Chapter 269

Hearing these two completely different roars, Qin Yun instantly became excited; he quickly ran behind the hay and rocks, hiding himself completely. Then the drone lowered its altitude slightly, readjusting its focus to encompass a radius of dozens of meters, including the baobab tree.

“There’s going to be a good show—a lone lion facing a pack of hyenas. Who do you think will win?”

In the live stream, netizens, hearing Qin Yun’s slightly excited voice, also grew interested.

“I bet the lion wins—hyenas are just dogs; how could they compare to lions?”

“I’m betting on the lion too. Lions can rival tigers; these spotted hyenas are nothing.”

“I trust Qin’s judgment. If this pack of hyenas dares to hunt a lion, they must have some confidence.”

“Hmm, let’s see how many hyenas there are.”

“Amazing!”

Qin Yun watched the live feed. Far off, movement had already begun. After a few breaths, fifteen wild animals—pale brown and earthy tan, their bodies covered in irregular dark brown-black spots—appeared in the frame.

These spotted hyenas were not small; they were only slightly smaller than female lions, with dense, muscular builds and shoulders and necks radiating raw power. Their heads were large, jaws split wide open, revealing thick canine and molar teeth.

“Damn, that look is pure malice.”

“Anus-piercing master.”

“I think the lion’s in danger.”

As the hyenas appeared, the male lion’s entire body tensed instantly—even viewers on the livestream could sense his tension. He didn’t move freely; instead, he retreated a few steps, pressing his back against the baobab trunk, lowering his limbs, bristling his mane, and growling low from his throat.

The hyenas, watching the lion, quickly scattered and formed a tight circle around him, then began pacing in circles, emitting eerie, laugh-like sounds, searching for an opening to attack.

This slaughter erupted suddenly, unfolding before countless eyes.

The lead hyena, thick and muscular—even bulkier than a typical female lion—dripping saliva from its jaws, launched the first attack.

It crouched low and lunged at the lion’s hind leg—the hyena’s favorite ambush spot. But the male lion was already prepared. A furious roar echoed through the livestream as he kicked backward, his hard hoof slamming hard into the hyena’s face.

*Crack!* Blood sprayed as the hyena let out a shriek and rolled backward, retreating.

But in the next instant, it was back, acting as if nothing had happened.

Meanwhile, two hyenas circled from the left and lunged to bite the lion’s belly. The lion twisted his body to the right, swung his front paw, and his sharp claws ripped open the spine of one hyena—skin and flesh flayed, blood splattering the ground.

But—

“Auuuugh—!”

The searing pain triggered a roar that shook the entire savanna. The lion lowered his head and sank his sharp canines deep into the hyena’s neck gripping his belly—teeth piercing fur and muscle instantly. The hyena let out a short, sharp scream, kicked its legs twice, then went limp.

The scent of blood ignited the hyenas’ frenzy. The remaining dozen no longer hesitated—they surged forward, biting legs, necks, and lunging for the lion’s eyes.

In mere moments, the lion was covered in wounds, yet he fought desperately. He whipped his head, flinging the hyena clinging to his neck into the baobab trunk with a dull thud. The hyena twitched a few times on the ground, then lay still.

He raised his paw again and smashed another hyena’s skull.

The slaughter had turned horrific within mere breaths—the livestream filled with hyena shrieks, the lion’s roars, and the sickening sound of tearing flesh. The drone’s excellent audio picked up every detail.

Countless viewers watched, holding their breath, stunned by the terrifying scene unfolding across the savanna.

Of thirteen hyenas total, though it felt like an eternity, less than three minutes had passed—and five already lay motionless on the ground.

The remaining eight still looked fine. But the lion’s condition was dire—movements sluggish, breaths heavy, wounds covering his entire body, blood staining his fur and soaking the yellow earth beneath him.

A gash across his left eye—if he hadn’t dodged fast, his eyeball would’ve been gouged out.

He looked utterly broken.

A few baboons in the baobab tree were so terrified they nearly urinated themselves, frozen in place, not daring to move. Any one of the creatures below could devour them clean—not even a single shit left behind.

The hyena pack seemed to already envision their feast; their laugh-like cries grew more frequent. The lion’s roars gradually faded. In this short time, his resentment and despair had taken root in his heart.

Death now seemed inevitable.

One hyena seized the moment the lion swayed and lunged for his eye. But even a weakened lion was still a lion. His gaze flared with ferocity; summoning his last strength, he slammed his massive head sideways, clamping his jaws around the hyena’s throat.

Then he tore with all his might—*crack!*—the hyena went silent. But this was his final struggle.

By now, six hyenas lay dead in the lion’s jaws. He had no strength left to fight, yet the remaining seven hyenas pressed forward, fearless. His hind legs were shredded to bloody pulp; he staggered, his throat rasping like a broken bellows, emitting his final low growl.

Just as the seven hyenas closed in to finish off the lion, an unknown object suddenly fell from the sky, landing directly in front of him.

This startled both sides—especially the hyenas.

They scrambled backward, growling warnings, eyes locked on the flying object in the air.

“Damn, I knew Qin wouldn’t just stand by.”

“Those hyenas are terrifying—gives me the creeps.”

“Haha, Qin finally moves.”

“Kill those dogs.”

“Kill them!”

Qin Yun landed the drone, then stood up from behind the rocks. He smiled at the camera: “I just couldn’t bear to watch this young male lion die under a hyena pack’s attack. So I’ll reluctantly lend a hand.”

With that, he kicked off with his right foot, instantly accelerating as a dagger flashed in his right hand, darting toward several hundred meters away.

He made no effort to hide his movements. After running barely a hundred meters, the hyenas immediately noticed him.

But with the drone ahead and Qin Yun behind, the hyenas were momentarily stunned, unsure what to do. Qin Yun didn’t care—he tightened his focus as he closed the distance.

Two or three hundred meters vanished in an instant. Qin Yun paid no attention to their reactions—he flashed forward, appearing before the hyena pack. His martial skills were master-level, the peak of human capability. No wasted motion—he flicked his wrist, the dagger’s blade flashing coldly as it pierced the neck of the lead hyena.

The moment the blade sank in, he twisted his wrist sharply, slicing through flesh and bone. The hyena didn’t even cry out—its body stiffened instantly, limbs twitched once, then collapsed heavily to the ground.

The sudden change sent the remaining six hyenas roaring as they charged at Qin Yun.

Humans—they’d seen them before. But never one who came straight at them to kill.

Without hesitation, they lunged. One opened its foul-smelling jaws and lunged for Qin Yun’s throat.

Qin Yun sidestepped effortlessly, then slashed sideways with his dagger—precisely severing the hyena’s throat. Blood sprayed. He dropped low, letting the hyena behind him lunge past, then stabbed backward into its belly, slicing hard—organs spilled onto the ground.

The hyena let out a piercing shriek, writhed a few times, then died.

These moves came in lightning speed. From Qin Yun charging into the pack to killing three hyenas, it took only a few breaths—only four hyenas remained standing.

At that moment, the lead hyena, jaws wide open, lunged for Qin Yun’s leg. Qin Yun tapped the ground with his toe, leaping into the air, then drove his knee straight down onto the hyena’s skull—*crack!*—its skull shattered instantly, and it fell dead.

His movements flowed like water, swift, precise, brutal. The dagger flashed coldly in the sunlight, like Death’s scythe, reaping the hyenas’ lives.

Seeing their leader dead, the remaining three hyenas panicked. Their greed and cruelty vanished, replaced by terror—they wanted to retreat, to flee. But Qin Yun wouldn’t let them go—not after he’d already made them enemies.

He charged forward. Where his dagger passed, flesh flew, shrieks rose in succession. In moments, the last three hyenas fell beneath his blade.

The slaughter ended—less than two minutes total.

The savanna was left only with the lion’s heavy breathing and the drone’s rotor hum.

Qin Yun stood in the pool of blood, looked at the camera, wiped his dagger on the ground, and slid it back into its sheath.

At that moment, the livestream exploded.

“Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit.”

“Damn, Qin is insane—he casually slaughtered seven hyenas. Brutal.”

“FUCK, OMG!”

“Unbelievable!”

“Chinese kung fu!”

Countless gifts flooded all four livestreams—Qin Yun’s performance stunned every fan once again.

They knew he was strong—but never this strong.

Especially this raw, close-quarters combat—it perfectly revealed true strength.

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