Saving System: Calm Down, My Fleeing Host!-Chapter 147: Crisis Resolved

Hearing these words felt strange somehow.

No time to think, Cheng Xiaoxiao faced off with the gray wolf once again.

After several rounds, Cheng Xiaoxiao felt a surge of anger, her attacks becoming more fierce. With a nimble leap, she kicked at the airborne gray wolf, and before it landed, she thrust her long sword at the wolf’s throat.

She rolled to pick up a dropped dagger, slid it into the scabbard on her ankle, and continued her attack.

By the fire, Erya and Cheng Jia held each other’s hands tightly and watched anxiously at their father and sister on the battlefield!

The gray wolf dodged just in time, its body brushing past the sword, but its claws struck the long sword with a screeching noise, still managing to slash the gray wolf’s fur, and blood instantly stained its wolf fur.

The gray wolf growled lowly, nimbly turned around, and attacked Cheng Xiaoxiao again, intentionally showing a flaw, just when Cheng Xiaoxiao thought she could finish it with one strike.

Suddenly, everything went dark in front of her, and the gray wolf’s itchy fur swept over, blocking Cheng Xiaoxiao’s sight.

In that critical moment, she missed the best chance to kill the gray wolf, instead, the wolf’s claws hooked onto her clothes, and with a twist, its smelly fangs were about to bite into Cheng Xiaoxiao’s tender neck.

Dongfang Xu, who was watching the battle from the side, wouldn’t give the gray wolf a chance. The sharp stone he held shot out swiftly, piercing straight through the gray wolf’s neck.

The gray wolf yelped and lost its life.

Damn! 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Cheng Xiaoxiao wanted to curse.

Such a cunning gray wolf, intentionally showing flaws to lure her into a trap, using its tail to block her vision for a sneak attack and counter-kill.

Was it taking advantage of her lack of battle experience?

Cheng Xiaoxiao’s unyielding spirit rose, and she charged forward with a swift step to confront another gray wolf, growing braver as she fought.

She couldn’t believe she couldn’t take down a single wolf.

A plump gray wolf had its hind leg injured by Cheng Xiaoxiao, but it seemed starved to the extreme, howling a few times before lunging again, completely ignoring the bleeding wound on its leg.

Elsewhere, two gray wolves worked in perfect coordination, one pinning Qi Fei on the outer defense line, while the other attacked the inner circle, leaping to pounce on Cheng Yong who was guarding the inner line.

The situation happened too suddenly. Cheng Yong barely had time to react, only managing to hold off the wolf’s sharp teeth with his axe.

In this critical moment, Grandpa Hu held back Erya and Cheng Jia, who wanted to rush forward to help.

Everyone gasped in shock, grabbing whatever they could to help...

No one took notice of a small figure carrying a large sword, rushing at the forefront, swiftly stabbing the gray wolf’s neck. The spurting blood splashed on Cheng Yong’s face.

This scene left everyone stunned. Hu Yixiu drew his long sword, his small face unusually cold, warily scanning the surroundings in case more wolves broke through.

Folk helped the petrified Cheng Yong up, relieved that he was unharmed.

Cheng Xiaoxiao naturally knew the situation there, but as she fought, she drifted farther from the circle, unable to return in time. Just when she wanted to let Dongfang Xu, who was guarding her side, go help.

The system informed her that Hu Yixiu had already wielded his sword to aid them, which set her mind at ease.

Though Hu Yixiu was young, he grew up in luxury and had martial arts training under a Martial Arts Instructor. Last time, he even killed two bandits. She believed he could handle one wolf.

Chen Jinzhao, who was relatively weaker, was right now being bitten on the arm by a gray wolf, which aimed to drag him out of their encirclement. Seeing this, Cheng Jingo was scared out of his wits, quickly rushing over to help.

After much effort, they finally freed his brother’s arm from the wolf’s jaws.

Seeing his brother endure the pain with a pale face, Cheng Jingo couldn’t help but channel his anger towards the opposing gray wolf.

After a dozen or so rounds, this gray wolf was no match and was swiftly dealt with by Cheng Jingo.

While they dealt with that gray wolf, the formidable Wolf King also found no advantage against Leng Qi. His Cold Qi Inner Strength was strong, his movement technique elusive; the Wolf King couldn’t capture his movements at all.

Responding quickly to quick moves, only interweaving shadows flashed through the forest.

Such bloody and thrilling scenes played out on the field. As participants gradually learned the tactics to combat gray wolves, they became fiercer through each setback, determined to take down the wolves even at the cost of injuries. Finally, more and more wolf carcasses piled up.

The Wolf King surveyed the fallen pack members around it, glaring ferociously at the formidable human across from it, unwillingly growling a few times, signaling the pack to retreat.

Soon, the pack disappeared from their sight, leaving a ground strewn with wolf corpses and blood.

The men, frenzied from the kill, suddenly found themselves without an opponent, feeling at a loss, their bodies and faces stained with crimson blood in the flickering firelight.

At the first moment the crisis was over, women and children rushed to their menfolk (fathers), embracing the injured ones and crying. The weeping soon turned to laughter, each wearing a look of surviving calamity.

This day was incredibly dangerous, thrilling, and frightening, all their heads were buzzing incessantly.

Seeing the endlessly bleeding men, they felt heartache, hastily applying medicine and bandaging the wounds.

Although everyone was wounded considerably, no one died, which was a blessing in such misfortune. The men glanced at each other, grateful for saving their lives.

Now each was in pain yet joyful, highly spirited, glancing at the over 20 dead wolves, their bodies laid out before them, still somewhat dazed, unable to believe they had killed them themselves.

In this battle, they gained much, fighting with their backs to each other, the life-and-death camaraderie drawing many closer to each other.

However, quite a few were injured. Though not fatal, several villagers had serious wounds from dragging and biting. One had a penetrating wound on their arm, but fortunately, it didn’t touch the bone, with muscles torn but not entirely severed.

Paired with the hemostatic special formula developed by Cheng Xiaoxiao earlier and the sewing technique Doctor Huang recently learned, it’s believed these wounds can still be treated, although it’s difficult, with proper handling, life should be salvageable.

"My son! My son, what should we do?"

Aunt Liu, seeing her son’s deep wound, was at her wits’ end, the only thought coming to mind was seeking Cheng Xiaoxiao for help, hoping she could come up with a plan.

Faced with the crying, snot and tears, Aunt Liu, Cheng Xiaoxiao felt a headache.

At this moment, Cheng Dalin, due to excessive blood loss, was losing consciousness. His wife tightly pressed on his thigh wound, hoping to slow the blood flow.

A little girl of four or five cried while anxiously calling out, "Daddy! Daddy! Don’t die!"

Due to the chaotic scene, noise, and too many needing treatment, no one noticed the severity of Cheng Dalin’s condition at first.

Not until Aunt Liu pleaded before Cheng Xiaoxiao.

Aunt Liu knew Xiao’s strong capabilities, surely she could think of a way to save her son.

She couldn’t just watch her son die, it would kill her with heartbreak.

"Xiao, I beg you, please save your Brother Dalin."