Gordon was blown away by the strong wind.

With the combat experience of the Red-Hooded Blue Bearmon, Gordon didn't think that it would even be able to grasp the attack distance, and since this kind of charged palm that could set off wind pressure failed, then it must be preparing for a stronger attack in the future.

Sure enough, a sharp sense of crisis came from in front of him.

Gordon didn't have time to open his eyes to confirm, and immediately flew backwards with all his strength to dodge.

"Rumble!"

After unleashing a charged palm, the Red-Hooded Blue Bear immediately plunged its claws into the ground, then jerked upwards.

It was as if a bomb had been detonated underground, and countless pebbles on the river beach were lifted and fell on the hunter like a torrential rain.

Gordon, who fell to the ground, dodged the crucial blow, and if he had been a little later in his dodge, it would not have been the pebbles, but himself.

Looking at the big pit on the ground that was opened by the blow of the red-hooded blue bear beast, Gordon inexplicably had a strange idea in his heart - if he was hit just now, a pit of this size would be just right to bury himself

Finding that his attack missed, the Red-Hooded Blue Bear Beast immediately had a new move.

This is its combat habit, a brutal and crazy continuous attack, and it is unrivaled below the same level.

It fell on all fours, its body bowed, its muscles bulging, and its strength building.

Gordon recognized the movement and began to run at full speed.

After a brief moment of preparation, the Red-Hooded Blue Bear leaped into the air again and swooped down on Gordon.

If you are hit head-on by such an attack, you will undoubtedly be smashed into meat sauce, even if you are protected by armor.

Even if you don't get hit, as long as the distance is not too far, you will be shaken by the aftermath of the attack and the center of gravity will be unstable, and then, naturally, there will be other attacks waiting for you, just like before.

In order to avoid falling into such a passive dilemma, Gordon always paid attention to the movements of the red-hooded blue bear from the beginning of his stride and running.

At the moment when the latter took off, he immediately turned back and changed the direction of his run.

If the Red-Hooded Blue Bear Beast would predict the landing point in advance according to the direction and speed of his running, he would not be too surprised, after all, if he has enough combat experience, this kind of estimation can cultivate this ability.

But to say that it will drastically change the direction of its fall in mid-air should be unlikely.

No matter how it evolves, it's a bear, not a bird or a wyvern or something—it doesn't have wings.

This timely change of direction won him the initiative, and the fat and heavy body of the red-hooded green bear beast smashed into the open space eight or nine meters away from him.

He could feel the ground shaking beneath his feet, but at this distance, the aftermath didn't interfere with his movements.

What's more, he noticed that the Red-Hooded Blue Bear Beast was a little sluggish in its movements, its breathing became heavy, and the corners of its mouth were constantly sticky and drooling.

The guy is tired.

Gordon wasn't surprised by this, but rather had a sense of "You're finally tired?" Feelings.

The Blue Bear Beast was not a monster known for its physical strength, and the red-hooded Blue Bear Beast in front of him had been using various powerful moves at an extremely high frequency since the beginning of the battle.

Even if it seems to be an ordinary claw, the force is abnormally heavy.

If its physical strength is really endless, it should consider finding an opportunity to retreat temporarily and adjust its state.

Even trainee hunters know that monsters are the best window to attack when they are tired, and not only Gordon, but also pork chops that are always roaming around and looking for an opportunity to rush straight at them.

It preemptively threw a barrel of explosive bombs at the red-hooded green bearmon, and Gordon didn't have to worry about getting hurt before he got to the monster.

The flames and smoke obscured the red-hooded blue bear's vision, and Gordon stopped when he was still four or five meters away from the former, and carried his sword into a charging stance.

By the time the smoke cleared slightly, Gordon had already broken the charge slash through the top of his shoulder, and while slamming forward for a short distance, he entered a strong charge stance.

The red-clipped green bear on all fours turned around a little slowly, and Gordon finished charging the powerful charge before it could pounce.

"Pork chop, ready!"

Gordon gave a low reminder, and then immediately took a big step forward, and slashed down with the great sword [Wang Hu], just landing on the shoulder of the red-hooded blue bear beast that was approaching.

Blood splattered out, and in a deafening howl of pain, the red-hooded blue bear beast strolled, but unfortunately due to the thick carapace and muscle protection of its shoulders, the sword did not hit it hard.

The red-hooded green bear beast shook its body and continued to pounce forward.

At this time, it was obviously too late to prepare for the real charge slash, Gordon decisively changed the sword style, and before the power accumulated in his body dissipated, he turned forward and swung out the big sword.

Strong sweep slash!

Once again, the Red-Hooded Blue Bear Beast showed its extraordinary reaction speed and combat experience, pushing its front paws to the ground and rising up again, thus avoiding the extremely fast strong sweeping slash.

But Gordon was not discouraged, but was somewhat surprised.

This powerful sweep slash was aimed at the Red-Hooded Blue Bear's forelimbs, in order to disrupt its balance.

Although it dodged, the stability of standing on its hind legs alone was far less effective than when it landed on all fours.

He immediately rolled backwards into two positions, carrying his sword into a charged stance.

The position seemed inexplicable, but he believed that with the tacit understanding between them, the pork chop would meet his expectations.

"Rocket Bomb Meow!"

The rocket bomb in the pork chop's claws slammed into the back of the red-hooded bear's head at close range, causing it to stagger forward.

The shockwave that followed the explosion further disrupted its balance, forcing it to fall to the ground.

While Gordon switched charging moves through Iron Mountain, he was also adjusting his position, and finally completed the preparation before the red-hooded green bear beast crawled up.

What a slash!

The big sword [Wang Hu] roared down, and Gordon was still aiming at the head of the prey.

There was already a huge wound on the top of the Red Hooded Green Bear's head, and under the tearing of the toothed blade, a large piece of carapace along with the scalp of the Red Hooded Blue Bear Beast was shaved off along with the red helmet-like hair.

The huge force carried by the sword body smashed the red-hooded green bear beast back to the ground that had crawled halfway.

Seeing this, Gordon couldn't help but grin, and under the influence of that desire to attack, the scene of blood splattering made him excited.

He did not reject that desire, and under its influence, his strength, and even his mental concentration, reached a new level.

Gordon picked up the big sword again, and entered the charging posture again, charging slash, strong charging slash, real charging slash, and fell one after another.

Blood splattered all over his armor, even through the pores of his visor, and landed on his face, and Gordon licked his lips and couldn't help but let out a wild laugh.

The pork chop that was grasping the attack turned back sharply.

It thinks Gordon is not normal, "Gordon, wake up, meow!" Don't get out of control Meow! ”

At the same time, the red-hooded green bear beast, which had been pressed and slashed several times, was completely furious.

A hot breath mixed with blood mist erupted from its mouth and nose, and as if it didn't feel any pain, it jerked up, its scarlet claws wide open, and swept in all directions, the fierce wind sweeping down the maple leaves on the riverside.

"Watch out!"

The pork chop was short and dodged the red-hooded green bear beast's counterattack, and it was very worried about whether Gordon, who was obviously mentally a little "abnormal", would be able to react in time.

In this case, it is a fatal thing to be greedy for a knife.

However, to its surprise, Gordon leaped back faster than it could.

Gordon, who retreated to a safe distance, swung his sword to cut away the wind in front of him, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm sober." ”

(End of chapter)