The King of the Mountain, the King of the Mountains, is a tiger with at least the strength of a third-level martial artist.

Wang Sheng was very curious about how Li Peng determined, can a lump of animal feces mean anything?

"Grandpa Li, how do you confirm that this is a trace left by the Mountain Monarch?"

Li Peng stood up, looked at everyone, and said, "This dung is the dung of the tiger, Yun Sheng doesn't say it, but a few of you should be sure, right?" ”

Li Wenguang and several hunters nodded.

They often go into the mountains and are familiar with the dung of each animal, which is of great help both in finding prey and in hiding from predators.

However, their experience was not enough to judge whether it was ordinary tiger dung or mountain dung.

So they all looked at Li Peng with curious eyes.

Li Peng continued: "There is a big difference between Shanjun and ordinary big insects, that is, Shanjun's digestion ability has changed, so their feces are extremely 'pure', basically there will be no left, the most obvious manifestation is the hair in the feces, do you see that there is no hair in it?" ”

When everyone saw it, it was really so.

"Big insects will eat grass and expel the indigestible hairs and debris in the body, but Shanjun doesn't need it, Shanjun's can be digested directly, and there will be no residue at all."

Wang Sheng suddenly realized, he suddenly remembered some knowledge in his previous life.

Cats, dogs, and the like lick their hair, so they eat grass to help excrete their hair, and tigers have this habit as felines.

But the feces in front of him that were pulled apart by Li Peng could not be traced at all with no traces of hair.

Either this tiger does not lick its hair, or this tiger has a terrifying digestive ability, either of which proves that this tiger is not simple.

Combined with the judgment of the old hunter Li Peng, the fact that there are activities of the mountain monarch in this vicinity can basically be determined.

Now everyone began to struggle.

Is it to move forward or to retreat?

Li Peng looked at Wang Sheng and said, "Yunsheng, can you deal with Shanjun?" ”

Wang Sheng shook his head and said, "I haven't really dealt with Shanjun either, so I can't confirm if it's okay." ”

Now he is a martial artist of several levels, he doesn't know at all, he only knows that his strength is stronger than at the beginning, I don't know how many times.

But whether he can deal with Shanjun, who is comparable to a third-level martial artist, has no bottom on himself.

After Li Peng received this answer, he thought for a while, and then said: "Retreat, go back to the village, don't take this risk." ”

If Wang Sheng said that he could definitely deal with it, he was still willing to move forward.

But Wang Sheng is not sure, then there is only retreat, after all, his life is his own.

Hearing Li Peng's command, several hunters breathed a sigh of relief, in fact, they already wanted to retreat when they heard that there might be a mountain monarch nearby.

Wang Sheng is also in a similar mood, he doesn't like to do things that he is not sure of, but unlike the hunter, he is still a little disappointed in his heart, and the opportunity to fight is gone.

However, safety is the most important thing, so he followed Li Peng and the others back the same way.

Several people on the road walked very fast, and it was not until they walked out of the distance for an hour that they relaxed a little and began to communicate.

The topic of exchange is naturally Shanjun just now.

"Elder Li is still really powerful, he can tell if he is a big insect by feces, my father didn't teach me at all."

It was Li Wenguang who spoke, and up to Li Yongfeng's generation, he had basically been hunters for generations, and many of his hunting experiences were handed down from his predecessors.

But he didn't learn anything like that.

Li Peng glanced at Li Wenguang, and then said, "What's the use of learning this?" Do you think you don't have to avoid ordinary tiger feces when you see them? ”

“……”

His words directly silenced all the hunters present.

And that's true.

Even if ordinary hunters see ordinary tiger droppings, they basically avoid them, and no one will touch them.

So you only need to know that this is tiger dung, and it doesn't matter if you know what it is.

It can only be said that he is worthy of being an old hunter, and he can see it clearly.

The crowd continued on their way, but only for a short distance, when a roar suddenly came.

"Roar!"

The roar was so loud and seemed so close that it shook several hunters dizzy and even caused a brief period of deafness.

Immediately afterwards, a wave of air struck, knocking several people who were already unsteady on their feet due to vertigo to the ground.

The only one who can still stand is Wang Sheng, who has the strength of a martial artist.

He looked solemnly at the location where the voice had come.

Soon, a large figure stepped out of the bushes.

This is a huge tiger with a body size of more than five meters, and unlike ordinary tigers, this tiger has obvious muscles that can be seen on its limbs, which is enough to prove that it is a tiger's strength.

The most striking thing is the color of this tiger, which is a white tiger.

The white hair is interspersed with a few black markings, which adds a bit of elegance and beauty to its fierceness.

But none of the people present had the heart to appreciate this elegance.

Wang Sheng and Li Peng said two words almost at the same time: "Mountain King!" ”

The performance of this strong tiger just now is not something that an ordinary tiger can do, and the roar with the waves of qi can only be done by the mountain monarch with the strength of a martial artist.

Look at the body type again.

With a body size of more than five meters, it is almost double the average size of an ordinary tiger.

Wang Sheng looked insignificant before this was the Mountain Monarch.

Several hunters couldn't stop trembling, how could they be so unlucky, they went into the mountain and ran into a mountain monarch who had not appeared for decades.

Will they still be alive to get away?

Compared to their fears, Wang Sheng has force in his body, so he has to be much calmer.

"Grandpa Li, Uncle Li, you go first, I'll come to the palace!"

Only then did everyone remember that there was also a warrior among them, and he seemed to have a little hope.

Li Yongfeng was a little worried, but he knew some of Wang Sheng's details, could Wang Sheng deal with the mountain monarch comparable to a third-level martial artist?

But now I don't have time to think so much, I have to flee quickly, staying will only be a drag on Wang Sheng.

"Yunsheng, please be careful!"

Everyone forcibly suppressed their trembling legs and began to evacuate.

Tigers and other beasts of predator attack when someone has their back to them.

Wang Sheng was ready to make a move, but Shanjun just let Li Wenguang and the others leave.

This behavior confirms some of Wang Sheng's ideas.

"Sure enough, this mountain monarch is coming for me!"

Since Shanjun came out, his gaze has never left his body, and he originally thought it was an illusion, but now it seems to be true.

The goal of the mountain monarch has always been him!

"Roar!"

The Mountain Monarch roared again, and crashed towards Wang Sheng like a chariot.

Looking at the battle-spirited Mountain Monarch, Wang Sheng seemed to understand something.

Hide the weapon in your body, and the murderous heart will rise!

Whether it is he, Wang Sheng or Shanjun, who has great power, in fact, deep in his heart, he can't bear the throbbing in his heart!

One man and one beast, suddenly there was a tacit understanding.

Then—

Come to war!