History

In front of Fang Yuan was a living, breathing Sword Toothed Tiger.

It was larger than the average tiger and had two fangs as sharp as swords. It was the undisputed king of the predators.

However, as the Sword Toothed Tiger glared at Fang Yuan, it hesitated for a while before feeling a little fearful.

Although it had eaten many humans before, it still felt a sense of danger from Fang Yuan.

"This is timely…

Fang Yuan wielded the short sword by his waist. "I'll test this new body… Hey, pussycat! You'll only have one try!"

"Roar! Roar!"

Although it could not understand human language, Fang Yuan's posture had agitated it. With a roar, it leapt forward. Any strong villager would still feel extreme fear facing this beast.

"You're ultimately still a beast!"

Fang Yuan twisted his body to one side and lunged his sword out.

"Ping!"