Chapter 3666 — A Formidable Foe
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Yet a moment later, this seemingly safer and wiser notion was snuffed out by his own reason.
This was different from the giant python he had encountered earlier. That python's strength had likely been no less than this leopard's, but its prey had been the black ape, and it had harbored no designs on Wei Zhao—so he had been able to withdraw unscathed at his leisure.
In truth, even if that python had turned on him right then, Wei Zhao would still have been confident of escape. With the Gale and Lightning Boots and the Butterfly Microstep, he had ample assurance in the matter of speed—enough not to lose to that python.
But this giant mountain leopard before him was another matter. Even a fool could see that its speed would be far greater than the python's. In dense jungle like this especially, one would not be far wrong to call it the sovereign of speed.
So even with the Gale and Lightning Boots and the Butterfly Microstep boosting him, Wei Zhao still dared not race it.
For one thing, he might not be faster than the giant mountain leopard; for another, the downpour outside suppressed his visibility and perception to the barest minimum. He might blunder into another powerful spirit beast's territory—and if a second troublesome monster showed up, his prospects today would be truly grim.
Compared with fleeing, turning to fight right now looked foolish beyond measure, yet it was in fact the more reliable choice.
True, this was the other's home ground. True, this was a trap set by the other, with no way around it.
Most of the time, a huge and powerful beast body conferred an enormous edge, but at certain times and in certain places, it was a decided disadvantage.
Perhaps this giant mountain leopard was swift outside, even nimble—but inside this tree hollow, Wei Zhao would wager it was nothing like as nimble as it imagined itself to be.
Between masters, a single tiny flaw often decides victory. This advantage might not be enough to put the giant mountain leopard to death outright, but one thing was beyond doubt: it gave Wei Zhao considerable room to work.
It had been a long time since he had felt this sensation of death at any moment. In those cold, blood-red eyes he could see boundless danger—and yet Wei Zhao was ready to gamble.
Rrraaagh—!
The giant mountain leopard lunged. The game of slaughter had begun.
Inside this cramped hollow, especially on a stormy day like this, the slightest movement from the giant mountain leopard sent its overpowering reek of blood rushing at one's face, thick enough to choke the breath from a man.
This creature—even its stench could kill!
Wei Zhao's heart tightened. Before he could make any move, the other's lethal claws, trailing a hideous cold gleam, had already slid silently to his chest.