The feigned-dead Kui Wood Wolf opened its eyes.
Its Blood Qi became more concentrated, and its demonic power began to circulate.
The Monster Hunter facing away from the Kui Wood Wolf suddenly felt a chill on his back and hurriedly dodged to one side.
He managed to dodge, but not completely.
The claw of the Kui Wood Wolf swiped down from his left side, tearing a bloody gash on his arm. The pale green demonic power followed the wound, seeping into his meridians, numbing his arm, and causing the blood to flow incessantly.
Cold sweat beaded on the big man’s forehead.
The Kui Wood Wolf’s eyes revealed a fierce light as its second claw tore viciously towards his head.
“I can’t dodge it!”
The Monster Hunter was injured; the demonic power eroded his wound, his actions slowed, and his eyes revealed a look of despair.
Just then, Mo Shan suddenly appeared, kicking the big man out of the way with perfect timing, saving him.
The Kui Wood Wolf missed with its claw once again.
After the big man fell to the ground, he felt an intense pain in the spot where Mo Shan had kicked him, and his Blood Qi churned.
He knew it was Mo Shan trying to save him, not holding back, kicking with all his might.
That kick indeed saved his life.
But it was truly painful.
The big man couldn’t help but exclaim, “Mo Shan, you—”
He looked up, but his expression changed drastically because the Kui Wood Wolf had raised its claw high, aiming for Mo Shan.
And while Mo Shan had kicked him, he hadn’t retracted his force yet, leaving him with no avenue of escape.
“Mo Shan!” the big man shouted urgently.
Mo Shan furrowed his brows, but his expression showed no sign of panic; all of this was within his expectations.
By saving the big man, he would expose a weakness and thus become the target of the Kui Wood Wolf’s attack.
But he had estimated the attack of the Wolf Demon. The Kui Wood Wolf’s downward strike could only injure his back, and it wouldn’t be fatal.
He was willing to accept some injuries to save a brother’s life. It was worth it.
The other members of the Monster Hunting Team also witnessed this scene, but their movement techniques were not as good as Mo Shan’s, and despite rushing over, they were still a step behind.
They could only watch helplessly as the claw of the Kui Wood Wolf, carrying a foul wind, tore into Mo Shan’s back.
But what happened next left them all dumbfounded.
The claw of the Kui Wood Wolf did not tear the flesh, did not even break the skin, and it didn’t even rip through the Rattan Armor.
A faint golden light flashed on the Rattan Armor, blocking the Kui Wood Wolf’s claw.
Mo Shan, after being struck by the claw, was flung away, and although he spat out a mouthful of blood upon landing, there were no wounds, no invasion of demonic power, just the impact of the Monster Beast’s strength. It wasn’t a big problem.
But this was a late-stage rank one Monster Beast. How could there be no wound?
Everyone was stunned for a moment, before coming back to their senses and realizing that now wasn’t the time to wonder about that.
Remembering how close the big man and Mo Shan had come to death, they despised the Monster Beast for feigning death so treacherously.
The Monster Hunters all drew their blades and hacked the Kui Wood Wolf to death in a frenzy.
Mo Shan wanted to stop them, but it was too late; he could only sigh silently:
Well, there goes the fur as well.
After they skinned the Kui Wood Wolf Demon, the pelt was indeed beyond repair, like tattered cloth, without a single intact piece.
Mo Shan sighed again.
They couldn’t stay on Inner Mountain for long, so after collecting the Kui Wood Wolf’s corpse, they withdrew, planning to temporarily rest at a camp on the Outer Mountain.
On the way, the Monster Hunter’s wound throbbed with pain, prompting him to curse:
“Damn these Monster Beasts. Each one’s feigned death is different. I was careless and misjudged. What a blunder.”
One of the Monster Hunters said, “Come on, you’re lucky this time. Without Old Mo, you might have lost your life.”
The big man thanked Mo Shan, “Thanks, brother.”
Mo Shan waved his hand, “We fight side by side; no need to be polite.”
Since they were in the same Monster Hunting Team, they were brothers in arms, risking life and limb together. Today you save me, tomorrow I save you; it’s only natural.
The big man then stopped with the polite talk.
But as they walked, he glanced at the Rattan Armor on Mo Shan and couldn’t help but ask,
“Say, what’s your Rattan Armor made of that it’s so hard?”
A late-stage rank one Monster Beast’s claw strike couldn’t even tear it open.
Hearing this, the other Monster Hunters also looked over in curiosity.
They had never seen such sturdy Rattan Armor before.