntarily put his arm into its mouth.
Feeling the pain of the sharp fangs piercing his skin, Wang Zheng hardened his heart and shoved his hand into the wolf's throat. Taking advantage of the wolf's pain and attempt to retreat, he immediately flipped over and straddled it.
At the same time, he used his other hand to tightly grip Garo's neck, using all his strength to twist his arm.
"Click".
With a crisp sound of bones breaking, the wolf's neck was snapped instantly, its tongue lolling out, and it was already lifeless.
Wang Zheng examined the wolf's corpse carefully but found no other wounds. Thinking about it, it made sense. A 20% damage reflection was equivalent to reducing the wolf's attack power by 80%, so it was reasonable that the counterattack damage couldn't break through the beast's defenses.
At this moment, a faint spiritual energy drifted along the corpse of the Fang Wolf towards Wang Zheng, but Wang Zheng was still fighting and did not notice it.
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