The giant short-faced bear was incredibly powerful. Chen Yang dared to fight even a tiger, but he still backed down in front of the giant short-faced bear. If that guy were to slap him, he would definitely be turned into a meat patty.
However, the giant short-faced bear was much faster than Chen Yang, and the wound on its shoulder only had a slight impact.
Chen Yang could only try to take a roundabout route, zigzagging around, but after a few times, the giant short-faced bear figured out Chen Yang's trick and was less than ten meters away from him.
This distance is just a matter of one or two leaps for a giant short-faced bear.
Chen Yang knew he would definitely be tackled if things continued like this, so he couldn't run anymore.
There was a tall cedar tree in front of him, and Chen Yang hid behind it without hesitation, holding the Tenacious Blade as he watched the giant short-faced bear pounce on him.
In just that brief moment of turning around, the ten-meter distance was instantly shortened, and the giant short-faced bear was only two meters away from him. However, due to the obstruction of the cedar tree, it had to slow down and try to go around to the back of the tree to slap Chen Yang.
In the eyes of the giant short-faced bear, a weak creature like Chen Yang was only good at running fast; if it got close, it would be a matter of one slap.
Little did it know that Chen Yang would rush up to it just as it was about to go around behind the tree.
The giant short-faced bear had just calmed its charge and hadn't even reacted yet, but instinct made it raise its paw, ready to slap the little thing to death.
Chen Yang ducked to avoid the giant short-faced bear's paw, and his tenacious blade easily pierced the bear's abdomen.
The giant short-faced bear, in pain, rolled over, but this only made the wound bigger.
Chen Yang dared not press his advantage, because the giant short-faced bear's paw was already slapping down again. He could only retreat quickly and barely dodge the slap.
When facing this creature, techniques like using the opponent's force against them or using soft, multiple-force techniques in boxing are utter nonsense.
A Tai Chi master might be able to use the force to throw a 200-300 pound fat man, but try asking him to throw a 1-ton bear? He'd be lucky not to be crushed to death.
Chen Yang could only rely on his skills to evade.
The bear had such thick subcutaneous fat that the stubborn blade didn't damage its internal organs, but it did inflict considerable injury on the giant short-faced bear.
The injured giant short-faced bear became even angrier and lunged at Chen Yang. Chen Yang dodged to the side and simultaneously stabbed the giant short-faced bear in the side and back of the waist.
The stab did hit, but Chen Yang regretted it immediately afterward.
The stubborn blade seemed to have pierced the bone, and the giant short-faced bear continued its charge, so Chen Yang had no time to pull out the stubborn blade.
The immense pulling force caused Chen Yang to release his grip immediately, but even so, his hand still ached slightly.
The giant short-faced bear took another hit and became even angrier.
Despite its anger, the wounds it suffered were real. The first cut caused it to bleed profusely, and the second cut also injured its bones. The stubborn blade was indeed too sharp.
During the battle, the giant short-faced bear ignored the pain and pounced on Chen Yang again, truly like a heavy tank, with the earth trembling beneath its feet.
The giant short-faced bear opened its mouth wide and bit at Chen Yang. Chen Yang dodged, but the giant short-faced bear turned around and slapped him.
The giant short-faced bear's paws were very long and covered a huge area, leaving Chen Yang with no way to avoid them. If it were a human, Chen Yang could exchange punches, but against a giant short-faced bear, no matter what kind of power-generating techniques he possessed, he would only suffer broken bones. So he protected his chest with both hands, pushed off with his feet, and quickly retreated.
The giant short-faced bear's paw sent Chen Yang flying.
No kidding, it really flew out, reaching a height of at least one meter off the ground at its highest point.
Chen Yang felt like his internal organs were about to explode, and his arm was almost broken. If it weren't for his retreat and the fact that the giant short-faced bear's injuries affected its movements and reduced its strength by more than half, he would definitely be meeting his ancestors by now.
Even so, Chen Yang still coughed up blood. Of course, it wasn't like in the TV dramas where a fountain of blood spurted from his mouth; it was just blood gushing from his chest cavity and flowing out of his mouth.
He rolled a few times when he landed, skillfully dissipating the impact, and then turned and ran without hesitation, not even having time to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.
The giant short-faced bear gave chase again, but this time it was much slower.
The wound on its abdomen was bleeding profusely, which had already weakened the giant short-faced bear considerably. If the bleeding was not stopped in time, it could very well die.
However, he still had the ability to take someone down with him before he died, and Chen Yang didn't want to be the one to take down; he couldn't afford to use this ton of flesh as a cushion. So he had to run, even if he couldn't outrun it, he had to run, to force the giant short-faced bear to make violent movements and accelerate the bleeding from its wounds.
Enraged by Chen Yang, the giant short-faced bear chased after him despite its worsening wounds.
Although Chen Yang suffered internal injuries, they were not particularly serious, and his speed remained unchanged. However, the giant short-faced bear was different; the two wounds on its body were making it increasingly weak.
The more he chased, the slower he slowed, always just a hair's breadth away from Chen Yang. The little creature in front of him was too slippery; he simply couldn't catch it.
When Chen Yang encountered a snow slope, he didn't hesitate to dive down and roll seven or eight times before stopping.
The giant short-faced bear also rolled down, but unlike Chen Yang, it didn't have the skill to roll. It actually rolled, and passively at that, almost turning itself into a snowball. It only stopped after crashing into a tree, which was as thick as a thigh and snapped in two.
Moreover, Chen Yang saw that the stubborn blade that was still stuck in the giant short-faced bear's body coincidentally pierced into the bear's body after the collision.
The giant short-faced bear let out a mournful howl, struggled a few times on the spot, and then could only twitch. There was also a distinct scarlet color on the white snow, and it was still expanding.
Chen Yang waited in place for a while, and only after confirming that the giant short-faced bear had stopped moving did he slowly approach.
His eyesight was excellent; he could tell that the giant short-faced bear wasn't still, but rather twitching.
Chen Yang was very cautious. He circled around to the other side of the giant short-faced bear and, seeing its wide-open, angry eyes, confirmed that the bear was dead. Its body was still twitching; it was unconscious.
Although it was just a bear, bears are actually very intelligent. As for whether it would be intelligent enough to play dead, Chen Yang was not sure. Generally speaking, only people die when they run into a bear. The chances of a bear playing dead in front of a person are almost nonexistent.
The giant short-faced bear's wound was still bleeding, and Chen Yang sat down heavily on the ground.
After running for so long and going through a big battle, he was quite exhausted.
This ancient behemoth was indeed terrifying. Chen Yang was able to kill it thanks to a combination of strength and luck. Even though it was on the verge of death, Chen Yang still dared not approach it. What if this giant had a final burst of energy and slapped him before dying? That would be a huge loss.
While Chen Yang was resting, he suddenly saw several figures appear on the snow in the distance.
He was stunned when he saw it; it was actually an old acquaintance… no, an old wolf.
The green-hatted wolf king came over with his minions.
(End of this chapter)
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