Chapter 83 The alpha wolf is critically wounded and on the verge of death; the pack is leaderless!
The power that had been deliberately suppressed, only displaying the skills of an ordinary martial artist honed in the apocalypse, was now being unleashed without reservation!
"You're courting death!" A deep, angry shout, as if from the depths of hell, rang out! Xu Zhili's aura suddenly changed drastically!
It wasn't a simple increase in power, but a cold and powerful pressure that spread out like a tangible entity, originating from the fusion of mental power and spatial abilities.
Her jet-black hair moved without wind, and her eyes, shining with an astonishing light, seemed to burn with a ghostly blue flame on her blood-stained face.
The Tang sword in his hand, which was originally just a sharp blade, now hummed and vibrated, with a sharp, cold light that was visible to the naked eye and almost solidified flowing across its blade!
She moved!
No longer passively defending, but actively attacking, his figure so fast that it left faint afterimages in place, the blade no longer flickering, but like a splashing silver waterfall, or the scythe of death.
A gray wolf that pounced from the side saw a sudden burst of silver light before its eyes, and a chill ran down its throat. Before it could even howl, its massive body crashed to the ground.
Xu Zhili did not pause in her steps at all. The knife followed her body and she delivered a sharp upward slash with her backhand!
"Pfft!" Another wolf that had tried to ambush her from behind had its soft belly ripped open, its internal organs mixed with hot blood gushing out and splashing onto the nearby tree trunk.
The wolf pack's offensive faltered momentarily under the sudden burst of terrifying combat power she unleashed.
The chilling killing intent and thunderous methods made even these bloodthirsty beasts tremble instinctively, and the encirclement subconsciously loosened slightly.
"Stay close to me!" Xu Zhili's voice was icy cold and devoid of any emotion, yet it entered Xie Yunze's ears like a stabilizing force.
Despite the excruciating pain in his leg, the boy gritted his teeth and stayed close behind her, desperately using his short knife to parry the occasional attacks that slipped through his fingers. Sweat mixed with blood blurred his vision, but he dared not relax for a moment.
He knew that Xu Zhili was the only way out at this moment!
Xu Zhili's goal is extremely clear—the Wolf King!
That beast with its mane-like neck, who had been directing from the rear, was like a sharp blade on the battlefield. Ignoring the harassment from the other wolves, she tore through the wolf pack's formation with unstoppable force and charged straight for the core!
The wolf king sensed a deadly threat. It no longer remained seated to command, but instead let out a furious roar, its massive body pounding the ground with immense force, its fangs aimed straight for Xu Zhili's throat as it lunged forward! It was determined to tear this threat to shreds!
In that life-or-death moment of confrontation, a cold, calculating glint flashed in Xu Zhili's eyes.
Her forward momentum did not diminish, but at the very moment the wolf king pounced, her body moved like a ghost, performing an incredible extreme slide to the right.
The wolf king's determined pounce only tore apart the afterimage she left behind!
But the real killing move was launched the moment she slid.
The Tang sword is not used for a straight thrust, but rather for a precise, upward arc drawn from a very small angle by using the rotation of the waist and abdomen.
The blade tore through the air with a piercing whistle, stabbing with unparalleled precision into the wolf king's relatively soft side flank, exposed by the pounce!
"Awooo—!!!"
The scream was so piercing it almost shattered eardrums! The wolf king's massive body stiffened abruptly in mid-air before crashing heavily to the ground, blood gushing out like a stream from beneath it, staining the withered leaves beneath it crimson.
It struggled to stand up, but convulsed in vain, its life slipping away rapidly.
The alpha wolf is critically injured and on the verge of death!
The pack of wolves is leaderless!
The remaining wolves were instantly thrown into a state of panic and chaos.
They no longer attacked in an organized manner; some retreated with their tails between their legs, whimpering, while others pounced and bit even more frantically out of fear, but their attacks were no longer coordinated.
"Now! Kill!" Xu Zhili's voice carried an unquestionable determination.
She did not stop after the wolf king fell; the blade flashed again, like the sigh of death, reaping the remaining resistance.
Xie Yunze also mustered his last bit of courage and strength, enduring the sharp pain in his legs and the dizziness from blood loss. He roared and followed closely behind Xu Zhili, desperately parrying and stabbing with his short knife to clear the threats from Xu Zhili's flanks.
He no longer sought to inflict damage, but instead did everything in his power to protect her back. Each block left his arms numb and his hands cracked, but he gritted his teeth and refused to retreat an inch!
The two, one attacking and the other defending, quickly developed a strange tacit understanding during their life-or-death struggle.
Xu Zhili's blade flashed unstoppable, while Xie Yunze's short sword acted like the most loyal shield, filling any tiny gaps that might appear during her high-speed movements.
Like a tiger among sheep!
Under Xu Zhili's terrifying killing efficiency and Xie Yunze's desperate cover, the remaining wolves quickly lost the will to resist.
The sounds of screams, falling to the ground, and blades piercing flesh mingled together.
When the last wolf that tried to escape was pinned to a tree trunk by a throwing knife thrown by Xu Zhili, the noisy battlefield finally fell into a deathly silence.
The air was thick with an overwhelming, suffocating stench of blood. Wolf carcasses and wild boar corpses lay scattered on the ground, a scene straight out of hell.
Xu Zhili leaned on the knife, breathing heavily. Sweat streamed down her forehead and temples, mixing with the blood on her face, making her look extremely disheveled.
The exhaustion from the overexertion washed over her like a tidal wave, making her vision blur.
She turned to look at the boy beside her.
Xie Yunze was in a terrible state, his face as pale as paper, and his lips were bloodless from blood loss and pain.
He leaned against Xu Zhili, his body swaying slightly, only managing to stay upright thanks to his willpower.
The wound on his calf was grotesquely ripped open, blood soaking half of his trouser leg, and the hand holding the short knife was trembling uncontrollably, his knuckles turning purplish-blue.
But the look in his eyes when he looked at Xu Zhili was filled with the relief of surviving a disaster and an indescribable, almost worshipful light.
"Is...it over?" The boy's voice was hoarse and dry, filled with uncertainty and lingering fear.
Looking at his pale face and the wounds on his legs, Xu Zhili felt the murderous intent that had been boiling in her heart due to the battle quickly fade away, replaced by worry and a barely perceptible emotion.
That silly boy...
"Yes, it's over." Her voice was tired, but much gentler than before.
She tore off the hem of her relatively clean inner shirt, quickly squatted down, and carefully examined the wound on Xie Yunce's leg.
"Bear with it," she whispered, quickly and precisely applying pressure to stop the bleeding and bandaging him.
"Sister, I'm fine, don't worry." Xie Yunze said through gritted teeth, his forehead covered with fine beads of sweat, but he tried his best not to cry out in pain, not wanting Xu Zhili to worry too much.
He watched Xu Zhili's focused and efficient movements, her blood-stained profile and her tired yet still bright eyes, and a strange warmth washed away the intense pain of her wound and the fear he had just felt.
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