Wangyang Ning had no idea how strong the creature was, but he was clear, this thing was undoubtedly stronger than he was.
That much he could feel merely from its aura.
But none of this mattered to him.
All he had to do was face the battle.
What he considered was not winning or losing, but simply fighting.
Win or lose, he had to stand his ground here.
He could not let this creature harm Li Chen.
Because Li Chen was his boss and also, his brother.
Seeing Wangyang Ning blocking his path, the Mothman seemed a bit surprised, then lifted its steel-like claw and waved it at Wangyang Ning.
The gesture was clear; come on!
From their previous encounters, it had learned that Li Chen was very strong. However, Li Chen had accidentally been poisoned during the fight.
This man, clearly not as formidable as the previous one, meant it need not resort to any strategems.
To it, such a weak ant could be crushed at will.
"Be careful of its fur!" Li Chen, struggling to suppress the poison, almost gritted his teeth as he said these words.
"Alright!" Wangyang Ning replied in a deep voice.
Hearing Li Chen’s words, Wangyang Ning finally understood how Li Chen had been poisoned.
Around the Mothman, there was a layer of faint fur that seemed very fragile, as if touching it would cause it to fall off easily.
Now it seemed that this fur was also highly poisonous, which was probably how Li Chen had been carelessly poisoned.
Of course, he would certainly not repeat the same mistake as Li Chen.
Moreover, he had Weapons in his hands!
The longsword was raised high and then chopped directly at the top of the Mothman’s head.
Wangyang Ning had practiced martial cultivation for much of his life, mostly with this sword, and his control of Sword Technique had reached a level of perfection.
With a sword in hand, Wangyang Ning was on a completely different level.
With sword in hand, he dared to battle even this Mothman, which was clearly above the Yellow Grade!
"Cackle cackle cackle..."
A strange cry came from the Mothman’s mouth, and the next moment, the Mothman’s Steel Claw collided head-on with Wangyang Ning’s longsword.
A faint sound rang when the longsword contacted the Mothman’s claw. Wangyang Ning slightly tilted the angle of the blade, the sword slid on the claw creating a spark, and the next second, the longsword changed direction, chopping towards the Mothman’s shoulder.
The longsword left a narrow wound on the unguarded shoulder of the Mothman.
The Mothman cried out in pain, suddenly kicking Wangyang Ning in the chest. Wangyang Ning was instantly kicked away, landing heavily on the ground.
Catherine couldn’t help but cry out from behind.
She had seen many strong individuals, but it was rare to see someone who could demonstrate such overpowering strength against Wangyang Ning at the first encounter.
Now, Catherine almost confirmed a certain suspicion in her heart.
"I’m okay!" Wangyang Ning slowly stood up, blood oozing from his mouth, but as he looked at the Mothman, a smile appeared on Wangyang Ning’s face.
He was indeed injured, but this injury also occurred under the premise that he had injured the Mothman.
The strength of the Mothman was indeed formidable, significantly stronger than his own. However, it was quite apparent that this monster lacked his combat skills.
"Perhaps, it’s really worth gambling on," Ning Wangyang calculated wildly in his heart.
Usually in battle, Ning Wangyang fought mostly by instinct. There were few people who could make him think during a fight—Li Chen was one, and Ye Tu was another.
Now, he had found another opponent who made him think during the battle.
"Very good!" An excited smile appeared on Ning Wangyang’s face.
Li Chen had told him that to improve, one must continuously challenge the strong—an opinion he strongly agreed with.
Ning Wangyang also felt that his own strength had reached a certain bottleneck, and if he wanted to break through this bottleneck, he would need an opportunity.
"Has this opportunity already arrived?" A mysterious expression appeared on Ning Wangyang’s face.
Apparently very dissatisfied with its injury, the Mothman roared angrily before crazily charging at Ning Wangyang.
Its two sharp claws stirred up a tearing storm, violently descending towards Ning Wangyang’s head.
It wanted to shred the audacious ant who dared to injure it into pieces!
Ning Wangyang raised his longsword.
"Clang, clang, clang..."
A series of metallic ringing sounds were heard as Ning Wangyang’s body was pressed lower and lower under this fierce onslaught.
In terms of strength, the Mothman had a clear suppression effect on him.
A crazy gleam suddenly flashed in Ning Wangyang’s eyes. He withdrew the longsword and directly ignored the descending claws of the Mothman. He thrust his sword straight toward the Mothman’s head.
Although he had abandoned defense and might very well be heavily injured or even killed by the Mothman, if his thrust hit, it could also pierce through the Mothman’s head.
Of this, Ning Wangyang was absolutely confident.
Indeed, the Mothman recoiled its attack and hastily dodged Ning Wangyang’s thrust.
Seeing the Mothman’s evasion, a faint smile appeared on Ning Wangyang’s lips as he thrust his unadorned longsword at the Mothman.
The sharp longsword slashed directly at the Mothman’s neck.
However, at that moment, an eerie expression appeared on the ugly insect face of the Mothman.
In an instant, Ning Wangyang realized his sword had slashed through thin air.
The silhouette of the Mothman had vanished.
"Damn it!" A bad thought suddenly flashed through his mind. Only then did Ning Wangyang remember that the Mothman was not only stronger than him, but also considerably faster.
Without time to think further, he immediately turned around, trying to position his longsword in front of him for defense.
However, his action was still that little bit too slow.
A muffled sound arose from behind Ning Wangyang, and in an instant, as if struck by lightning, he heavily slammed into a nearby tree trunk.
The stout tree trunk, struck by Ning Wangyang, actually broke off directly.
Ning Wangyang seemed to hear the sound of his own bones breaking inside his body, and there wasn’t a place on him that didn’t ache.
But in his chest, a fire had begun to burn.