Chapter 1268: You Have Bad Breath

Ethan Smith's body was instantly sent flying away!

"Ethan Smith!" Scott Elliott's face turned extremely ugly.

Ethan's body smashed through countless trees, stirring up dust.

Scott gritted his teeth and hurried toward the direction Ethan was thrown.

As an experienced hunter, he knew the tremendous power of the Spirit Monarch Lion's strike. Several hunters had died under its massive palm!

"Ethan Smith!" Scott yelled while running, his expression panic-stricken.

Ethan was his responsibility, and he would be blamed if something went wrong.

"It's over, this kid didn't even bring any protective gear. It's most likely going to be bad news," muttered Scott to himself in a low voice.

At this moment, Ethan stood up from a pile of crushed trees.

He rubbed his neck and muttered to himself, "Damn, that beast has quite some strength."

Scott hurriedly ran up to Ethan and asked anxiously, "How do you feel?"