BOOM!

Fist met claw, and a shockwave erupted!

Xiang Yong’s furious blow sent the Wolfman War General stumbling backward, saving the saber-wielding Martial Artist.

"Old Xiang!" the saber-wielding Martial Artist cried out, a mix of shock and joy washing over him as the pressure on him suddenly vanished.

Xiang Yong’s arrival instantly drew the attention of at least two Wolfman War Generals, barely stabilizing the collapsing defensive line.

However, just as Xiang Yong fearlessly joined the fray and drew their fire, Xu Wuyi made a completely different choice.

The moment he burst from the woods, he didn’t pause for an instant, nor did he charge directly into the main battlefield like Xiang Yong.

Pushing his Instant Shadow Step to its absolute limit, he skimmed along the edge of the battlefield. Under the cover of jagged rocks and the shadows of twisted tree trunks, he silently circled around to the Wolfman War Generals’ flank.

His gaze was as cold as ice as he quickly locked onto his target: a Wolfman War General positioned slightly behind the main formation, baring its fangs and waiting for a chance to strike.

This Wolfman War General’s attention was completely captivated by Xiang Yong’s sudden appearance. Its scarlet pupils glinted with savagery and excitement, utterly oblivious to the far more dangerous Hunter who had already marked it for death.

Within Xu Wuyi’s body, the Hundred Refinements Melting Furnace roared silently. His Qi and Blood surged through his meridians like lava, gathering power.

In his sea of consciousness, the "Mountain" Intention suppressed his spirit, while the "Burn" Intention ignited.

He had no intention of holding back. His first move would be the most powerful strike he could currently unleash!

The distance closed to within ten meters!

’Now!’

The ground beneath Xu Wuyi’s feet exploded, leaving a small crater. His figure shot forward like a bolt of lightning tearing through the darkness!

The Meteor Iron Long Spear in his hand seemed to merge with him, man and spear becoming one!

The dark-gold Undying Flame instantly wrapped around the spear’s shaft. It didn’t burn ferociously; instead, it was extremely condensed, gathering at the very tip and giving that point of cold light a destructive, dark-golden hue.

His Spiritual Will was focused to its peak as he operated the "Divine Spear" technique of the Shocking God Spear at his current limit.

’Shocking God! Splitting God!’

The silent roar in his heart was like a clap of thunder!

The spear thrust was faster than thought!

There was no grand display of power, only an ultimate intention of piercing and destruction. Accompanied by the sharp sonic boom of the air being torn asunder before its tip, the spear arrived in an instant!

Only in the instant before the spear tip reached its body did the Wolfman War General sense the fatal danger, thanks to its beast-like instincts.

It turned its head in horror, only to see a rapidly growing glint of dark-gold light, and behind it, a pair of cold, merciless human eyes.

It wanted to dodge, to block, but it was too late.

The highly condensed Spirit Shock slammed into its consciousness a step ahead of the physical attack, causing it to freeze for a fraction of a second.

And then—

SQUELCH!

The Meteor Iron Long Spear pierced through its vital point from behind the heart with absolute precision, emerging from its chest!

The highly concentrated Undying Flame, along with the detonated spiritual imprint (Splitting God), erupted violently inside its body!

Dark-gold flames burst out from within its body in an instant!

The Wolfman War General couldn’t even let out a proper scream. Its massive body convulsed violently once, the savage light in its eyes rapidly dimmed, and its life force was utterly incinerated.

With a flick of his wrist, Xu Wuyi pulled his spear free, drawing out a trail of black smoke tinged with the smell of burning flesh.

The Wolfman War General crashed to the ground like a toppling statue, its body rapidly charring under the residual power of the Undying Flame.

An instant kill!

From the sudden assault to the fatal blow, the entire process was as fast as lightning—clean and decisive!

This sudden turn of events stunned everyone on the battlefield.

The other four Wolfman War Generals, who had been preparing to team up and finish off Xiang Yong first, all froze. Their scarlet pupils constricted as they stared in disbelief toward their flank.

They stared at the young human standing with his spear, and at the corpse of their kin at his feet, its life force rapidly fading.

An irrepressible chill rose from the depths of their hearts.

Their five-on-three advantage had been shattered in an instant!

And it had been shattered in a way they couldn’t possibly comprehend!

The saber-wielding Martial Artist and the fist-fighting Martial Artist were even more dumbfounded.

An enemy so strong they could barely hold on even when fighting for their lives had been instantly killed in a single exchange by this kid who’d just appeared?

Although Xiang Yong had long suspected Xu Wuyi’s strength was extraordinary, seeing him so cleanly dispatch a War General of the same rank still left him deeply shaken. That shock was quickly followed by wild joy.

"Attaboy!" he couldn’t help but roar, his morale soaring.

Having succeeded in his strike, Xu Wuyi didn’t linger. His body moved again, and he executed Instant Shadow Step. Like a slippery fish, he quickly left his original position to avoid being targeted by the remaining werewolves.

He stood with his spear, his cold gaze sweeping over the four remaining Wolfman War Generals. The dark-gold flame flickered faintly at the spear’s tip, like the gaze of death itself.

"Watch out for his flames and Spiritual Attacks!"

One of the Wolfman War Generals, who seemed to be the leader, snarled a warning to its companions in the hoarse tongue of the werewolves. Its eyes, fixed on Xu Wuyi, were filled with dread.

The tide of battle had been instantly reversed by Xu Wuyi’s shocking sneak attack.

The four Wolfman War Generals were forced to divert some of their attention to watch out for the elusive young gunman and his bizarre attacks.

Seizing the opportunity, Xiang Yong and the other two Martial Artists, their pressure greatly reduced, took a deep breath and launched a counterattack.

"Kill!" Xiang Yong’s Fist Momentum was like a dragon as his Qi and Blood surged. He locked down the two werewolves in front of him.

The saber-wielding Martial Artist’s blade flashed, forcing his opponent back. The fist-fighting Martial Artist roared repeatedly, his punches incomparably fierce.

The three researchers huddled closely together, a bit of color returning to their faces as hope rekindled in their eyes.

Xu Wuyi moved along the edge of the battle, like a patient leopard searching for its next chance to strike.

His very presence was a powerful deterrent.

However, this did not diminish the inherent ferocity of the Werewolf Race.

After a brief moment of shock, the savage light in the eyes of the four remaining Wolfman War Generals burned even brighter. The leader, in particular, let out a long howl. The Qi and Blood throughout its body surged as if boiling, its dark red fur stood on end, and its body seemed to swell in size.

"Human! Die!" It abandoned its fight with Xiang Yong and charged straight for Xu Wuyi!

Clearly, Xu Wuyi’s previous strike had completely enraged it, and had also made it realize who the greatest threat was.

The other three Wolfman War Generals simultaneously pressed their attack, pinning down Xiang Yong and the other two Martial Artists to prevent them from offering any support.

Facing this Wolfman Leader, whose aura was clearly a cut above the other War Generals and who had now entered a berserk state, Xu Wuyi’s expression turned grave, but he showed no fear.

He took a deep breath. His Qi and Blood began to surge once more as Melting Furnace Boiling Blood silently activated, and an even more scorching, violent aura emanated from his body.

The dark-gold Undying Flame began to burn ferociously on his long spear.