Devouring all things: I possess the energy of chaos.

This strike penetrated three inches deep into the saber-toothed tiger's body.

"Ho ho ho!!"

With a painful howl, the saber-toothed tiger twisted its body wildly, flung away the knife embedded in its flesh, and charged straight into the depths of the forest.

Clearly, the saber-toothed tiger knew that continuing the fight would inevitably result in mutual destruction, so it chose to flee as a precaution.

"Want to escape?"

Mo Hong's eyes turned cold as he leaped onto the branch of a giant tree and gave chase for the saber-toothed tiger.

One hundred meters away.

The saber-toothed tiger ran wildly on all fours, thinking it had shaken off the human.

But as soon as he turned around, he saw the figure leaping up and down in the tree, and his pupils dilated and his hair stood on end.

Seeing Mo Hong closing the distance between them, the saber-toothed tiger began to change direction repeatedly, trying to shake off Mo Hong.

Due to the complex terrain of the forest and the many obstructions, Mo Hong was initially affected to some extent.

However, he quickly adapted, caught up again, and continued to close the distance.

Finally, when the distance was only a dozen meters away, Mo Hong suddenly exerted force with his legs, and in the next moment he shot out like a taut arrow.

"Draw your sword and kill!"

A crescent-shaped blade, as swift as a shadow, silently slashed into the upper half of the saber-toothed tiger's body.

A sting!

With a single slash, a huge gash was torn open on his body, as if it had struck a major artery. Blood gushed out, and his internal organs were even faintly visible through the wound, demonstrating just how deep the injury was.

The saber-toothed tiger howled in agony, its pig-like screams echoing through the air. Its frantic body finally slowed down, its eyes filled with fear of Mo Hong.

Mo Hong chased after it again and slashed it a few more times, finally bringing it to a complete stop. Its huge body crashed to the ground, half-dead.

"ended."

Mo Hong's eyes were cold as he raised his sword, ready to deliver the final blow and end its life.

Sudden.

A loud whooshing sound came from afar, and a metal spear shot out from dozens of meters away. The sound was like a thunderclap, and the target was aimed directly at Mo Hong's head, as if it wanted to kill Mo Hong.

Mo Hong felt a chill run down his spine. In an instant, he reacted, his arm veins bulging, and he raised his knife to block the attack.

Sonorous!

A loud clang of weapons rang out, and a tremendous force traveled from the battle blade to Mo Hong's arm, making him feel numb.

However, the spear was also deflected by Mo Hong.

"Oh? There were no serious injuries?"

A deep, muffled sound rang out, and a cool-looking young man dressed in an antique trench coat with long hair slowly walked out and picked up the spear from the ground.

"I'm giving you a chance now. This level 9 saber-toothed tiger is now mine. If you leave immediately, I might consider not taking your points."

The cold-blooded young man spoke domineeringly.

Upon hearing this, Mo Hong was speechless for a moment, and instead felt so angry that he wanted to laugh, followed by a surge of rage.

Recalling that shot, it was clear that the man had murderous intent. An ordinary person probably wouldn't have been able to withstand that shot. Once pierced by that terrifying force, serious injury would be the least of their worries.

"Give me a reason why I should give it to you."

Mo Hong took a deep breath, turned his head, stared intently at him, and slowly spoke.

"Because I'm stronger, and you're weaker than me, understand?"

"I'm short on time. If you don't get out now, you two can both stay here."

The cold-blooded young man pointed his spear at Mo Hong and said coldly.

"So you're really stronger than me, you're quite something."

Suddenly, Mo Hong's eyes hardened, and he slashed down with his battle blade, killing the half-dead saber-toothed tiger completely.

Then, he turned around completely, facing the young man directly, his eyes fixed on him, and said in a hoarse voice, "I want to see how you're stronger than me."

Seeing Mo Hong kill the saber-toothed tiger right in front of him, the cold-blooded youth remained silent for a few seconds before finally giving Mo Hong a serious look. A murderous glint appeared in his eyes, and he slowly uttered a few words, "Are you courting death, you bastard!"

boom!

In an instant, dust billowed up, a crack appeared in the ground, and the cold-blooded youth vanished from the spot.

The next moment, his figure appeared directly opposite Mo Hong without anyone noticing. With a swing of his spear, a spear beam pierced through, its power so great that it carried a sonic boom, instantly stabbing towards Mo Hong's neck.

"roll!"

Mo Hong roared, his blood and qi suddenly erupted, and as he swung his arm, afterimages appeared, and his battle blade was already slashing towards the cold-blooded youth.

The sword and spear collided and immediately produced a piercing explosion.

For a moment, the two were locked in a stalemate.

When the cold-blooded youth realized that he hadn't gained the upper hand in direct combat, his pupils contracted, revealing a hint of surprise. "You're actually at level 8, and your direct combat strength is on par with mine. Could you be Zhuang Hongzhe?"

Mo Hong ignored him, instantly raised his battle blade, and slashed three times in succession, each strike heavier than the last.

The cold-blooded youth felt the terrifying force coming from his arm, his expression changed instantly, and he involuntarily staggered backward, taking seven or eight steps before stopping.

Mo Hong remained standing in the same spot, like a wooden stake, not retreating an inch.

After this round, the difference is obvious!

"Something!"

The cold young man's initial disdainful expression disappeared, and he gradually became serious, as if he was beginning to regard Mo Hong as a real opponent.

Suddenly, his figure disappeared from the spot again, and reappeared on Mo Hong's left.

The spear was wielded like a dragon, and with each swing of the spearhead, three spear shadows were unleashed, all thrusting towards Mo Hong.

Mo Hong frowned, raised his battle sword, and unleashed several sword shadows in quick succession.

The intertwined blades formed an invisible net that neutralized the spear's shadow.

Suddenly, a spearhead pierced Mo Hong's back, and the cold-blooded youth appeared behind Mo Hong without him noticing.

"you lose."

The cold-blooded young man's gaze was indifferent, as if he had already foreseen the ending.

However, the next moment, his expression froze, as if he had turned to stone.

Because his gun had already been blocked!

Mo Hong had already turned around, his eyes cold.

Suddenly, Mo Hong's swordplay changed, the blade moving like a python, instantly bypassing the spear's obstruction and slashing at the cold-blooded youth's left arm, drawing blood.

This sudden turn of events caught the cold-blooded young man completely off guard.

Feeling the pain in his left arm, he roared and, with a burst of energy, finally managed to pry open Mo Hong's knife.

He then retreated dozens of meters before stopping.

Mo Hong stopped and glanced at him, saying calmly, "Is this what you call being better than me? I don't know who gave you that confidence."

"You just said you were going to steal my points, right? I happen to be short of points, so I hope your points match your described strength and don't disappoint me!"

With each word Mo Hong spoke, the cold-blooded youth's face grew increasingly grim, until it became completely dark.