No-one in this world had ever dared to single-handedly challenge Ash Wolf!
But now, a daring young man with an azure gold lance was sailing across the sky. He traversed the air at a supersonic speed with the lance guiding his way.
Ash Wolf wielded its forelimbs; although those sharp claws of its had been trashed by the nuclear blast, its forelimbs were still strong. The forelimbs clashed with the blade of Chu Feng’s azure gold lance.
CLONK!
The clash brought about a sonorous sound.
Chu Feng’s golden lance swung and wobbled as it clashed with the wolf’s wielding arms. It almost slipped out of the grip of his hand. The wolf was strong; it was stronger than any beings with whom Chu Feng had ever fought.
Chu Feng’s hand felt numb, and the skin between his thumb and his index finger was ripped apart. This was the strength of a beast king!
Even though the wolf was injured, it was still a terrifying beast nevertheless.
