A mirror grinder? No, call me the master polisher of magical tools.

Chapter 83 Unleashing the Killing Spree



Chapter 83 Unleashing the Killing Spree

This is a war.

For the first time, Zhong Ming felt the cruelty of war so directly. There was no question of fairness or unfairness; there was only killing the enemy at all costs.

Surrounded by wolves, Zhong Ming knew he was of no use; the trap was clearly set up for the large force led by Instructor Xueyan.

The tree wolves strolled leisurely around Zhong Ming. What does this mean? It means that the trap doesn't need the support of these wolves at all; they are well-prepared and have ample fighting strength.

What should we do? The enemy is confident they can wipe out an entire Qi Refining stage army?

What can he do? He doesn't know anything. He's just a polishing craftsman who hasn't even had time to learn fighting skills.

He needed to call for help, but how? The instructors hadn't had time to teach him how to call for help in the military.

Standing on the treetop, Zhong Ming looked around. He knew that at least four instructors would be leading their teams into this battlefield. But this forest was so vast that it stretched as far as the eye could see. Several troops scattered into it would be as difficult to find as pearls scattered into the desert.

At Zhong Ming's feet, several wolves howled impatiently as the corpse of the dead tree spirit wolf was dragged away.

I glanced over and saw at least three wolves lying under the tree, while another three were climbing up the trees next door, seemingly planning to jump over and ambush me. I wondered if there were any other enemies.

Then... let's make a scene!

Zhong Ming chuckled, laughing at himself for his own chaotic thoughts when he was nervous.

What's there to think about? Let's focus on how to survive first.

Zhong Ming swung his mother-and-child sword and struck a branch of a tree. A piece of the thick wood was chipped off, and the tree was teetering on the edge, ready to collapse with the slightest kick.

This was repeated several times, and several branches around the tree were cut in the same way.

Although these trees are not particularly dangerous or heavy, their lush foliage means that when they fall, they crush a whole area at once, easily suppressing the demon wolves that are attacking from below.

A demonic wolf howled and began to climb the tree. It was very fast, and its sharp claws easily hooked onto the old tree bark, hanging steadily on the trunk. The eerie green light in its eyes made Zhong Ming feel uneasy.

'We must not let them get close.'

While the bait wolf was making its move, the other tree wolves had already climbed up the neighboring tree and remained motionless.

Zhong Ming decided to make some big moves.

Do you know what I just got?

Yes, there are exploding pine cones and a whole bunch of pine needles that look like steel needles.

With a flick of his wrist, a tied pine cone appeared in his hand. He swung his arm and threw it at an enemy to the side. He quickly spun halfway along the main trunk and jumped onto a branch below, using the trunk to block the pine needles that were shot out by the explosion, while facing the tree wolf on another tree.

Seeing that it had been exposed, the wolf made an unusually decisive move, turning its sneak attack into a main offensive. With a push of its legs, it pounced towards Zhong Ming.

The hunters in the forest are hunting, and you, this ignorant prey, dare to provoke them?

This human is asking for death!

As it thought this, its attention was focused on the longsword in the strange man's hand; it was terrifying.

My claws are terrifying too!

My brother is launching an attack too!

The demonic wolves below leaped up simultaneously. Even a first-grade demonic beast is still a demonic beast, having already advanced to the realm of immortal cultivators; its explosive muscle power is not to be underestimated. Despite the several-meter distance, it leaped with the posture of vertical tree climbing, its claw aimed straight for Zhong Ming's calf.

Zhong Ming leaped lightly, jumping high to dodge the attack below, and raised his left hand high to grab.

The giant wolf, poised to bite, twisted its body to avoid the gleaming sword, but unexpectedly heard a "crack".

Zhong Ming grabbed a tree branch with his left hand. It had been cut in half earlier, and now the wood was completely broken, but a small piece of bark was left to hold it together. Using Zhong Ming's weight, it slammed down from above like a fly swatter.

The lush foliage that once concealed the tree wolves' tracks has now betrayed them and become that man's weapon.

The wolf, which had leaped into the air, was struck hard by a tree branch. It wasn't fatal, but it sent the wolf's body toward Zhong Ming's longsword.

The wolf was clever; the moment it was struck by the branch, it decided to make a drastic sacrifice, pushing off with its rear to fall at an even faster speed. The price, however, was...

The sword flashed, and a huge wolf tail fell to the ground.

The angry howl of wolves instantly echoed throughout the forest.

Zhong Ming suppressed the enemy's momentum with an even louder explosion. After throwing a few explosive pine cones downwards, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a tree wolf hiding behind a tree trunk directly in front of him, probably planning to ambush him. But the moment he heard the wolf howl, it subconsciously twitched its tail.

'Jump over and kill it!'

An idea screamed wildly in his mind, and Zhong Ming leaped with all his might, rushing towards the not-so-thick ancient tree.

Aim, draw!

The twin swords swiftly pierced the tree, like a cleaver cutting butter, smoothly traversing the entire trunk and piercing through the demon wolf hiding behind it.

"Hmph, you're as funny as your bunker."

Sheathed his sword, and the wolf corpse lay limp and powerless on the spot.

With Zhong Ming's change of position, the Treant Wolves' encirclement became ineffective, and all the Treant Wolves no longer hid themselves, launching a swarm attack on Zhong Ming.

Now, there are three in the tree, four hopping around on the ground, and one unlucky one that lost its tail.

Zhong Ming picked up the wolf carcass that had been pierced, turned around defiantly, and stared straight at the other demonic wolves in the trees.

The three wolves were enraged.

"Awoo~~" The wolf on the ground howled, and the three wolves leaped up at the same time.

The wolf carcass spun once in the air before being violently thrown out, crashing into one of the demon wolves.

Zhong Ming realized that no matter how familiar the enemy was with the forest, they were still wolves, not birds. They couldn't fly, and once they jumped, they couldn't change their trajectory.

"Hmph, you forgetful idiot."

The wolf saw a corpse hurtling towards its head. There was no way to dodge it, so it braced itself for being hit. This was their specialty; their thick, resilient skin and flesh could greatly reduce the damage from the fall.

The next moment, a sharp blade pierced through the wolf's carcass and its chest.

Zhong Ming, along with the mother and child swords, crashed into the enemy. The man, the rat, and the two wolves slammed heavily back into the ancient tree, causing the branches to tremble and blood and flesh to splatter.

He swung his longsword horizontally, and grime and bloodstains slid off the smooth, snow-white blade.

“There are seven left,” he said.


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