"Feral Punch."
The Alpha Wolf cried out as both his hands suddenly turned gigantic, covering Malik's full silhouette as the punch was directed towards him. Malik's heart thumped vigorously as the power from his physique was activated and the energy from his cultivation base coalesced in his fists.
His HP doubled instantly, changing from 800 to 1600 as he received the full brunt of the attack, which sent him flying towards the throne. He crashed into the throne, his momentum destroying it instantly as he slammed into the cave wall before falling to the floor, his body riddled with injuries.
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His HP fell at a very visible rate until he was left with a little above 200, and it finally stopped falling.
"Yes... He didn't die..." The Alpha Feral Horned Wolf jumped in elation as he saw that Malik was still alive. He knew the kind of technique he had used—a power that could decimate a full village was used on an ordinary Level 3 player.
If it wasn't for Malik's physique, Malik would have been a meat paste by now. He wouldn't have even survived the brunt of the attack.
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[Fist Disciple]
— Increases damage done by fist by 30%.
— Has a 15% chance of dealing critical blow.
— Absorbs spiritual energy from opponents [For user recovery].
Malik slowly rose to his fists, his HP recovering slowly but steadily. The wounds on his body had stopped bleeding, and as he became a Fist Disciple, he had recovered most of his expended energy.
"Malik, do you wish to continue the fight, or should we wait till you recover fully? Don't worry... my HP won't increase a bit till you've finished recovering," the Alpha Feral Horned Wolf called out to Malik, whose eyes gleamed with sharpness.
"I'm sorry to disappoint you, Senior. I'll pass for it," Malik said, lowering his head a little, and the Alpha Feral Horned Wolf's eyes flashed brightly.
'Senior... He called me Senior... If not because of this stupid rule set by that man, I would have just let him kill me.'
"You don't need to worry, Junior Brother Malik. It seems you've even grown stronger than before. Now come here, let's finish this at once."
The Alpha Feral Horned Wolf said, releasing his chaotic aura that enveloped everywhere. Malik also released his aura... the aura of a Stage One Body Refinement Realm cultivator, as he charged towards the Alpha Feral Horned Wolf, who also charged back at him.
Boom!
Their collision caused an explosion to ring out, completely destroying the ground beneath them. Cracks spread wildly across the cave walls like spider webs.
Malik threw a punch, and the Alpha Feral counterattacked with his own. As their fists collided, the Alpha Feral heard the sounds of bones cracking—crack!—and he quickly retracted his hand. Malik threw another punch, and the Alpha Feral blocked it with his elbow, sending him stumbling backward.
"I'm inferior..."
His gaze widened as Malik rushed at him again, he quickly coalesced his aura into his fists and legs as he also charged back at the Level 3 player. It was only now that the Alpha Feral was barely able to catch up with Malik's speed. The two of them had gone all out, not caring about the expense of a thing.
Malik's first punch had dealt a critical damage and had absorbed some spiritual energy, which was used to replenish his health. So surprisingly, instead of Malik's health decreasing, it was slowly increasing.
"This..."
The Alpha Feral Horned Wolf's eyes shone fiercely when he noticed the kind of threat he was facing. At that moment, Malik also noticed something. An impending loom of death. He quickly activated the skill from the Feral Boots, increasing his Agility by 30% for 10 minutes.
Boom! Whoosh!
Malik explosively retreated just as silver rays of light dashed out from the Alpha Feral Wolf's eyes, destroying everything they touched. At this point, Malik's HP was at 1000 as he dashed around at full speed, weaving between the deadly silver lasers shooting from the Alpha's eyes.
Malik sprinted and weaved through death itself, narrowly dodging each beam. If it wasn't for the boots, Malik would have long been dead. He wouldn't even know how he died—maybe he'd be split into two, horizontally or vertically.
No wonder no one had ever cleared this Feral Cave. It's not that no one discovered it, but whoever came here never left to tell the story. It was a sure death sentence.
After about 5 minutes, the Alpha Feral Horned Wolf stopped shooting lasers, his chest heaving heavily. Malik seized the opportunity and charged at him with an overhead kick. The Alpha tried to block it, but Malik was just too fast—three times faster than him.
Gbe! Gbe! Gbe!
A barrage of kicks from different directions landed on his body, bam! bam! bam! followed by one devastating uppercut that sent him crashing into a cave wall.
The Alpha's HP decreased by a large hunk, leaving only 10%. Malik's attacks were just too powerful. The Alpha Horned Wolf's teeth clattered uncontrollably, and his body began to transform. Hairs sprouted over his skin as his back bent forward grotesquely.
His head transformed into that of a true wolf, two massive horns spurting out from his forehead. His arms mutated, bringing out three large, curving horns—sharper than the finest blade.
His HP increased by 10% as he entered Berserk mode. He had tapped into his sealed power when he charged at Malik, swiping his massive claws that could insta-kill a Tier 1 player.
Malik didn't hesitate one bit. The boost from the skill boot was still active, and with it, he narrowly dodged every furious strike of the Alpha Feral Horned Wolf, who was almost bringing down the entire cave in his rage.
The half-transformed wolf cried out in frustration, a guttural, ear-piercing roar, when he found out that his attacks couldn't touch Malik. Out of raw rage, he began destroying everything he came across as he chased after the Level 3 player.
Craaaash! Boom! Crumble!
In the blink of an eye, the ten minutes passed, and the skill from the boots went on cooldown. Malik's speed decreased significantly, and the Alpha Feral Horned Wolf's eyes gleamed sharply when he saw this.
Without missing a beat, he leapt high into the air, brandishing both claws toward Malik, intending to shred him into pieces. Malik which speed had decreased significantly and has used the power of his physique to the utmost limit coup only watch as the Alpha Feral Horned Wolf descended on him.
"Feral Horned Barrage!"
He cried out loudly as Malik, seeing the death already upon him, slowly closed his eyes, accepting the fate that awaited him.