Su Ming controlled the muscles on his back and slightly bulged them. He closed the wound on his back tightly to reduce the blood loss.
In order to deal with the next battle with the Giant Tiger, Su Ming had to maintain his physical strength and not let it continue to slide.
Suddenly, a sense of crisis arose. Su Ming only felt a thousand silver needles stabbing at him from the right back.
Without thinking, Su Ming relied on his body’s reaction. He stepped on the ground, used the force to retreat, and dodged to the left.
A few seconds later, a black and white snake head suddenly attacked, but it missed. It only bit the afterimage of the giant wolf.
“Hiss.”
The mutated poisonous snake sensed that something was wrong. It quickly retracted its head, trying to hide back into the darkness.
However, Su Ming would not let it go. He quickly waved his sharp claws and slashed towards the direction of the snake’s head.
“PFFT!”
