Chapter 36: The Wolf Pack

In the middle of the night, Jianchen and Tietower sat cross-legged under a tree, quietly cultivating. The fire they had lit had long since gone out. Behind them, on a tree branch about five to six meters above the ground, Liang Xiaole sat, her face tense as she looked around. Every time a wild beast's roar echoed through the night sky, she would be on edge for a long time. In such an environment, she dared not sleep, nor could she fall asleep.

Liang Xiaole's bright eyes constantly swept over Jianchen and Tietower, who were sitting cross-legged under the tree, as if she were monitoring them. At this critical moment, which was a matter of life and death for her, she did not want to see the two people she had finally met run away right under her nose, losing her only protection.

At this moment, a gentle breeze blew, rustling the surrounding grass and trees. Suddenly, Jianchen, who was sitting cross-legged under the tree, opened his eyes. Instantly, two sharp gazes shot out from his eyes, looking deep into the grass and bushes. Then, with a "Teng!" he stood up from the ground, tightly gripping the rusty iron rod in his hand.

Liang Xiaole looked at Jianchen, who had suddenly stood up, feeling a sudden and intense sense of unease.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Liang Xiaole lowered her voice and asked cautiously. In such an environment, she did not dare to speak loudly, for fear of attracting monsters.

Jianchen did not answer Liang Xiaole. Instead, he turned to Tietower, who was still cultivating, and shouted, "Tietower, wake up quickly, there's a monster attack."

"Ah, what did you say? There's a monster attack?" Liang Xiaole was shocked, her face turning pale with no trace of blood. Overwhelmed by fear, her whole body began to tremble.

Although Tietower was cultivating, he still maintained a certain level of vigilance in such an environment. Upon hearing Jianchen's words, he immediately stopped his cultivation, stood up from the ground, and shouldered his giant axe.

"Changyang Xiangtian, where are the monsters?" Tietower looked around, but he found no trace of the monsters, nor did he hear any sounds.

Jianchen slowly turned his head, his face grave as he stared around. He said in a deep voice, "Tietower, be careful this time. The monsters attacking us are not just one, but a pack."

"A pack!" Hearing this, the indifferent look on Tietower's face disappeared, replaced by a serious expression.

"Ah! What! A pack! No way! Hey, please, don't scare me like that, okay?" Liang Xiaole, hiding in the tree, cried out with a face full of pleading, wishing to treat Jianchen's words as a scare tactic.

Jianchen frowned and then shouted at Liang Xiaole, who was yelling from the tree, "Be quiet! Do you want to attract all the monsters here?"

Jianchen's words were very effective on Liang Xiaole. She immediately covered her mouth, forcing herself not to make a sound.

"Changyang Xiangtian, how many monsters do you think there are this time?" Tietower asked in a deep voice.

"Many, at least a dozen. They are prepared and have already surrounded us," Jianchen said solemnly.

Upon hearing this, Tietower's face became even more serious. If it were just one monster, he could handle it. With two or three, they could manage with their combined strength. But now, with over ten, even Tietower, who was usually confident, felt a headache.

However, when Liang Xiaole heard Jianchen's words, her already pale face became even paler. Her mind was filled with fear, and only one thought circled in her head: "It's over, we're definitely going to die, there's no way we'll survive..."

As the grass in the distance gently trembled, green spots appeared in the eyes of the two men, surrounding them from all directions. There were nearly fifty spots, and as they drew closer, Jianchen and Tietower finally saw clearly that these spots were the eyes of the monsters, numbering over twenty.

"These are first-stage monsters, Green Wolves. Tietower, if you can't hold on, run up the tree," Jianchen said, his face serious as he stared at the twenty or so Green Wolves.

Tietower glared fiercely around, swinging his giant axe with a mighty roar, "Don't worry, Changyang Xiangtian, it's just over twenty first-stage monsters. I, Tietower, will make sure they don't return."

When Liang Xiaole, hiding in the tree, heard that there were over twenty monsters, she was terrified, her face losing all color. Even if she had complete confidence in Jianchen and Tietower, she did not believe that two people who were not yet at the Saint level could survive an attack by over twenty monsters. Unless, a teacher from the academy came to their rescue.

"Teachers, where are you? Please come and save us..." Liang Xiaole looked at the green eyes around her, her face filled with fear, and whispered, hoping for a teacher from the academy to come to their rescue. Unfortunately, with so many monsters around, she did not dare to shout, for fear of attracting their attention.

The twenty or so Green Wolves slowly approached Jianchen and Tietower, their green eyes cold and merciless. When they were only five meters away, they stopped.

Jianchen and Tietower tightly gripped their weapons, showing no fear despite being surrounded by over twenty first-stage Green Wolves.

"Ao!"

Suddenly, one Green Wolf howled to the sky. Immediately, the twenty Green Wolves howled in unison, creating a deafening sound that echoed in all directions. The howls of the twenty Green Wolves overlapped perfectly, forming a powerful sound wave that spread far and wide.

Hearing this magnificent howl, Liang Xiaole, hiding in the tree, was terrified, almost falling off the tree. Her body trembled even more, and her face, which was already pale, lost all color.

Five kilometers away, a middle-aged man was resting against a tree. When he heard the howls of the wolf pack, his face changed, and his closed eyes suddenly opened. He looked intently in the direction of the howls.

"Bad, it's a pack of Green Wolves. From the sound, there are at least a dozen. It seems someone is in danger." The middle-aged man's face became extremely serious. He then pushed off the tree trunk and gracefully descended, immediately running towards the direction of the howls at his fastest speed.

"I hope it's not too late." The middle-aged man was extremely anxious, his speed already at its maximum. The students in the second area had not yet reached the Saint level, and facing a pack of over a dozen first-stage Green Wolves, they had no chance of winning.

At the same time, in three other directions, three other people, upon hearing the howls of the wolf pack, immediately put down what they were doing and ran towards the area where the wolves were.

The howls of the wolf pack seemed to be a signal for an attack. Then, the twenty or so Green Wolves simultaneously pounced on Jianchen and Tietower.

"Die!" Tietower roared, swinging his giant axe with all his might, sweeping horizontally at the approaching Green Wolves. The sharp edge of the axe cut through the air, creating a piercing sound.

"Bang!"

The Green Wolf at the front was struck by Tietower's axe, leaving a huge gash on its body. The force of the blow sent the heavy body of the Green Wolf flying far away. Despite being a first-stage monster, the Green Wolf could not withstand Tietower's terrifying strength.

Tietower swung his giant axe wildly, the hundred-pound axe in his hands seeming weightless. Any Green Wolf that approached him was fiercely slashed away, unable to get close to his body. Almost every Green Wolf that was hit by Tietower had a terrifying wound, but due to the thick skin of the Green Wolves, even Tietower's incredible strength could not easily kill them.

Seeing several Green Wolves pounce on him, Jianchen's eyes instantly became sharp. He took a step forward, and his iron rod quickly stabbed at the throat of the nearest Green Wolf.

"Pu!"

After encountering some resistance, the iron rod finally pierced through the Green Wolf's skin and entered its throat. Jianchen immediately pulled out the iron rod and moved his feet slightly, dodging the pouncing Green Wolves.

The Green Wolf with its throat pierced fell to the ground, struggling helplessly, but unable to stand up. Blood flowed continuously from its throat.

The throat is a fatal weakness for any creature, and the Green Wolf was no exception. With its throat pierced, its life was quickly draining away, and it was only a matter of time before it died.

Jianchen moved nimbly among the Green Wolves, using the tip of his iron rod to create wounds on their bodies. Despite being surrounded by over a dozen Green Wolves, Jianchen's unpredictable movements allowed him to move freely, evading the attacks of the Green Wolves' sharp teeth and claws. Whenever danger approached, he narrowly avoided it.

The battle lasted only a few breaths, but already three Green Wolves had their throats pierced and were lying on the ground, struggling to their last breath. The remaining Green Wolves attacking Jianchen were injured, but not in fatal areas or at joint points.

Jianchen continued to weave through the pack of wolves, his iron rod stabbing rapidly and gracefully, as if he were dancing, rather than fighting for his life.

On the other side, Tietower roared continuously, his hundred-pound axe swinging so fast that it created a blur. The dozen or so Green Wolves surrounding him were constantly being slashed away, each with several terrifying wounds, but these wounds were not fatal.

Although Tietower looked invincible, his achievements did not compare to Jianchen's. After all, Tietower had not yet killed a single Green Wolf.

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