Looking at the approaching Fragrant Boars, Xu Chu's expression did not change, but his body bent slightly.
Like a matador, he placed his hands in front of him.
At that instant, the Fragrant Boar had already charged right in front of him. Xu Chu seized one of them with both hands once more, pivoting his waist and using the Fragrant Boar's own momentum to spin.
He gripped the Fragrant Boar's fangs, causing it to spin with him.
Bam!
Bam!
As if holding a large hammer, Xu Chu smashed the surrounding Fragrant Boars.
The Fragrant Boars around him were swept aside.
"Hahaha! This feels amazing!"
Xu Chu initially wore a smile as he observed the Fragrant Boar he had hurled, but then his expression abruptly shifted.
"I'm done!"
He headed down the hill.
Behind him, thousands of Fragrant Boars surged forward like spear-wielding cavalrymen.
"Old Li, Mystic Yang Formation!"
