As he was thinking, the Corpse Dog launched another attack.
Although Wang Qiang once again managed to block its strike as usual, it was obvious that his exhausted body looked like it was at its limit. Under the heavy blow from the beast, he staggered back a step.
Tang Xiaoquan saw this entirely and was instantly shocked to shout:
"Qiang!"
Perhaps also due to exhaustion, Wang Qiang responded a little impatiently without turning his head, "What are you doing?"
"You..." just as Tang Xiaoquan was about to say sothing, he suddenly stopped, as if he had thought of sothing. His eyes suddenly lit up, and he imdiately stood on the wall, shouting anxiously, "Retreat! Retreat! Qiang, Chao, retreat!"
The young man's anxious and flustered appearance undoubtedly sent a wave of bewildernt among the survivors. No one knew what he intended to do.
Just as everyone was guessing what dicine Tang Xiaoquan was selling in his gourd, his subsequent words imdiately answered everyone's doubts.
"We can do it this way, and then... kill it!"
Almost instinctively glancing at each other, Wu Chao and Wang Qiang both saw a hint of hesitation in each other's eyes.
There was no denying that Tang Xiaoquan's suggestion was quite bold, or to be more precise, perhaps the word adventurous would be more fitting.
Because although this proposal was indeed a shortcut to killing the Corpse Dog, the success rate and danger level were sowhat...
Into the tiger's den, catch the tiger cub! Considering his stamina and current situation, Wang Qiang furrowed his brows decisively, stepped back a few steps, and shouted boldly, "Chao! Let's do it!"
With that, Wang Qiang withdrew his spear, almost exposing his body entirely within the attack range of the Corpse Dog.
However, he seed not to be satisfied with that, so after Wu Chao retreated and settled down, he provocatively began to pat his chest:
"Hey, you dog bastard! Didn't you want to bite Tang Ye, huh? Co on! Look at your useless Fei Li self, this ti Tang Ye won't stop you! If you dare, co and bite here!"
Wang Qiang's furious shout seed like a catalyst soaked with potion, causing the Corpse Dog crouched on the ground to lower its back even more, a series of cold growls erged from its clenched teeth, clearly showing that its patience had been exhausted to the limit by continuous failures.
Watching his brother's nearly defenseless baiting strategy, Tang Xiaoquan's heart was tightly gripped.
He started feeling a bit regretful for his earlier impulsiveness; if possible, he would even wish to retract his suggestion.
But there was no other way, as his so-called "bad idea" carried too much risk, to the extent that even he, the proposer, was unsure whether it could truly succeed.
Yes, Tang Xiaoquan's suggestion indeed carried too much risk because to successfully accomplish it, three preconditions must be t: First, a precise and infallible timing; second, a precisely appropriate position to kill the enemy; third, the extent of the Corpse Dog's cooperation.
And what Wang Qiang was currently doing was to achieve the third factor: lure the Corpse Dog to "cooperate" in their "sure kill" operation.
Sure enough, driven by its bloodthirsty nature, the Corpse Dog instinctively set its sights on the large prey continually taunting it and barely defending itself.
This ti, it seed fully prepared, charging at a speed that could only be described as "swift as lightning, rapid as thunder."
Wang Qiang felt an unprecedented threat of death; more than once, he wanted to lower his spear, his big hands involuntarily shook uncontrollably, but he ultimately repressed this impulse because he understood that if he withdrew now, it would prematurely end the hunt. And his defenseless self might truly die in the fangs of the creature!!
Everything depends on you now, Wu Chao!! Silently praying in his heart, Wang Qiang pinned all hope for survival on Wu Chao at his side.
At that mont, you could imagine the pressure on Wu Chao. Although he didn't have to bear the pressure of being the bait, the trust placed upon him by his brother weighed even more than gold.
What defines a brother? Thousands may have thousands of interpretations, but undoubtedly, only those who have truly faced death and dared to entrust their lives at that pivotal mont to soone beside them can understand.
It's an absolute trust, a life entrusted, and currently Wu Chao and Wang Qiang are unquestionably embodying this priceless bond through their actions.
Gaze intensely focused on the motion path of the Corpse Dog, Wu Chao knew he had only one chance either to hit the target and achieve the goal; or fail... leading to Wang Qiang's tragic death.
Nevet before had his mind been so concentrated was Wu Chao aware that even the smallest sweat gland in his body was sensing the flow of air around him with utmost effort.
The Corpse Dog's charge was swift It seed confident of success this ti that even its previously defensive high head was lowered for increased speed.
50CM, 30CM, 20CM, like fras of motion one after another passed through his mind, Wu Chao tily raised the club in his hand. This ti, his action wasn't to swing but to smash!
Eventually, at less than 10 centiters away from Wang Qiang, the Corpse Dog let out an excited howl, believing the prey before it, like a lamb on the chopping board, had nowhere to fly.
You can imagine the beast's excitent; after dozens of failures it finally saw a chance to tackle a prey and savor the victory's fruit.
Yet, its archaic canine brain could never dream that right when it thought itself about to succeed a silent web of counterattack, woven by the survivors, was already cast over its head.
"Move!" Soone shouted loudly outside, the sound was earth-shattering.
However, this shout had no impact on Wu Chao since he was wholly imrsed in the current action.
With even breathing and stable breaths, Wu Chao remaining calm looked like a clay figure, if not for the ostentatiously large round eyes, one might think he was asleep.
But calmness doesn't signify peace, in fact, at this mont Wu Chao's heart was burning like raging fire.
He was amassing power, all repression only for the subsequent explosive shot!
Finally, when the beast's mouth encroached again upon Wang Qiang's chest at a distance of 5 cm, Wu Chao moved, his long-awaited opportunity had arrived!
The stainless steel ball flew down from atop his head under the sun's reflection, accompanied by a glaring cold light and the roar of the "blaze" bursting forth.
Timing! Position! Wu Chao hit with precise concentration, perfectly handling all the actions' essential factors needed for success alongside Wang Qiang, therefore...
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