Don't look at the swarthy little boy who is just five or six years old, but on this island, he has been fighting for more than three years.

From the very beginning when he learned to walk, the three "old immortals" taught him an exercise called "Daily Battle", which means that he has to experience at least one battle every day.

In the beginning, one of the three "old immortals" would follow him every day, telling him what beasts he had encountered and how he had to fight to win.

And the swarthy little boy has gone from stumbling over to tickle the battle target and being slapped by the beast at the beginning, to now being able to satisfy the appetite of the three "old immortals" with his own strength, during which he has brushed shoulders with death countless times.

But in the past year or so, there has been no "old immortal" following him. Because the area where the battle target is designated for the swarthy little boy, he can basically deal with it alone.

Dealing alone here means that you can still run to the stream with a breath. The beasts that chased the little swarthy boy all the way to the stream would run away when they saw him run to the stream, as if there was something to them that frightened them.

But today, the little swarthy boy's heart is bottomless, and the things outside have been wandering around for a long time.

He didn't know if the territory enclosed by the three old immortals could protect him.

"Whew~" A violent wolf roar came.

"Poisonous Wind Wolf, a mid-level brute beast, with dual attributes of wind and poison. It is very fast, has toxins on its claws and teeth, and is not violent, but it can paralyze the target. ”

The moment the swarthy boy heard the wolf's roar, he knew what kind of beast was outside the forest, and told the basic information about the poisonous wind wolf.

Human cultivators have their own division of strength, and the beast clan also has a position of strength.

Although there are different types of beasts, they can be divided into beasts, brute beasts, spirit beasts, demon beasts and divine beasts as a whole.

Among them, the beast only retains animal instincts, while the brute beasts still have a little wisdom in animal instincts, and the higher the rank, the higher the wisdom. Spirit beasts and demon beasts have evolved a higher consciousness, with the same or even higher thinking than humans, and some can also transform into human form.

Although spirit beasts and demon beasts are both beasts, one is close to the human race, and the other has always been the mortal enemy of human beings in the Heavenly Mandate Continent. The orcs led by the human race and the demon beasts have been in constant conflict over the dominance of this world since the two races were just born.

As for the Divine Beast, it had disappeared forever from all the historical records of the Mandate of Heaven Continent, just like the people who had gone deep into the forbidden area.

Humans can become strong and improve themselves through cultivation, and beasts can also evolve.

It is possible for an ordinary beast to eat some rare fruits and become a brute beast, and a brute beast can also be reborn into a demon beast by absorbing the essence of yin and yang and the aura of heaven and earth.

Of course, the quickest way for brutes is to devour other creatures.

The difference between a spirit beast and a demon beast is that it is a demon beast that evolves by unscrupulous means, and it is a spirit beast that simply absorbs the essence of yin and yang, and the aura of heaven and earth evolves.

This also led to the fact that the number of spirit beasts on the Heavenly Mandate Continent was far smaller than that of demon beasts.

The beasts, starting from the brute beasts, have been divided into hierarchies. According to the talents and status of different brute beasts, human beings classify brute beasts into three realms - lower, middle and high.

For the brute beasts that have cultivated the climate and are evolving into demons, they are called the Demon Transformation Realm.

The poisonous wind wolf belongs to the middle-level brute beasts. Although it is only the existence at the bottom of the middle-level brute beasts, its strength is not comparable to that of the low-level brute beasts.

The little swarthy boy's little head couldn't figure out why the more powerful brute beasts avoided it, but the poisonous wind wolf dared to stay outside the territory for so long, and listened to the irritability in the cry, as if it was still struggling to break in?

The Poison Wind Wolf was not a stranger to the swarthy little boy, because he had killed one before.

But at that time, there were no injuries on his body, and he was reluctant to kill the poisonous wind wolf after introducing it into the trap he had set in advance while preparing to understand the poison herb.

The little swarthy boy was no longer yelling into the woods, for he was afraid that his roar would make the wolf even more irritable.

While keeping an eye on the forest, he began to collect moderately sized pebbles from the nearby stream while pouring water on himself.

"Little fox, when the fight starts in a while, you can hide behind me and see how I slap this poisonous wolf to death. The swarthy little boy comforted the snow-white little fox in his arms, and he was also emboldening himself.

The howls of the Poison Wind Wolf became more and more frequent, and the swarthy boy sped up the collection of pebbles.

"Huh~~~" Finally, in a somewhat tragic roar, the poisonous wind wolf still rushed out of the forest and broke into the territory.

After entering the territory, the poisonous wind wolf stared at the little black boy and the snow-white little fox at a glance.

"Phew!" the swarthy little boy spat to the side and said fiercely: "It turns out that you are still underage, so what are you fierce!"

The swarthy little boy looked at the poisonous wind wolf with pale fur and not too strong limbs, and his heart relaxed slightly.

Although the juvenile Poison Wind Wolf is also a mid-level brute beast, its strength is far from that of an adult Poison Wind Wolf.

The poisonous wind wolf howled in pain, and ran towards the swarthy little boy, with a little wind silk under his feet, visible to the naked eye.

The little swarthy boy's heart, which had just been slightly relieved, suddenly rose again. This speed is simply not something that a venomous wind wolf can have!

"Huh-" A pebble flew by, striking the Poison Wind Wolf. The power of the stone is not great, at least it can't do any lethal damage to the Poison Wind Wolf.

The swarthy boy collects the stones, only to slow them down when they hit the stones and the Poison Wind Wolf instinctively dodges.

As long as the speed of the poisonous wind wolf slows down, then he will have a chance.

Who knew that the poisonous wind wolf did not dodge at all, and even though the pebbles fell on his head, he still rushed in a straight line.

The swarthy little boy secretly screamed badly, and kept knocking out the pebbles he had just collected.

Since the speed can't be interrupted, you can only rely on pebbles to beat the poisonous wind wolf out of injury, even if it is the slightest injury, it will make up for the difference in strength between the two sides.

The forest and the stream were not far away, and the poisonous wind wolf was fast, and in just a moment, it rushed to the front of him.

With a bounce, the Poison Wind Wolf pounced towards the dark little boy, and the little boy rolled on the spot, dodging the attack of the Poison Wind Wolf, and then immediately got up and threw the little snow-white fox in his left hand in the direction of the forest.

"Go and find those three old immortals!" the swarthy little boy shouted, and at the same time took out a bone knife less than twenty centimeters long from the animal skin that wrapped the lower half of his body, and then turned around and slammed the knife horizontally.

There was a "choking" sound, just enough to hold the claws of the poisonous wind wolf.

When the blow failed, the Poison Wind Wolf immediately retreated, opening its mouth again and pounced.

The swarthy little boy dodged to the side, and slashed at the abdomen of the Poison Wind Wolf, but was scratched by the Poison Wind Wolf's claw on the wound on his chest.

The wound that had begun to heal was torn again, and at the same time there were four new wounds, not deep, but poisonous.

The swarthy little boy quickly turned around again, and found that the poisonous wind wolf did not turn his head, but stared at the direction of the snow-white little fox, and immediately seized the opportunity and stabbed the poisonous wind wolf's hind legs with a fierce knife.

With a "poof", the knife stabbed into most of the wolf's legs, and then pulled back hard, cutting open the flesh on half of the wolf's legs.

The poisonous wind wolf was in pain, and with a "whoop" sound, he turned around and looked at the little dark boy with red eyes.

The little boy didn't have time to wonder why the poisonous wind wolf had such a strange behavior, and only silently calculated in his heart how to achieve victory.

The water was murmuring, and under the scorching sun, a man and a wolf confronted each other.

Sweat ran down his cheeks, but the swarthy little boy didn't dare to wipe it at all. In the face of enemies stronger than yourself, any extra moves may cost you your life.

"He's got a leg gone, and when his speed drops, my odds are already good. The swarthy little boy thought, but his body felt a little weak.

Poison, flare-up. The swarthy little boy glanced at the herbs he had just used to disinfect on the side, but he didn't know how to get there.

"Whew!!" the wolf howled even more violently, and his eyes were red with a hint of black gas.

The little swarthy boy felt his heartbeat intensify at this point, as if something was about to burst out.

"Is the toxin onset so fast?" Knowing that he could not wait any longer, the little boy attacked for the first time.

With a claw, the attacking swarthy boy fell to the side.

"Poof!" As soon as he got up, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Poof!" "Poof!" The little boy's anger rose as his heartbeat intensified.

"You want to kill me!" the swarthy little boy roared, and once again charged towards the Poison Wind Wolf.

At this time, two tiny black silk threads also appeared on the little boy's eyes. It's a little faster than just now.

I don't know what's going on, but the poisonous wind wolf is a little sluggish.

"Poof!" The bone knife Qi Gen sank into the neck of the Poisonous Wind Wolf, but the claws of the Poisonous Wind Wolf that came back to his senses stopped in mid-air.

The majestic wind blows, and the picture of a man and a wolf is frozen.