"Well, you stupid moron, why are you standing there in a daze? We need to get moving. We can't lag behind too far. We need to be in the right place at the right time to have an opportunity to steal that treasure. Come on, let's go!"
"What?" Peng Xiaoli asked in confusion.
"You didn't think I would leave without contesting for such a treasure, did you? I just didn't want to fight these beasts," Bai Qingling snorted.
"So, you left me alone to fight the beasts?" Peng Xiaoli asked in outrage.
"Well, you did seem to be enjoying it," Bai Qingling said shamelessly.
"Yeah, I did enjoy it," Peng Xiaoli said smiling as he reminisced about the hearty fight he had. "But don't think you can change the topic that easily."
"Well you blockhead, neither you nor me are a match for Liu Kong or Hui Wanren. Not to mention the Level 7 beast. Why should we work hard so that one of them could obtain the treasure?"
"Now, the situation has changed. We need to follow them and wait for an opportunity. When it comes, we can steal the treasure. Come on, we are already lagging behind," Bai Qingling said impatiently.
Peng Xiaoli scowled but nodded.
He knew he wasn't very smart. But, he had trust in his power. And he hadn't used his trump cards yet. With these, he had the confidence to last a little while against others who will be vying for the lotus.
He knew that while Bai Qingling wasn't as strong as him, she had a sharp mind. She would be able to find the ideal opportunity. And he was sure that she had a few trump cards of her own that she hasn't revealed yet.
Partnering with her would only be beneficial. As for who ended up with the lotus among them, Peng Xiaoli didn't care much. He and Bai Qingling had an unusual relationship. And the biggest reason he trusted her was that he knew her secret identity.
The Seven Colored Soul Lotus may be a rare treasure in this world, but Bai Qingling had the connections to obtain it easily if she wished. Teaming with her would only bring him benefits. So, he wasn't against the idea.
Pretty soon, the duo left the place as well.
*****
Duncan chopped off a limb of a wolf that tried to attack from behind and turned to face the Yellow-Stripped tiger. The tiger had taken the opportunity presented when Duncan's back was turned and pounced on him.
Duncan turned around to only see a hundred pounds of flesh falling toward him. The tiger bowled over Duncan and landed atop him. It tried to take a bite out of Duncan, but Duncan moved his head,
Duncan retaliated by trying to stab the tiger's abdomen. The tiger skipped away and once more started watching him warily. The moment the tiger skipped away, the wolves rushed in trying to take advantage.
If it were any other time, Duncan would have been done by now. However, Duncan was far past the point of caring. He didn't even get up, instead swung his sword wildly catching one wolf by the neck.
The sword cut through the neck of the wolf cleanly. It was as if the sword was chopping a watermelon instead of a wild beast's neck. However, another wolf had got hold of Duncan's leg and was trying to rip it away.
Duncan howled in fury and sat up. He punched the wolf right in its jaw, cracking it. He freed himself and stood up waving his sword trying to discourage other wolves from approaching him.
Luckily, the tiger was also being accosted by the wolves, splitting its attention. Duncan limped a little and looked around warily.
By now, his body was full of injuries. If he was in the right mind, he would have passed out by now. There were numerous bite marks all over his body. His body was bleeding profusely from these wounds.
But, those were not the only severe wounds Duncan had obtained from the fight.
His ribs were broken and he was breathing heavily as well. His right leg looked close to being mangled as he limped around with his guard up.
Duncan, however, realized none of this. His mind was long gone and he only wanted to kill as many things in his sight as possible. Still, a part of his sanity remained to prevent him from rushing into the wolf pack.
Duncan's sword had come in handy a lot during this fight. His sword was sharp enough to fatally injure the wolves even prior to this. But now, with the red aura emanating from it, it became a deadly weapon.
Duncan's sword had killed three wolves by now. He had injured two more and the tiger was still circling around him warily not willing to meet his sword.
Duncan limped to the wolf whose leg he had cut off earlier and drove his sword through its skull. He roared and sent the wolf's carcass flying at the wolf that was moaning with a broken jaw.
The wolf skipped away and howled at him aggrievedly. Duncan tried to chase after it, but his leg didn't help him much in that endeavor. So, he stopped and turned to face the tiger once more.
The tiger had now dealt with the rest of the wolves that were harassing it. It had ripped into them savagely and left their carcasses lying around. There were just two more wolves left by now, with the rest falling to either Duncan or the tiger.
The one with the broken jaw howled at the other wolf. This wolf was bigger than the others. If Duncan was of the right mind, he would realize it as the pack leader. However, to him currently, it was just another thing that he had to kill.
The tiger eyed Duncan warily and slowly approached him. Duncan also warily headed towards it, keeping an eye on the two leftover wolves. Duncan looked at the tiger and found it eyeing his sword more than him.
This displeased Duncan somehow, and he swung the sword at the tiger. The tiger jumped away not willing to meet the sword. Duncan had anticipated it and was ready with a punch in his off-hand.
The punch landed and the sound of bones breaking could be heard. Normally, Duncan's punch would only hurt the tiger, but not injure it. However, the black aura emanating from Duncan was coiled around the fist when it connected with the tiger's flesh.
The moment the black aura touched the tiger, it flowed through the skin and weakened the tiger's bones. As a result, when the punch landed, the bones broke easily.
The tiger really didn't expect such a thing to occur. It retreated further howling in pain. Duncan wanted to chase after it, but his leg was not cooperating with him. He could walk around fine, but couldn't run in his state.
If Duncan's mind was in the normal mindset, the sheer pain alone would have caused him to faint. But, he was not feeling the pain even one bit at this moment. Duncan watched the tiger with anger etched across his face.
The wolves slowly started to back away as well seeing Duncan injure the tiger so easily. They hesitated for a bit, before turning around and running away. Duncan watched them go with killing intent in his eyes.
He didn't want to let any of them go. He wanted to hunt them down. But, his body wasn't in the right shape to accomplish that. It prevented him from doing what he wanted to do.
Duncan growled in anger as he turned his attention toward the tiger standing in front of him. With a determined mindset, he began slowly approaching the tiger. The tiger tried to intimidate Duncan with its roars and waving its paws. However, Duncan approached it undeterred.
The tiger roared angrily at Duncan's apparent disrespect and started growling at him. Duncan still marched forward with his sword ready. He wanted to carve the tiger into pieces by now.
This time, Duncan was the one to initiate the attack. Duncan swung the sword causing the tiger to leap back and then pounce forward before Duncan recovered from his swing.
The tiger's forelegs smashed into Duncan's chest as we he was brought to the ground once more. Duncan didn't care for anything at that time. He used his other hand to rain punches on the tiger.
Already knowing the danger of these punches, the tiger skipped away before any true damage could be done. It warily circled him and tried to go for his leg. Duncan knew that he couldn't allow the tiger to get hold of his leg. So, he tried to kick the tiger away, it caught the tiger right under its abdomen.
As Duncan had kicked with his good leg, the impact was a bit big. The tiger howled in pain and leaped away from Duncan. Duncan followed up by getting back on his feet as well.
By now, both combatants were wary of each other. They circled each other slowly trying to gain an advantage. In the end, it was Duncan who got that slim chance. The tiger's attention strayed from Duncan's sword a bit as if it was looking into the distance.
Duncan capitalized on it and hacked at the tiger with his blade.
*****
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