Chapter 40: Garb Wolves
As the sound of wolves howling rang out once more, Li Lang was forced to make a decision. He could either engage his targets in the dark of night now or wait until morning.
I should be able to handle them…That’s why I chose this task in the first place.
Garb Wolves were typically low-level Qi beasts. They were weak enough that even those without any cultivation could defeat them if they were properly equipped. However, that was only in a one-on-one scenario, and wolves never fought alone.
Their numbers and shrewdness gave most normal folks a run for their money, which was why a request was sent out to the Spirit Grove.
Concentrating his Qi into his eyes, Li Lang swiftly tidied up his camping grounds and began to head off toward the sound of the wolves. The Qi not only allowed him to see better at a distance, it enabled him to operate in the dark as well.
Having practiced the control of his Qi for months, Li Lang was no longer the same person he had been when he encountered those thugs in Xiang Yang. His ability to manipulate the flow of his internal energy had greatly increased, allowing him to seamlessly direct his Qi into his legs when he ran, or to his fists when punched, without any delay at all.
As Li Lang raced across the woodland, he soon heard several growls in the distance. He adjusted his course and was soon able to spot two dozen wolves chasing a pair of elks.
The scene gave him pause as he readjusted the image of his opponent. It was his first time seeing this species of wolves, and he was already on full alert simply due to the fact that these Garb Wolves were a full size larger than what he expected.
Once he composed himself, he pushed aside all idle thoughts and charged from the side of the pack.
One of the wolves instantly spotted him and howled to alert his pack to the newcomer. Half a dozen wolves quickly split off to deal with Li Lang.
The six oversized wolves soon collided against the lone unarmed boy. Just before impact, Li Lang suddenly picked up speed and jumped up to unleash his only offensive martial arts, the Skysoar Kick. His small figure sailed through the air before it connected precisely with the leading wolf.
It all happened so suddenly that the remaining five wolves couldn’t even react and ran past their target. When they turned around, they found their prey standing above their companion, unleashing several more kicks toward their collapsed ally.