Chapter 46: A Handsome Guy, Brilliantly Makes His Entrance!

“Howl! Howl!”

Then, under the Wolf King’s furious roar, four wolves moved in orderly formation to surround Xiao Yi.

Seeing this, Xiao Yi felt helpless; though he didn’t want these wolves to destroy his camp, he now had no choice but to use terrain to counter them.

At this moment, Xiao Yi stepped several paces left, pressing his back against the stove to ensure his rear was less vulnerable to ambush.

He then drew a wooden stick and watched the four wolves ahead with caution.

The Wolf King, though already furious, did not launch an attack immediately.

The wolves’ main tactic was to have one wolf feint from the front to draw attention, while another slipped in from behind to strike.

But Xiao Yi’s back was against the stove, making the wolves’ encirclement strategy impossible to execute perfectly—trying to cross the stove to ambush his back was far too difficult.

And a frontal assault was hindered by the wolves’ fear of Xiao Yi’s strength and the wooden stick in his hand.

Thus, despite all four wolves staring at Xiao Yi, they could only remain locked in stalemate.

“Roar!”

“Howl!”

But the good fortune didn’t last—just then, one of the three wolves attacking the black bear suffered heavy injury.

One hind leg hung limp, clearly broken; the bear himself was no better off, his body now bearing several new claw wounds.

Yet the black bear grew fiercer with each passing moment; though wounded, facing only three wolves—especially now that the Wolf King had left—he still had fighting strength.

Though still at a disadvantage, after one more wolf was crippled, facing only two wolves would erase his earlier disadvantages.

Sensing the situation had spiraled out of control, the Wolf King could only abandon his preferred tactic and charge directly at Xiao Yi.

He feared further mishaps—if more wolves died, his entire pack would be wiped out.

After letting out a howl, the Wolf King charged straight at Xiao Yi; the other three wolves followed immediately behind.

Xiao Yi grew tense—he’d never faced so many wolves before, and his hands gripping the stick were now slightly sweaty.

In an instant, the four wolves lunged at him; Xiao Yi seized his chance and swung his stick at the lead wolf—the Wolf King.

The Wolf King, seeing the stick swing toward him, panicked and leaped back just in time to dodge.

But the other three wolves spotted the opening and instantly attacked Xiao Yi from different angles.

Xiao Yi moved swiftly, using his stick to block one wolf’s bite, then kicked another away with his foot—but his arm still got a light scratch from the last wolf.

Pain immediately surged into Xiao Yi’s brain.

“Still too inexperienced in combat!”

Looking at the wound on his left arm—about the length of a finger—he muttered to himself.

Though Xiao Yi was wounded, the wolf he’d kicked was faring no better.

After struggling for several seconds, it finally rose again, but its gaze toward Xiao Yi now held a flicker of fear.

Then the Wolf King lunged again, a foul stench accompanying its charge.

With his stick now caught, Xiao Yi could only grip it with both hands and swing it along with the gray wolf biting it, aiming straight at the Wolf King.

The two wolves collided with the stick; even the Wolf King’s strength couldn’t withstand two blows—he let out a pained howl.

The gray wolf biting the stick, of course, fared worse—though its injuries weren’t immediately fatal.

But with the attack stalled, the wolves’ momentum, morale, and coordination all began to falter.

Holding the stick, Xiao Yi now looked like a war god—his left arm bleeding, his body radiating a ferocious aura, making him seem invincible.

The Wolf King rose again, roared at Xiao Yi, then howled once more—producing a scene Xiao Yi never expected.

The four wolves abandoned Xiao Yi and sprinted toward the bear.

Xiao Yi stared, dumbfounded: “What the hell?”

The black bear, who had just begun to feel hopeful, now saw the four wolves turning on him and was filled with terror.

This time, he was truly going to die!

After his muttered curse, Xiao Yi dashed forward in a sudden sprint.

Four wolves—he could barely handle. If the bear died, six wolves would attack him together—he’d be in real trouble.

Even if he drove them off then, he’d be covered in wounds.

That wasn’t what Xiao Yi wanted. So the bear couldn’t die—not yet, not until the wolves ran off.

Though Xiao Yi’s initial speed was fast, the wolves had started first; even with his speed, he fell three steps behind.

As for the black bear, seeing Xiao Yi come to his aid, he felt an unexpected surge of emotion.

He strained every ounce of strength to break free from the two wolves blocking him—if he could break through the encirclement and reach Xiao Yi, he still had a chance to survive.

But he’d underestimated the wolves’ speed—just as he was about to shake off the two wolves, the four were already upon him.

The Wolf King leapt directly for his throat.

“Roar!”

The black bear was already severely wounded; normally, he could have dodged this attack.

But now, battered and exhausted, his reflexes couldn’t match his peak—yet he was still fierce.

He roared and lunged at the Wolf King in return—a move of mutual destruction—he’d die, but take the wolf with him.

At that moment, Xiao Yi arrived, swinging his stick to smash into one of the gray wolves.

He saw the bear’s resolve—whether or not the bear could kill the Wolf King, even a heavy wound would help.

If he could cripple one gray wolf now, even if the bear died, only four wolves would remain to attack him.

After their earlier fight, Xiao Yi still had confidence he could handle four wolves while minimizing his own injuries.

…

“Roar! Roar!”

At that moment, a sudden bear roar froze every creature in the wilderness.

Even the Wolf King abandoned his killing strike on the black bear, leaping aside to dodge the bear’s bite.

The other wolves also broke off their attack, circling warily around the Wolf King.

Xiao Yi’s face turned dark—he recognized the roar and that damned smell.

Then, from deep within the coniferous forest, a larger, more formidable black bear roared as it charged out.

The wounded bear, seeing this new arrival, immediately roared back in response.

His cry sounded wounded—but mostly excited—his reinforcements had come: his treacherous older brother.