My surname is Wang, my neighbor Wu Dalang

Chapter 8

A foul and smelly smell pervaded the air, and a tiger with a mottled white forehead that was more than two meters long shone fiercely in its eyes. It slowly emerged from the dense forest, and it even cocked its hind legs and rushed towards a tree with impudence. I pissed.

Wang Lin took a deep breath and resolutely gave up the idea of ​​turning around and running for his life.

It is common sense not to act rashly in the face of ferocious beasts.

If it moves, it will only lead to more frenzied pursuit. Even if it flies on grass with two legs, it will definitely not be able to run the four-legged king of beasts with a speed of more than 70 kilometers per hour. None of the passers-by inside could survive.

This ferocious white-fronted tiger strode forward with four hooves, walked forward a dozen steps, and let out a dull growl. Wang Lin bit his head and stood proudly, looking at it.

But he didn't believe it if he killed it, as this would make the tiger retreat.

[Eye-eyed white-fronted tiger—life 7, intelligence 0, force 51, reputation 0, skill: tiger roar. 】

My mother.

Wang Lin's face turned pale and his legs felt weak.This can be regarded as completely shattering his only chance of luck, the difference in force value is ten times, completely unilateral crushing.

He tried his best to maintain his composure, but the thought of running away was born in his heart.

Wang Lin breathed evenly, and stepped back step by step.

The white-fronted tiger didn't move, but those hanging eyes raised sharply.

Suddenly, the white-fronted tiger roared towards the sky, and immediately pressed its four hooves on the ground, and its huge figure leaped into the air, surrounded by the smell of the wind, and the leap was more than ten meters.

Wang Lin had no choice but to jump to the side of the mountain path to dodge in a panic, holding the long ax even tighter in his hand. Although he knew that resisting was futile, he couldn't just sit still, so before the white-fronted tiger fell into the air, he gritted his teeth He swung his ax and slashed at the big worm.

The ax lost its direction in the panic, and cut a small cut on the white-fronted tiger's waist. The blood flowed profusely, and was swung away by the huge force; There was a bolt from the blue.

As soon as it landed on the ground, it put its front hooves on the ground, lifted its waist and pouted its tiger's buttocks, and swept over with its long iron-like tail, flying sand and rocks.

Wang Lin's eyes were also red-eyed, and he jumped down regardless of the valley that was about ten meters deep next to him.

Wang Lin desperately grabbed the long ax and rolled down the hillside. The beast became more powerful. It only glanced contemptuously at the top of the slope and paused for a moment before rushing down. Everywhere it went, the dead trees and shrubs were instantly crushed to the ground.

Wang Lin fell into a daze, lying on his back in the grass in embarrassment and panting heavily. At this moment, he was stinging and powerless, and there was no time to escape. He could only watch helplessly as the long tail of the big worm swept away. After that, he swooped over with four hooves in the air again, his bloody mouth was open, his fangs were thick, and his iron claws were glaring.

Is this going to die... The past and present scenes flashed in front of my eyes like lightning, remembering that I was going to be slaughtered by an animal, all kinds of sorrow, resentment and unwillingness burst out in my heart, Wang Lin cursed angrily and simply hugged the long ax in his hand In his arms, the ax is pointing upwards, ready to go all out.

The white-fronted tiger swooped past, until Wang Lin's head was in the air, and he could clearly see its white and soft belly.

But at this moment of life and death, Wang Lin didn't do anything stupid.

If he believed in the section about Tang Dahu bridge in the elementary school Chinese textbook, he would be so stupid that he would be completely dead. He still chose to believe in his own judgment of crisis, and rolled to the right to avoid the pounce. His long-stored strength erupted, he jumped up, brandished a sharp ax and muttered "Quick Hand" and "Butcher's Knife", desperately slashing at the tiger's nose.

It is said that the weakest parts of a tiger's body are its nose and back.

At this moment, Wang Lin doesn't know whether the information on the Internet is true or not, anyway, he has to give it a try.

The sharp ax, blessed with speed and skill, landed on the soft-looking nose of the white-fronted tiger like lightning, and immediately chopped it down. He got up, and slapped him obliquely.

Wang Lin dodged desperately, and was almost caught in the waist by the tip of the tiger's tail.

In an instant, he knew that he couldn't run away blindly anymore. With the strength and speed of this monster, unless he could go to the sky and enter the earth, he would definitely be killed by it.

Since FMD will die sooner or later, he is still afraid of his mother's hammer, so he simply fights with this beast.If a person reaches this kind of time of death and rebirth, all life potential will definitely be stimulated. Wang Lin didn't know how he jumped forward and jumped onto the back of the tiger. He grabbed the back of its neck tightly with one hand. The soft fur on his head did not let go, and the sharp ax in his hand slashed down in rapid succession.

The roar of the tiger pierced through the entire mountain forest on Jingyang Ridge, and the blood-red setting sun fell little by little. Wang Lin almost became a bloody man whose face was hard to recognize. His brain was numb, and he didn't know how many axes he had chopped. , and he couldn't remember how the tiger struggled, counterattacked and jumped up just now. Anyway, he had been riding on its back, and frantically chopped off the tiger's head until it was bloody.

……

The tiger finally died.

After a narrow escape, Wang Lin fell into a pool of blood and couldn't get up for a long time.

After a while, regardless of the filth and nausea, he reluctantly propped himself up and lay down on the corpse of the big bug, sucking the stinky tiger blood, because he had just had tiger blood splashed in his mouth, and accidentally discovered that tiger blood can increase strength and heal injuries, and he probably can also Increase health.

a long time.

The night fell completely, and the cold mountain wind blew through the hills and dense forests. The blood in Wang Lin's body was boiling, surging in the meridians like a fire, and immediately gave birth to bursts of seemingly endless power.

[Wang Lin—Life 5.2, Intelligence 11, Strength 35, Reputation 3, Skill:... Tiger Roar. 】

The force value suddenly increased to 35, a full seven-fold increase!
Wang Lin took a deep breath, and desperately turned over a fierce tiger. At least [-]% to [-]% were due to luck and accidental factors.Although the harvest is huge, I still have lingering fears when I think about it.

He thought in his heart that Wu Song, who can hold down the tiger and beat it fiercely on the ground, must have higher force value than the tiger, and judging by Wu Song's position on the list of Liangshan heroes' combat power, although his current force value is still not as good as that of the tiger for the time being. Wu Song and Lu Junyi, Guan Sheng, and Lin Chong who are in the forefront are far from each other, but at least they should not be much worse than some ordinary leaders, right?

So far, he truly has the power to protect himself in this troubled era.And if he is given enough time to grow, he will surpass the 108 Liangshan heroes sooner or later, and even one day in the future, it is not a dream to be invincible.

Of course, the premise is not to die halfway.

The only regret is that he has not come into contact with real heroes so far, and the copied skills are more like some kind of primitive instinct in a strict sense, such as the roar of the white-fronted tiger, Sun Hu's butcher knife and Bai Er Kuaishou, these are still far behind.

But there is no rush, after all, the future is long.

In a dark age, power is everything.Thinking of this, Wang Lin half-kneeled on the ground, holding back his nausea and buried his head to continue pouring tiger blood.

(End of this chapter)