Chapter 8: The Fierce Tiger Roars in the Mountains and Forests

At this point, he has truly acquired the ability to protect himself in this impending chaotic era. If given sufficient time to grow, he will eventually surpass the 108 heroes of Liangshan, and one day in the future, being invincible in the world will not be a dream.

The white-faced tiger remained motionless, yet its sharp eyes suddenly became alert.

Wang Lin's face turned pale, and his legs felt weak. This completely shattered the slightest glimmer of hope he had. The disparity in combat power was tenfold, resulting in a one-sided crushing defeat.

As soon as it landed, it placed its front hooves on the ground, raised its waist, and lifted its hindquarters, while its long tail, like an iron rod, swept across, stirring up dust and stones

Wang Lin, in a fit of urgency, disregarded the fact that there was a valley about ten meters deep beside him and jumped down without hesitation

Wang Lin took a deep breath and decisively dismissed the thought of turning around to escape

In an instant, he realized that he could no longer escape blindly. With the strength and speed of this monstrous creature, unless he could ascend to the heavens or burrow into the earth, he would undoubtedly be killed by it.

In an era shrouded in darkness, power represents everything. Upon reflecting on this, Wang Lin simply knelt on the ground, suppressing his nausea as he continued to gulp down tiger's blood.

It is said that the most vulnerable parts of a tiger's body are the tip of its nose and its spine

As nightfall completely descends, the cool mountain breeze sweeps over the hills and dense forests. Wang Lin feels the blood within him boiling, surging through his meridians like fire, and soon a wave of seemingly endless power is born.

In a life-and-death situation, Wang Lin collapsed in a pool of blood, unable to rise for a long time.

A long time.

Bengal Tiger - Life 7, Intelligence 0, Strength 51, Reputation 0, Skill: Tiger Roar

Is this how it ends... The scenes of past and present flashed before my eyes like lightning. I suddenly realized that I was to be slaughtered by a beast, and a surge of sorrow, resentment, and unwillingness erupted in my heart. Wang Lin shouted in anger and embraced the long axe in his arms, with the blade facing upward, ready to fight to the death

The only regret is that he has yet to encounter true heroes of the martial world. The skills he has acquired, in a strict sense, resemble a kind of primitive instinct, such as the roar of the white-browed tiger, as well as Sun Hu's butcher's knife and Bai Er's swift hands; these are still far from sufficient

One should not act rashly in the face of a ferocious beast, as this is common knowledge

Of course, the premise is that it cannot come to an abrupt end midway

The white-faced tiger pounced fiercely, soaring above Wang Lin's head, and he could clearly see its pale, soft belly.

A foul and pungent odor permeated the air, as a striped white-tipped tiger, measuring over 2 meters in length, revealed its head from the dense forest, its eyes flashing with ferocity. It slowly emerged, brazenly lifting its hind leg to urinate on a tree.

In the midst of chaos, this axe struck a wound of moderate size on the waist of the white-browed tiger, causing blood to flow profusely, only to be violently repelled by the immense force; the great beast let out an angry roar, as if a thunderclap had erupted in the clear sky.

Wang Lin regulated his breathing and gradually stepped back

However, there is no need to rush, after all, there is plenty of time ahead

Since TMD is bound to die sooner or later, why fear it at all? It is better to fight this beast head-on. When a person reaches a point of being pushed to the brink of death, it will surely awaken all their latent life potential. Wang Lin did not even know how he crazily leaped forward and landed on the back of the giant creature. He gripped the soft fur behind its neck tightly with one hand, while the axe in his other hand swung down rapidly without hesitation, striking repeatedly.

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If he moves, it will only provoke a more frenzied pursuit. Two legs, no matter how swift, cannot outrun a beast of the wild with a speed exceeding 70 kilometers per hour. At that point, not only will he be unable to escape from the jaws of death, but also the group of passersby, including Pan Jinlian, will be unable to ensure their survival.

The giant insect has finally perished

The combat power suddenly surged to 35, an increase of seven times!

Wang Lin narrowly dodged, almost being struck in the waist by the tip of the tiger's tail

In a state of panic, Wang Lin had no choice but to jump to the side of the mountain path to evade. He gripped the long axe in his hand even tighter, knowing full well that resistance was ultimately futile. However, he could not simply sit and wait for his demise. Therefore, as the white-headed tiger pounced through the air, yet to land, he gritted his teeth and swung the axe with all his might, aiming to strike this great beast.

If he were to believe in the story of Tang defeating the tiger from the elementary school Chinese textbook, he would truly be foolish to the extreme and utterly doomed. Instead, he chose to trust his own crisis judgment, rolling to the right to evade the attack. As the giant beast landed without having time to adjust its posture, he unleashed the power he had been accumulating for a long time, leaping up and swinging his sharp axe while silently reciting "Quick Hand" and "Slaughter Knife," desperately aiming to strike at the beast's snout.

The fierce roar of the giant beast pierced through the entire forest of Jingyang Ridge, as the blood-red sun gradually descended. Wang Lin had almost become an indistinguishable figure drenched in blood. His mind was numb, and he had no idea how many times he had swung the axe, nor could he recall how the giant beast had struggled, counterattacked, and lunged at him. In any case, he remained tightly straddled on its back, crazily hacking at its head until it was a bloody mess.

The sharp axe, endowed with speed and skill, struck like lightning on the seemingly soft nose of the white-fronted tiger, instantly causing a spray of blood. The great beast, in pain, shook its head and roared in anger, its long tail suddenly standing upright behind it, snapping sideways with a loud crack.

Wang Lin desperately clutched the long axe as it rolled down the slope, while the monstrous creature's ferocity intensified. It merely cast a disdainful glance from the top of the slope, paused briefly, and then charged down fiercely, flattening all the withered trees and shrubs in its path instantaneously

He forced himself to remain calm and composed, yet thoughts of escape arose in his mind

But he would never believe that this would drive the tiger away

However, in this moment of life and death, Wang Lin did not do anything foolish

Moments later, disregarding the filth and disgust, he forced himself to rise and leaned over the corpse of the giant insect, sucking on the foul-smelling tiger blood. As the tiger blood splattered into his mouth, he unexpectedly realized that it could enhance his strength and heal his wounds, and he estimated it could also increase his vitality

At this moment, Wang Lin is also unsure whether the information obtained online is true or false; in any case, he must take a desperate gamble.

Wang Lin - Life 5.2, Intelligence 11, Strength 35, Reputation 3, Skills: ... ... Tiger Roar

The fierce white-headed tiger strode forward with its four paws, taking a dozen steps, emitting a deep, muffled roar. Wang Lin stood firm, bracing himself, and locked eyes with it.

Wang Lin fell into a state of utter disarray, lying helplessly in the grass, staring up at the sky while gasping for breath. At this moment, his entire body was in pain and weak, and there was no time left to escape. He could only watch helplessly as the large creature swept past with overwhelming force, then leaped into the air with its four hooves, its gaping maw wide open, revealing sharp fangs and glaring iron claws.

He was calculating in his mind that Wu Song, who could pin a fierce tiger to the ground and beat it fiercely, must possess a higher level of martial prowess than the tiger itself. Furthermore, when considering Wu Song's position on the Liangshan hero power ranking, he realized that although his current martial strength was still far from that of Wu Song and the more prominent figures like Lu Junyi, Guan Sheng, and Lin Chong, it should at least not be significantly inferior to that of some ordinary leaders.

Suddenly, the white-headed tiger roared towards the sky, and with a powerful thrust of its four hooves against the ground, its massive body leaped into the air, accompanied by a foul wind. This leap covered more than 10 meters.

Wang Lin took a deep breath and fought fiercely against a ferocious tiger, with luck and unforeseen circumstances accounting for at least seventy to eighty percent of the outcome. Although the rewards were substantial, the memory still evokes a lingering sense of trepidation.