When Zhao Hai saw the giant wolf that was at least twice the size of an ordinary Wolf, he knew that he had met the real one. This giant wolf was not the wolf King, but its general.
Zhao Hai could already feel that the ranks of these wolves were very strict. The first ones to charge were the lowest rank and the weakest. The later they appeared, the stronger they were. This giant wolf was obviously not to be trifled with.
With a thought, the Golden men surrounded him protectively. With a loud roar, Zhao Hai swung his hammer at the giant wolf. Although the giant wolf was huge, it was extremely agile. It dodged the Hammer's attack and pounced on Zhao Hai. Its mouth was wide open, and its target was Zhao Hai's neck.
Zhao Hai swung his other hammer at the wolf. The wolf stopped in mid-air for a moment, then reached out its paw and slapped Zhao Hai's hammer.
Zhao Hai felt the hammer shake, and then it was smacked to the side. The giant wolf continued to attack Zhao Hai.