Chapter 68: Fierce Beast Levels

Lu Yu stepped into the armory, his gaze landing directly on the second bow.

This bow was nearly as tall as he was; the bow body presented a deep, dark iron color with delicate textures, faintly shimmering with a cold luster under the dim light, and the taut bowstring radiated an aura of being ready to launch, making it clear at a glance that pulling it would require immense strength.

His gaze continued to shift to the right, fixing on the final bow.

This bow was nearly two meters long, pitch-black like ink from top to bottom, with the bow body and bowstring being of one uniform color, as if it had been cast from endless darkness, radiating a chilling, murderous aura.

"You can't use this bow yet." At this moment, a voice came from the doorway, and Lu Yu turned around to see Wang Liang walking in with a limp. "With your current strength at the Body Tempering Third Layer, it is still too early to think about pulling this 300-jin draw weight bow; that 200-jin draw weight one is just right for you."

"Mm." Lu Yu responded, his heart full of curiosity, and he pressed, "Wang Shu, what is the actual power of this 200-jin draw weight bow?"

Wang Liang narrowed his eyes slightly and spat out two words, concise and forceful: "Astonishing."

"Astonishing?" Lu Yu repeated, thinking to himself, I certainly know it must be extraordinary, but just how powerful is it?

Wang Liang seemed to see through his thoughts and asked, "I remember, when you first went out hunting, you encountered an Iron-Backed Black Bull, right?"

Lu Yu nodded quickly. Recalling that time, from several hundred meters away, he had felt the powerful pressure coming from that giant beast, that aura that seemed capable of crushing everything, which remained vivid in his mind even now.

Later, they encountered one again, and at that time, he was still holding the previous 100-jin draw weight bow, and he had even entertained the thought of giving it a try.

"If you had been holding this 200-jin draw weight bow back then, and hit its vital point within one hundred meters, you could have killed it on the spot."

"One, one arrow to kill it?" Lu Yu's eyes were full of shock and disbelief.

That Iron-Backed Black Bull was massive, like a small mountain, weighing at least several tons; could it really be taken down so easily with one arrow?

"That's right." Wang Liang stared intently into his eyes and said seriously, "The Iron-Backed Black Bull is considered a top-tier existence among Intermediate Fierce Beasts.

Its entire body is covered in hard scales, and its defensive power is about the same as a light tank; ordinary pistols cannot hurt it at all, and even an Assault Rifle would find it very difficult to kill it, and might even end up completely enraging it.

Do you know how fast it can reach when sprinting at full speed in a frenzy?"

"How fast?" Lu Yu asked subconsciously, an ominous premonition rising in his heart.

"35 meters per second." Wang Liang slowly spat out the words.

"35 meters per second!" Lu Yu felt a roar in his head.

What kind of concept was this? An ordinary person needs about 13 to 15 seconds for a 100-meter sprint, with a speed of only 6-7 meters per second, corresponding to an Agility attribute of 10 points.

And his current Agility attribute was only 32 points, with a speed of about 20 meters per second.

Yet the Iron-Backed Black Bull, which looked so clumsy, actually had a sprint speed of 35 meters per second, so much faster than him!

Thinking of this, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Lu Yu's back; it was fortunate he hadn't been impulsive back then, otherwise, with his speed, he wouldn't have been able to outrun this Fierce Beast, let alone his father and the others.

"Now do you understand why your father and the others have to take a detour when they see this thing?"

Wang Liang continued, "However, not all Intermediate Fierce Beasts have defensive power as exaggerated as the Iron-Backed Black Bull.

Generally speaking, measured by firearms, an Assault Rifle can solve most Intermediate Fierce Beasts; only those like the Iron-Backed Black Bull require a Sniper rifle or a large-caliber Machine Gun."

"Wang Shu, do you mean that the arrow shot from this 200-jin draw weight bow has power equivalent to a Sniper rifle?" Lu Yu's eyes lit up instantly.

"Just about."

Wang Liang slowly explained, "The range of a Sniper rifle is usually close to two kilometers, and it can cut a person in half from over a thousand meters away; within one hundred meters, the bullet can penetrate a three-centimeter-thick steel plate, and even a light tank cannot withstand that shot.

And this 200-jin draw weight bow can likewise pierce a three-centimeter-thick steel plate within one hundred meters, and within five hundred meters, its power can rival a military rifle."

Lu Yu looked toward the 200-jin draw weight bow on the wall, unable to help but sigh in his heart; had his strength grown to this extent without him even realizing it?

This was only the 200-jin draw weight bow; if he switched to that 300-jin draw weight bow later, wouldn't its power be even more astonishing?

"Don't get too happy too soon." Wang Liang's tone shifted, becoming serious, "I told you all this just so you would be clear about the power of this bow.

Its power is strong, but to kill an Iron-Backed Black Bull with one arrow, there are two conditions: first, it must be within one hundred meters, and second, you must hit a vital point; otherwise, it will only injure it and cause it to fall into a berserk state.

By then, at a distance of one hundred meters, it only needs about three seconds to reach you. Can you imagine what the consequences would be if several tons of impact force hit you?"

Lu Yu was startled, then shook his head with a bitter smile. Several tons of impact force—let alone a body of flesh and blood, even a large truck would be smashed to pieces.

Of course, if one could shoot another arrow within those two or three seconds, the probability of killing it would increase greatly, but in that kind of life-or-death moment, how many people could remain calm and shoot steadily?

"Wang Shu, hearing you say that, if one held a Sniper rifle or a large-caliber Machine Gun, wouldn't it be much easier—just hold down the trigger and spray, and you could turn it into a sieve?"

"Easily said." Wang Liang said calmly, "Have you ever thought that, let alone closing the distance to one hundred meters, even at two hundred meters, would the Iron-Backed Black Bull let you aim at it obediently?

Once you provoke its hostility, even we Martial Artists, if we don't carry enough firearms and ammunition, aren't necessarily able to outrun it, let alone those ordinary gun-wielders."

After hearing this, Lu Yu nodded thoughtfully. The power of modern firearms is indeed great, enough to kill Intermediate Fierce Beasts, but in actual operation, it is far more difficult than imagined.

"This is only an Intermediate Fierce Beast; if you encounter an Advanced Fierce Beast, it is even more troublesome." Wang Liang's eyes revealed deep apprehension, "Their defensive power is comparable to a heavy tank, and even using a large-caliber Machine Gun or hand grenades, it is very difficult to cause substantial damage to them. The most terrifying thing is their speed."

"Their speed?" Lu Yu pressed.

"Close to one hundred meters per second." Wang Liang said slowly.

"One hundred meters per second..." Lu Yu gasped; this speed was more than twice that of an Intermediate Fierce Beast, and the defensive power was elevated by several levels.

In front of such an Advanced Fierce Beast, let alone their own Zhai, even the largest power nearby, the Li Family Fort, would likely be unable to resist and might be destroyed in an instant.

Just at this moment, a terrifying thought flashed through Lu Yu's mind.

"Wang Shu, is it true that among Fierce Beasts, Advanced Fierce Beasts are not the most powerful?"

Wang Liang was silent for a moment, then nodded, "That's right; above Advanced Fierce Beasts, there are Elite-level, Commander-level, Beast King-level, and the strongest, the Beast Emperor-level."

"Beast Emperor-level?"

"Yes, the Beast Emperor-level is the most terrifying existence among Fierce Beasts."

"Even the weakest Beast Emperor-Grade Fierce Beast, with a casual strike, has power equivalent to a medium-range missile carrying several hundred kilograms of explosives, capable of easily destroying a street and wiping out tens of thousands of people."

"When exploding with full force, the power is at least equivalent to 400,000 tons of explosives detonating simultaneously, comparable to a nuclear bomb. Ten years ago, most of our cities were destroyed by them."

Lu Yu listened, dumbstruck, his heart gaining a deeper understanding of the dangers of this world.