The Licker launched its attack, its intense stench flooding Tang Zheng's nostrils with the pounce, and its peeled head and sharp claws rapidly closed in on his field of vision, brimming with a boiling intent to kill!
Wen Xiao was solely preoccupied with catching up, her attention diverted, oblivious to the Licker's attack. Seeing Tang Zheng suddenly turn around, a puzzled look appeared on her face. There was nothing she could do; Tang Zheng had been through so many brutal fights that he had developed nerves as tough as Mount Tai's unflappable presence. If he had shown a hint of fear, Wen Xiao might have sensed something was amiss.
