Chapter 7: Head-On Collision

"Big guy..." Qiqi murmured subconsciously, then pouted her lips, tears the size of beans streaming down.

Field saw this, squatting down and gently rubbing her small head, casually scratching her cat ears, feeling satisfied.

"Now is not the time to cry."

"Get behind me." With that, he stepped past Qiqi and strode towards the front, looking at the Lycan swaying as it climbed up from the ground, a slight curve appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"This guy should fetch a good price, right?"

The caravan was in chaos.

Because Field had just rushed out, kicking the carriage's plank with one foot, causing the carriage to overturn, and some magic potions to shatter.

At the critical moment when the front carriage flipped, the rear carriage had no choice but to brake abruptly, almost flipping over as well.

But the wooden carriage wheels couldn't withstand the enormous centrifugal force and broke.

Now they had nowhere to run.

Who knows if this guy did it intentionally?

Anyway, Geov was almost exploding with anger.

But when he saw Field slam into the Lycan, curses got stuck in his throat, his eyes filled with disbelief.

This guy... could actually match strength with a Lycan?!

And he even won?!

No... it couldn't be considered a win, since the Lycan wasn't fully prepared just now and was airborne.

But there was no denying Field's strength, it was definitely above his!

This kid... wasn't a newcomer?

Or perhaps a very strong newcomer?

No matter what he thought, the battle had begun.

Field pulled out the heavy hammer from behind.

The heavy hammer's long handle was about one meter and eight centimeters long, and the hexagonal hammer head was nearly as wide, looking substantial, but when held by Field, it seemed somewhat petite.

And this kid was holding the heavy hammer single-handedly, making people wonder why the handle was so long. Wasn't it supposed to be a two-handed hammer?

He strode towards the Lycan, twisting his neck at the same time, emitting a sound of bones colliding.

The Lycan also showed a ferocious smile on its face. Whether it was due to its body structure or not, it looked ugly anyway, and Field couldn't appreciate it.

"Roar!!!"

With a roar, the Lycan turned into a black shadow, maneuvering left and right at a speed almost too fast for the naked eye to catch, clearly trying to confuse Field.

As long as he missed his shot, he would face the Lycan's dagger-like claws!

Unfortunately, under the old man's training, coupled with his physical talent, Field's reaction speed far exceeded that of ordinary people.

He stood still as if he had been stunned, but his eyes were spinning rapidly, always following the Lycan's locked figure.

When the Lycan reached his side and launched a pounce attack.

Field hardly hesitated, his huge body surprisingly agile. With a turn of his waist, the veins on his hand surged, and the heavy hammer pushed through the air with a roar, heading straight for the Lycan's head.

"Clang!!!" With a loud bang, accompanied by a huge spark, the Lycan was once again sent flying backward.

But this time was different, this time it was the Lycan flying back on its own, and Field's hammer didn't hit solidly.

Looking at the five white marks on the hammer head, Field curled his lips.

Indeed, not easy to deal with.

At the moment of collision just now, the Lycan reacted extremely quickly, slapping Field's hammer head with its paw, engaging in an instant power struggle with him.

The result was obvious—he won, but not by much.

After a slap from the Lycan, it directly stepped on the large hammer head and flew backward, causing little damage to the Lycan.

The Lycan looked at its slightly trembling paw, appearing somewhat astonished.

This human's strength was actually stronger than its own.

But soon, it showed a ferocious expression again, roaring once more as it lunged towards Field.

This time, it wasn't playing tricks. It came straight at Field, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of him, its claws crossing.

Field blocked with his hammer, and another clang rang out, sparks flying.

The hardness of the Lycan's claws was even stronger than steel!

But the heavy hammer in Field's hand was obviously not made of ordinary steel, as it only had a few more white marks.

Field didn't retreat, and neither did the Lycan.

A two-meter-tall strong man and a three-meter-tall Lycan stood facing each other like this, engaging in a fierce clash!

The heavy hammer in Field's hand swung loudly, accompanied by a raging wind.

The Lycan's claws also emitted a cold light, slashing through the air with a sharp whistle.

Every collision produced sparks, illuminating the faces of the man and the Lycan.

One smiled ferociously, the other grinned savagely!

In the blink of an eye, dozens of collisions occurred. The Lycan's body began to sway because Field's hammer's strength was too terrifying for its claws to withstand. It could only passively change its body posture to dissipate the force.

But Field was also not feeling well. Gashes appeared on his vest, and his chest, shoulders, and arms began to show signs of injury, with long claw marks and blood oozing out.

Although the Lycan's claws weren't as strong as his, they were extremely sharp, and its speed was faster than his hammer swings. If there were any gaps in his defense, he would end up with more claw marks.

If it weren't for him wielding the hammer single-handedly, using his other hand to deflect and block the claws, he would probably have twice as many wounds on his body.

It was fortunate that his physique far surpassed that of ordinary people; otherwise, he would have been torn to shreds by now.

But it was precisely because of this physique that Field chose to confront it head-on.

Because he could withstand many claws, but the Lycan couldn't withstand a direct blow from his hammer!

This was the difference between a sharp weapon and a blunt one!

As long as it didn't hit a vital spot, enduring a few more blows from a sharp weapon was fine; it would even provoke his ferocity.

But a blunt weapon, once it hit, even if it was just a limb, could greatly reduce the opponent's mobility!

After hundreds of collisions, blood had already dyed Field's upper body red, but his eyelids hadn't blinked once.

It wasn't that he could kill without blinking, but at this frequency of collision, blinking might give the opponent an opportunity!

The combat skills and qualities cultivated during his previous life as a mercenary who licked blood from his knife were deeply ingrained in his memory, unforgettable even in death!

A mere stray dog ​​standing up, what could you do to compete with me!

With a roar, Field endured the Lycan's claws on his chest, blood splattering, while at the same time, the heavy hammer in his hand swung from bottom to top like a heavy cannon, fiercely slamming into the Lycan's abdomen!

With this blow, the three-meter-tall Lycan directly turned into a shrimp-like shape, its eyes bulging out, and then the terrifying force lifted its feet off the ground, soaring into the sky.

Trading injury for kill, the skill that an excellent mercenary should possess!

It hurt a lot!

But it was also very effective!

At the moment the Lycan soared into the air, unless it could fly, it was already dead.

As the three-meter-tall Lycan soared several meters high, at the moment of descent, Field was already waiting for it at the landing spot.

Ignoring the deep claw wounds on his chest, Field clenched the heavy hammer in his hand.

As it fell, one blow!

The Lycan soared into the air again, accompanied by the crisp sound of bones cracking and Field's mad laughter.

One blow, another blow, and another. The Lycan was like a ball, constantly flying up and falling down.

Everyone stared dumbfounded at this scene, their gazes following the Lycan, sometimes up, sometimes down.

When the Lycan soared for the fifteenth time, its body was already like boneless, soft and limp.

Then came another blow, and the Lycan soared high again. Field, on the other hand, took a step forward with both feet, holding the hammer overhead.

Everyone looked at his back, seeing the muscles on his back grimacing together, like the face of a demon.

As the Lycan fell to his chest level, just before it touched the ground.

The heavy hammer came crashing down!

"Boom!!!" The ground trembled, and dust filled the air.

Everyone's hearts trembled violently too.

Gradually, the dust settled.

Qiqi sat on the ground, staring blankly at the sturdy figure gradually emerging from the dust.

He stood there, facing a large pit, with flesh and blood in the pit.

The bloodstained heavy hammer was planted in the ground, its head facing downwards.

He held the handle with one hand, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth at some point, taking a deep breath and slowly exhaling.

Then he turned his head, revealing a simple and honest smile on his bloodstained face.

"Taking a puff after holding back for so long, damn, it feels so good!"