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The King of Beasts not only refers to the strength of the tiger clan but the king of the monsters, but also has another meaning that it can make all monsters surrender. Since it surrenders, it can command or even command.

"Ao!" Another tiger roar that resounded through the entire forest of beasts was released. The ribbons transformed from hundreds of monsters seemed to have received some instructions at the same time. Without any hesitation, they rushed towards the human and monsters surrounded by them at the fastest speed.

No one takes the humans who have reached the intermediate level of cultivators as Wuqi. Their strength is one level higher than the other according to the human calculation method. Of course, as for the cub of the monster beneath the human body, they will not take it seriously.

Among the monsters, the fastest leopard clan first hit Wuqi's body, but it did not bit Wuqi, and even a piece of flesh and blood from the other party was beaten heavily by something that was like a copper and iron wall, and he fainted in an instant.

Before fainting, a flash of white light suddenly appeared in front of you, and the six-headed leopard monsters dissipated at the same time, and their bodies fell heavily at Wuqi's feet, without even humming.

There were a lot of monsters. The leopard-shaped monsters were just as they were knocked out by the ancient scrolls, and a red light as fast as lightning came from behind them. Wuqi's pupils suddenly shrank, his legs suddenly exerted force, and his five toes pressed against the ground desperately. His waist suddenly leaned back, and in an instant, he made an extremely difficult movement that was almost impossible for ordinary people to complete, in an inverted position.

When the movement was completed, two red lights flashed and rushed out just under Wuqi's nose. However, the seven wolf-shaped monsters in the red light stretched out their thick forelimbs at the same time and danced wildly under them. They heard dozens of clothes tearing out of their clothes, and a black robe that perfectly wrapped Wuqi's figure instantly turned into a torn dress with countless holes under the trimming of the wolf clans.

Although the clothes were torn, fortunately the ** below did not receive any damage. A red light flashed by. Wuqi immediately exerted force on his waist and stood up again. A sharp wind sounded suddenly, Wuqi's gaze suddenly condensed. He pulled off the torn clothes on his upper body, exerting force on his waist and thighs at the same time, and his whole body immediately seemed to be a long bow with a full string, and all muscles were tense at this moment.

Eight brown rainbows flashed from the front and back. Wuqi just slightly pointed his toes, and his body seemed to have no weight. At the same time, his body quickly rotated in the air like a wooden stick rolling across the air.

Wuqi's body flipped at a high speed at the extreme speed he could reach, and the Ancient Scroll turned into a white light and wrapped tightly around his body like a silk thread.

The air became irritable in an instant. As eight brown rainbows in front of and behind him broke through the air, the sharp howling sound of the wind suddenly sounded around him. The dog monsters in the long rainbow were in infinite fierce light, and there was also a trace of unconcealed confidence hidden in it.

However, the next moment, after they hit the white silk thread around Wuqi's body, they only had time to open their mouths and make a whimper of pain and unwillingness, and fell to the ground as the light on their bodies dissipated and fainted.

Wuqi's eyes were not full of pride, and the surrounding situation could not allow him to stop at all. However, just as he fell to the ground and didn't even have time to take a breath, he had to lean forward and lie on the ground.

"Sher!" A python with a body of more than 30 meters long seemed to be a ghost without any sound. It only made a light sound like a mosquito sound in the air, like a very fast purple light, and rushed over Wuqi's back.

A second later, a ball of angry fire rose in its eyes, and it quietly watched Wuqi not launching an attack. However, the pressure his eyes put on Wuqi several times stronger than those impulsive companions before. The most terrifying thing about snake monsters is its accuracy and speed. They will not attack easily, but once they attack, they must hit the target.

After this python was tamed, it had made countless contributions to its master. Every attack was invincible. It had been observed outside for a long time after the attack just now. After a person spinning in the air for so long, he would definitely pause even for a moment when landing, because it would feel dizzy.

It seized this opportunity and suddenly took action, but it never expected that the young man would actually finish the lying down the moment he landed. This was too unexpected to the python, and it also made it feel a sense of shame that he had never felt before. It could not let Wuqi go, absolutely not.

From Wuqi's thundering to attack his own leopard-type monster first, to avoid the wolf-type monster that tore his clothes, to later attacking his own dog-type monster before and after, and to now avoid the sneak attack of this python monster, all this was almost done in an instant, the speed was too fast, and in the eyes of ordinary people, this was just a simple flash.

Wuqi didn't think about time at all. He just relied on his unusual eyesight and the inertial reaction of the fighting technique he practiced every day, night, every moment for three years. He launched an attack while dodging, felt danger while attacking, and immediately dodging, which has become part of Wuqi's instinct.

He is not good at using weapons, and with his own arm strength, he cannot swing any weapon smoothly, even if it is just a knife weighing only ten kilograms. Of course, the long sword that once weighed about one kilogram in his childhood was exceptional, but that kind of weapon weighed only can be fooled and harmed monsters, which is simply impossible.

Therefore, he resolutely gave up the cultivation of weapons. It is better to specialize in miscellaneous studies than to specialize in them. Wuqi understood this principle.

From the day he opened the spell in the Ancient Scrolls, he practiced spells every day, but he practiced them at night when he was sleeping. As for the day, Wuqi would habitually practice fighting skills. Although his fighting skills had reached a bottleneck and had no breakthrough, Wuqi felt that this was enough.

He did not imagine that his fighting skills would increase his strength a little, and his strength could be replaced by his most convenient Ancient Scrolls. What he pursued was the amazing offensive and dodging skills in fighting skills. This was like the difference between a cycling champion and a weightlifting champion.

When using the thighs, the power of the weightlifting champion is definitely several times stronger than that of the cycling champion, but in terms of speed of riding a bicycle, the side with weak thigh strength wins. This is the best example of the inability to perfectly compatible with the speed.

Wuqi didn't know at this time that his inherent weakness of power just gave him an innate advantage in practicing fighting skills. He didn't know that he could perfectly flash every attack in the siege of so many monsters, which was indirectly caused by his natural defects.

The open space of the beast trainer camp was no longer quiet, and the air was no longer calm. Instead, it kept roaring and roaring in the howling wind. The harsh whistling sound was like an awl, piercing deep into Wuqi's ears, making him feel a piercing pain, and his eardrums seemed to become uncomfortable at this moment.

Wuqi tried desperately to dodge the attack of monsters that were standing by him, like an army of ants, and there were also various roars with different sound quality in his ears, continuous, like waves, one after another. If he hadn't been devoted to this battle with a ruthless force and the ultimate focus, he would have never been able to walk for a minute.

Just by comparing the overall strength of these monsters around, you can easily tear Wuqi's body to pieces, or even swallow it alive. However, actual combat is not data analysis after all. Wuqi's strength is weaker than them as a whole, but he has the Ancient Scroll in his hand, which is a peerless treasure that cannot be crushed by even the peak powerhouses of the Holy Realm.

With such treasures in hand, Wuqi's strength would be as many times as possible. That's why he dared to fight these monsters, and his confidence was all due to his understanding of the hardness of the book "The Unknown Scroll". However, the monsters that surrounded and killed Wuqi did not know about these. The tiger king Omera, who ordered them with a roar, could not see the battle in the field. It just kept roaring under the instructions of the hostess beside him.

Why is this kid not dead yet? Could it be that I was dazzled? A kid who is only an intermediate cultivator, who can be killed by any monster, hasn't died for so long!

"Tiger King, please order them to speed up the attack pace, don't be lazy! If you can't kill this kid in one minute, you'll be waiting to be punished!" Looking at the shirtless boy who was freely shuttled like a loach in the group of monsters, the mature women beside Omela's side finally became more and more gloomy, and she said coldly.

At the same time, the whip in her hand suddenly waved in front of her, and a purple stream of light suddenly shook in front of her eyes and rushed towards the ground. "Bang!" The purple light hit the ground and made a crisp sound. There was no damage on the ground, and only a shallow whip mark could be seen.

However, the simple whip just now made Omela's ears suddenly explode like a spring thunder. With the "boom", all the muscles and fur in its body were trembling violently. Omela's mind was unstable and almost fainted.

A kind of horror from the depths of the soul was immediately written on the face of the tiger king Omela. It no longer hesitated. After taking a long breath, it raised its head and let out a roar that was louder and more powerful than it had been before.

All the monsters that besieged Wuqi stopped at the same time after hearing this sound, and their eyes slowly showed a look of fear. However, the next moment, a gaze that was so red that it made people tremble appeared in the eyes of all the monsters that besieged Wuqi at the same time.

However, no one noticed that these monsters were missing from the monsters that were fainting on the ground, floating in the air, or standing on the ground, with one of the monsters with white fur all over the body, and the wolf-shaped monsters that were known for their speed. Yes, it was a white wolf.

The White Wolf slipped away quietly at the beginning of Omela's offensive order, not because he was afraid or because he did not have sufficient confidence in his own strength. Instead, he had to do a more important thing now.

Just when Wuqi was fighting with the monsters fiercely, it had escaped from the control of the Tiger King and turned into a white light and entered a remote camp in the southwest corner of the beast trainer camp.

There was a girl sleeping there, twelve or thirteen years old, with a beautiful appearance. A white dress set off her slightly developed figure, but there was a kind of noble and arrogant temperament coexisting between the girl's eyebrows. Her expression was peaceful at this time, and her sleeping was quiet and cute, but a tear fell slowly at the corner of her eyes.
Chapter completed!