Any uncertainty, unfamiliar object, or animal will make it extremely wary.
The leopard felt a pang of unease as it watched the tiger disappear into the distance.
Is this the difference between it and a tiger?
Despite the tigress's fury, her desire to kill and devour it on the spot, she remained calm and cautiously pursued it...
The leopard's newly awakened intelligence was somewhat confused; it felt an indescribable feeling that made it feel suffocated and lost.
Although I'm in a bad mood, I still have to face the things that need to be done.
It must fight.
It didn't want to be exhausted and then face the tiger's attack; it knew without a doubt how humiliating that kind of death would be.
"roar!!"
With bulging muscles, a deep roar issued a challenge to the tigress.
The tigress stared coldly at the leopard; she had no intention of accepting this challenge.
But it saw the fighting spirit in the leopard's eyes, the determination it contained.
The leopard stopped running; this battle was inevitable.
The tiger's broad paws landed step by step on the dry leaves, the soft rustling sound particularly clear in the quiet atmosphere.
"roar."
The tigress growled at the leopard, without provocation or mockery.
This is just a casual statement of fact, meaning, "You will die."
This is the judgment of the king, and also the victor's pity for the loser.
"roar--!"
The leopard didn't respond. It roared and pounced, a completely unexpected attack!
The tigress remained vigilant for a long time, then nimbly shifted her position with a swift movement of her paw.
The leopard missed its target.
The leopard, having failed to catch the tigress, leaped away without hesitation, then slowly watched the tigress's movements, ready to launch an attack at any moment.
This time, it will not approach carelessly again. It will resolutely engage in guerrilla warfare, which is its advantage and its only chance of survival!
If it can severely injure the tigress before it is exhausted, it may be able to escape with its speed!
The standoff between the two beasts was completely silent, with only the occasional low growl startling a passing bird.
The leopard firmly maintained its role as the "attacker," while the tigress was forced to defend passively. She felt somewhat frustrated, but she understood that this was the best option.
The leopard launched wave after wave of attacks, while the tigress defended fiercely. The battle between offense and defense lasted for a long time.
As the morning mist in the forest dissipated, accompanied by the cool autumn breeze, the orange-red sunrise slowly emerged from the fog.
The leopard's attack finally slowed down. It was panting with its mouth open, showing that it had almost exhausted its strength.
But its steps never stopped, and its speed never slackened; it was relying on its willpower to continue fighting.
Even though its body was covered with scratches and bloody wounds of varying depths, which were extremely terrifying, if it stopped walking, the pain from its injuries would probably prevent it from standing up.
The tigress was not unscathed either; she had several scratches on her shoulder and back from the leopard.
The beautiful, smooth fur was now mangled, with scratches and bloodstains, and the once silky down fluttered in the breeze.
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But in terms of injuries, the leopard's injuries were naturally much more severe.
Most of the wounds on the tigress were inflicted by the leopard in exchange for its own injury—truly a case of injuring the enemy by eight hundred while losing a thousand of its own.
The tigress coldly stared at the stubborn leopard, her originally furious eyes now carrying a strange emotion.
It had never encountered such an opponent before, charging forward fearlessly, solely to injure it, even though it knew that getting close to it would not bring any advantage.
But if the leopard doesn't get close to the tigress, how can it attack?
This is a dead end, belonging to the Golden Leopard.
When the leopard realized this, it became disheartened, knowing that it was doomed.
But before it died, it wanted to give it one last shot; it didn't want to die a cowardly death.
At the very least, it wanted to die a glorious death in battle, under the tigress's paws.
For it, this was a dignified way to die.
As a wild beast, the leopard naturally doesn't know what dignity is. It has lived its whole life in a daze, relying on its instincts. Now, it has suddenly gained some wisdom and has developed a sense of self in its confusion.
But at the moment of its imminent death, it had an epiphany.
It understands dignity, rejoices in it, and gives its all.
Drops of blood dripped from the leopard's body. It felt the pain in its body, its limbs were gradually weakening, and it would soon collapse...
The leopard's eyes widened suddenly, it bared its fangs, let out a roar, and charged at the tigress!
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