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Chapter 2 Wolf Soul

Yang Feng suddenly rolled to the side and pulled out the pointed stick from the withered grass under him. The black wolf did not completely let go of its vigilance. Seeing Yang Feng suddenly stand up, it immediately opened its arms.

He took a big bite.

As for the wolf's attack method, the voice also mentioned it when he was promoted to the "Hare" level; he subconsciously placed the wooden stick on the side of his head, and sure enough, the first thing the wolf bit after reacting was

His throat, and this time, he blocked the wolf's mouth right in front of his neck.

But he was just a teenage boy after all. The black wolf raised its head with the wooden stick in its teeth, and almost knocked Yang Feng over. Yang Feng used the force to jump, and drew a moon arc in the air, and finally fell on his butt.

It fell onto the black wolf's back, causing the black wolf to stagger.

From the moment he landed on Hei Lang's back, Hei Lang's waist turned into two bright red highlighted areas in his eyes, and these two areas happened to be at Yang Feng's feet.

This is another of his special abilities - weak points exposed!

Yang Feng kicked Black Wolf's waist with both legs. The beast was in pain and turned around to fall to the ground, trying to push Yang Feng to the ground with his own weight.

The black wolf jumped down with its mouth wide open. Yang Feng used the broken stick in his other hand to stab the black wolf in the eyes. This time, he was faster than the black wolf, and the black wolf bit his throat.

Guan had previously pierced the wooden stick into the black wolf's eye socket.

The hot liquid splashed on Yang Feng's face. The black wolf was in pain and rolled off him with a howl. It must have been a spineless wolf. If the wolf was ferocious enough, even if it was blinded, it would still be able to survive.

I bit his throat based on feeling.

"The target is about to die, status: fear

Hunting: 100%”

A burst of brand new data poured into Yang Feng's mind. Yang Feng realized the turning point of the battle, and murderous intent burst into his eyes.

He pushed the black wolf's body away, used his own weight to press the wooden stick and stabbed it into the black wolf's eye socket. After the black wolf struggled for a few times, there was no more movement...

The last howl of the black wolf before his death echoed in the wilderness for a long time, frightening the birds that lived on the hilltop not far away. The sound of flapping wings and the roars of some other beasts accompanied the falling rain.

The autumn wind was getting colder, and Yang Feng worked hard to drag the black wolf's body towards the village. He walked very carefully. Even if he took some remote paths, he could not take those bumpy gravel roads, because that would be harmful to the village.

Wolf skins cause damage, which affects the price at which they are sold.

This wolf skin can be exchanged for at least three weeks of food expenses.

When he saw the stars and lights in front of him, there was a "buzzing" sound in his head, and the source of the sound seemed to be in his ears.

"Congratulations, your level has reached an unprecedented height."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Feng felt an inexplicable energy in his body, as if he had been injected with chicken blood. There was a rush of excitement in his arm. When he looked closely, he saw the black wolf claw on his arm.

The puncture wound is healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. At the same time, his arms that were originally like dry wood now have a trace of muscle outline!

"Current level: Bad Wolf

Attack power:25

Defense: 25

Mobility: 8 (severe lack of physical fitness)”

Yang Feng looked at his body with some surprise. When he was promoted from "Pheasant" to "Hare", his body had almost no changes. The reward of this level promotion was obviously a bit unprepared.

Yang Feng frowned, "Why is he a bad wolf? This name is really unpleasant."

The voice sneered, "The strength of your wolf is one of the few in the entire wolf pack, because even if you don't kill it, it will starve to death before sunrise tomorrow. Also, the reserves in your body

It is seriously insufficient, you will starve yourself to death within thirty minutes, and you will have to weigh it yourself."

After saying that, the voice disappeared from his head, and the radio-like noise also disappeared; Yang Feng stood there stupidly, still feeling frightened by what he had just said.

Come on...half an hour? Is that an exaggeration? Thinking, he looked up at the dark blue night sky. Several huge black spots blocked a large area of ​​the sky from his sight. Sure enough, the world was spinning for a while.

Feeling of dizziness.

Indeed, he had been running out since the morning and had been busy all day long, and today he only ate half a piece of cornbread before going out.

After such a long period of understanding, Yang Feng has a certain understanding of this so-called "hunting level"; if the prey he hunts this time is more difficult than last time, then his

The "hunting level" will also be improved, and the voice will teach him some techniques for hunting higher-level prey; if he remains the same this time, the voice will chat with him like a friend.

If you know how to drink, of course, if you come back empty-handed, there will be ridicule and sarcasm.

Seeing the undulating mud houses on the outskirts of the village gradually becoming clearer, he dragged the black wolf straight to the big tent at the head of the village, because that tent was where the skin dealer lived. He was now selling the black wolf to

Animal skin traders can get a good financial reward.

This group of fur traders are not from the village. They bring horses and tents and move back and forth in various nearby villages. And Yang Feng only got the news today. This group of people will rush to the next place early tomorrow morning, and Yang Feng is going to the next place.

The money he earned from selling animal skins had been spent four days ago. Before this hunting trip, he had been hungry for two days. The remaining half of the nest was a "special reserve" for today's hunting trip.

"of.

"Lao Wang Lao Wang! The goods are here!" Yang Feng dragged the black wolf towards the tent with all his strength. There was already a layer of sweat on his face that was stained with dust, and he looked like a little beggar.

Immediately, a head wrapped in a turban popped out of the tent. It was the "Old Wang" Yang Feng called, and he was also the boss of this group of animal skin traders.

"Ha! The youngest hunter in our village has returned in triumph!" Lao Wang was overjoyed when he saw Yang Feng, and clapped his hands to welcome him.

Yang Feng and Lao Wang worked together to carry Hei Lang's body into the tent, and this was the usual "inspection" stage.
Chapter completed!
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