Number 12 can't meet the eyes of the silver-tailed iron-toothed wolf.

That kind of scrutiny, indifferent, with the ferocity, cruel eyes peculiar to wolves.

He bowed his head, almost crying.

He did not have the courage to take the initiative to attack, nor did he dare to act rashly.

This is an ordinary person who has never faced a beast directly, and when confronting a beast in such a small space, it is absolutely normal to react.

But Tang Ling, who was standing outside the iron cage, sighed slightly when he saw this scene.

A two-second performance is a lot, and the 12th should not be able to last five minutes.

Just because he lost to the wolf nature.

Yes.

An adult silver-tailed iron-toothed male wolf weighing 150 pounds.

It is one of the largest of the dozens of wolf species.

In terms of strength, even an adult man cannot have an advantage, not to mention that it is called an iron tooth, which shows that the bite force is amazing.

Tang Ling had never come into contact with this kind of wolf, but he knew that in the face of a creature like a wolf, he must not show a trace of fear.

Their caution allows them to watch out for unfamiliar opponents.

Their cunning will allow them to 'smell' the fear of their opponents and decide on their next move.

Therefore, the right way to face it should be to look at it fearlessly, and behave more fiercely than it.

Even, take the initiative to approach and make an offensive appearance.

In this way, you will not lose to the wolf nature, and you will be able to delay in the iron cage for a minute or two.

In a cage.

Thirteen seconds later.

The silver-tailed iron-toothed wolf moved, and it began to pace slowly around Number 12, not in a hurry to attack.

But in slow pacing, it was closing the distance to No. 12.

Boy 12 was so flustered, but he also realized that this terrible creature was approaching him.

He began to retreat, step by step towards the northwest corner of the cage, and several times he clenched his fists, as if to punch the wolf, but did not act.

After all, the requirement of the assessment is to survive successfully for ten minutes, not to kill the caged beast, as long as the wolf does not attack, time is always ticking.

No. 12 did not dare to take the initiative to provoke the silver-tailed iron-toothed wolf in front of him.

Tang Ling watched quietly, this was the rhythm of a wolf's typical attack, it was choosing the best angle to pounce, and by the way, it was also calculating the route that the opponent would escape.

In the face of this situation, the most correct thing to do is to keep facing the wolf head-on at all times, instead of being forced into a corner by it and cutting himself off.

"Northwest corner, do you have time to call for rescue?" Tang Ling shook his head slightly, observing the battle and measuring the strength of these teenagers, so that he could better cope with the assessment he was about to face.

Even if No. 12 behaved so immaturely, Tang Ling didn't think that he was better than these teenagers, if they panicked, at most they would lose due to lack of experience.

Tang Ling knew very well that his assessment qualifications were not above board.

Perhaps it was the performance of the silver-tailed iron-toothed wolf's 'Buddha' nature, which made the cage smell a lot less bloody.

Between one advance and one retreat, half a minute passed like this.

The teenagers waiting for the assessment outside the iron cage finally felt a little relaxed.

But Tang Ling saw the silver-tailed iron-toothed wolf arch his back, and his heartbeat suddenly beat faster.

Everything happened silently, and the silver-tailed iron-toothed wolf moved.

Strong hind legs, perfect force, and tricky angles, pounced on No. 12 like the wind.

"Ahh Exclamations rang out from the crowd.

And No. 12 was in a fatal nervousness, panicked to the left to dodge, narrowly avoiding the bite of the silver-tailed iron-toothed wolf.

'Brush', the sound of the wolf's paw tearing through the uniform was clearly audible, and even if he avoided the bite in embarrassment, the wolf's paw also left three clear blood marks on No. 12's body, and a few drops of splattered blood fell on the iron, adding a touch of bright red to its own dull red.

Number 12 chose to escape.

"The speed of the silver-tailed iron-toothed wolf is about 25 meters per second, and the speed of the 12th is 13.6 meters per second. Run away... is the worst option. "Tang Ling's precision instinct began to play a role quickly, and the ultimate effect of the precision instinct was not to draw numbers, it was to turn into an instinct called combat consciousness.

to determine the outcome of the battle between the two.

Facts have proved that Tang Ling's judgment is not wrong at all.

Escaping officially kicks off the killing rhythm.

The silver-tailed iron-toothed wolf chose the least expensive way to fight, it did not run with all its might, but forced the 'prey' to run to the corner, and when the prey had to turn around, it blocked the road and gave the most accurate blow, and then retreated with one blow.

It doesn't have to be fatal, it just needs to be consumed.

There will be no wear and tear and no danger on its own.

This kind of excellent 'tactic' that only beasts can have, staged a vivid and bloody scene for all the teenagers outside the cage.

Claw after claw swing.

Bite after bite.

The dripping blood flowed wantonly, and in less than two minutes, No. 12 became a bloody man, leaving blood marks on the iron cage when he was forced to the edge of the iron cage by the silver-tailed iron-toothed wolf again and again.

"I give up, I give up."

"I'm going to... Abandon! Number 12 began to cry out hoarsely, the pain and fear finally pushing him to the brink of collapse, and he could no longer have the courage to hold on.

"Perhaps, it doesn't have to be given up." Tang Ling observed the entire battle, and had already come up with at least 5 more ways to fight in his heart.

Even then, it's not a dead end.

It's hard for him not to put himself in the number 12, so if he's in the cage, the only way to delay, or even kill the silver-tailed iron-toothed wolf, at this time is to take the initiative to approach and exchange injuries for injuries.

It's just that wolves have a lot of weaknesses - nose, eyes, abdomen, and even legs.

If at this time, seize the opportunity of the silver-tailed iron-toothed wolf to bite, no longer distance itself from it, fight the danger of being bitten to serious injury, and blind its eyes, can't it be done?

It's not hard to break its nose.

Even, it is possible to break its legs.

No. 12's strength was not weak, and on a few occasions he also knocked away the wolves that pounced, and the impact was obviously stronger than Tang Ling.

Even the speed is faster than Tang Ling.

This made Tang Ling a little disappointed, the teenagers who grew up in the settlement, no matter how cruel they were, lost to these teenagers who grew up in the No. 17 safety zone and were relatively rich in nutrition.

Tang Ling couldn't tell No. 12 these tactics, and the only thing left for No. 12 in the iron cage was to approach the gate of the iron cage smoothly.

Perhaps accustomed to the bloodshed of the battle, after shouting on the 12th, the soldiers guarding the gate were not in a hurry.

Instead, he took out the key and opened the door calmly.

At this time, the 12th was about 30 meters away from the gate.

Seeing the hope of escaping from this torture, No. 12 couldn't care much more, the distance of 30 meters was only two seconds, and he ran towards the gate without looking back.

"Hmm." Tang Ling's heart suddenly lifted, why did he leave his back to the silver-tailed iron-toothed wolf?

Could it be that Number 12 thinks that the speed at which the silver-tailed iron-toothed wolf pursued before is its real speed?

Sure enough, the prey in hand is about to escape, how can the silver-tailed iron-toothed wolf be willing?

It rushed violently, no longer caring about any loss of prey, and directly caught up with No. 12 with the fastest burst speed.

With the force of the impact, he threw down No. 12 from behind, opened his mouth, and bit No. 12's neck violently...