Demonic Beasts are ranked through grades, and the Sabertooth Wolf being a grade one was a good implication for Zhou Feng because it meant that it merely has the strength of a Body Refiner like him. Sadly the good news ends there, as the Sabertooth Wolf is a Mid-Grade One Demonic Beast meaning that it had the strength of a Fifth Level Body Refiner.
Zhou Feng kept running throughout the forest with the Demonic Beast in tow. 'Shit, I can't keep running.'
There were hidden dangers everywhere in the Wilderness and he couldn't afford to get lost deep inside the forest.
He turned his head back to the Sabertooth Wolf seeing it rapidly catching up to him before once more focusing on what was in front of him. A small frown appeared on his face. 'Let's fight it directly.'
Zhou Feng stopped and faced the Demonic Beast. The latter noticed that the former had stopped and directly pounced on him, directly wanting to sink its teeth into his neck.
He shifted his body towards the right side narrowly escaping the teeth of the wolf, however, it reacted quickly at this development, quicker than he did, and directly swiped its clawed paw across his face, falling to the ground.
A muffle of pain came out of Zhou Feng's mouth. The Sabertooth Wolf took this to its advantage, directly getting above its prey.
He watched as the Wolf got on top of him, locking him in place with its weight. He could feel the drops of saliva drip onto his body. 'Is this the end?' After merely getting scratched on the face, he was already down on the count.
'No'
'NO!'
His face shifted into one of determination, he had been transmigrated here, and his fate had turned from being an ordinary person into someone who could become extraordinary. He couldn't let a simple Demonic Beast kill him.
Zhou Feng grabbed the wolf's neck with lightning speed, before unleashing his full strength, beginning to choke the beast out.
It struggled to push itself in many directions, trying to relieve itself from the grip. Unfortunately, although it had a higher strength than Zhou Feng, it couldn't pull itself out of the choke hold resulting in its death.
He let go of the beast, watching its body directly slump down on top of him. He pushed the dead body onto the floor next to him. 'I did, somehow I did it!'
Zhou Feng breathed as he tried to calm his wildly beating heart. 'It was a mistake coming here.'
He barely got away with his life, and he knew it. 'I was too arrogant thinking that just because I had a system, I could dominate everything.'
Pulling himself up from the ground, he grabbed onto his survival bag and pulled out a medical kit. He poured a bit of water on his scratched face to clean it before slapping a sterilized bandage over it. It stung a lot but it wasn't as harsh as practicing his Body Refining Technique.
He looked at the wolf and realized that the bag that he brought with him could not fit the beast.
'Huh'
Zhou Feng scratched his head trying to think about how he would secure the wolf but realized that it wasn't possible. He shrugged and began dragging the Beast across the ground intending to return home.
However that was the problem, he didn't know which way was home, he had been so focused on escaping from the Demonic Beast that he didn't pay attention to the direction.
A very simple word would describe what Zhou Feng was feeling right now at this very moment.
'Fuck'