Legendary Beastmaster Zhang Deshuai

The wolf king looked at Zhang Deshuai with contempt, then slowly raised his head and looked at the scarlet moon hanging high in the night sky. It seemed that its eyes were deeply attracted by the scarlet moon and it stared at it motionlessly.

As time went by while gazing at the moon, the body of the Wolf King began to undergo strange changes. Its hair began to tremble slightly, and each strand seemed to be full of strength. Then, the silver-white hair began to grow longer, dancing like silver threads blown by the wind. The body of the Wolf King began to swell, and its bones made a creaking sound, as if it was undergoing reorganization and expansion.

Its limbs gradually became strong and powerful, and its claws continued to lengthen, flashing a chilling light. The wolf king beast's mouth slowly opened, and its huge wolf fangs became even more ferocious and terrifying. Its head began to deform, its ears elongated and became sharp, and its eyes flashed with a strange light. The originally indifferent eyes were now full of wildness and madness.

The Wolf King's body twisted further, its back arched high, and a powerful force surged in its body. Its howl became louder and longer, as if announcing its change to the whole world. As the howl continued, the Wolf King's body finally completed its transformation into a werewolf.

At this moment, it was huge and mighty, standing like a small hill. Its werewolf form exuded an unparalleled sense of oppression, and every movement was full of wild power. Its muscles were clearly defined, as if it contained endless explosive power. Its long hair fluttered in the moonlight, making it look like a terrifying monster from ancient mythology. The air around it seemed to become heavy because of its changes, making people feel as if they were in a world full of danger and mystery, and personally experiencing the shocking transformation of the Wolf King.

The silver werewolf stood quietly under the scarlet moonlight, like a demon from hell. Its huge body looked particularly majestic and cold against the moonlight.

The powerful aura it exudes seems to be able to crush everything around it. The aura is like a surging wave, impacting the surrounding space wave after wave, making the air seem to tremble. Every muscle in the silver werewolf contains infinite power, and the smooth lines show its extreme explosive power. Its eyes are cold and sharp, as if it can see through everything, and the domineering aura of indifference to the common people is suffocating.

Zhang Deshuai looked at the transformed silver werewolf in horror, and the shock in his heart was beyond words. He could clearly feel the incomparable sense of oppression emanating from the silver werewolf, which made his breathing become rapid. Zhang Deshuai swallowed hard, and a strong sense of uneasiness surged in his heart.

Then, before Zhang Deshuai could react, he felt a flash before his eyes, and a silver phantom instantly rushed in front of him. Then, an irresistible force came, and Zhang Deshuai had no time to make any defensive moves, and was blown away like a fallen leaf. This powerful blow contained unimaginable power, and it sent Zhang Deshuai flying a hundred meters away like a cannonball, and hit him hard against the stone wall next to him.

The huge impact caused cracks to appear on the stone wall. Zhang Deshuai felt as if his internal organs had shifted. Fortunately, he activated the magic shield in time, otherwise he would have been seriously injured or even lost his life. Zhang Deshuai was secretly amazed. The speed of this silver werewolf was so fast that his eyes could not keep up with its movements. In just a moment, he had suffered such a heavy blow.

After knocking Zhang Deshuai away, the silver werewolf did not immediately pursue him, but stood still, slightly looking up, as if enjoying the pleasure of the battle. Its powerful momentum eclipsed everything around it, as if the whole world was under its control. Zhang Deshuai knew that he was facing an extremely powerful opponent and that this battle would be extremely difficult. But he did not retreat, and instead a stronger fighting spirit ignited in his eyes, ready to meet the next attack from the silver werewolf.

After knocking Zhang Deshuai away, the silver werewolf stood firmly in the center of the battlefield. Its tall and mighty figure cast a long shadow in the moonlight, like an unshakable giant tower. The aura emanating from its body became stronger and stronger, raging in the air like a storm.

It raised its head and looked at Zhang Deshuai in the distance with an absolutely arrogant attitude. There was no emotion in its eyes, only endless indifference and contempt. It seemed to tell Zhang Deshuai in this way how small and insignificant he was in front of it.

Every hair on the silver werewolf's body gleamed with cold silver light, its muscles were clearly defined and full of strength, and every subtle movement was full of natural dominance. It just stood there quietly, but gave people a feeling as if it could suppress the entire world.

The bloody atmosphere and the messy scene on the battlefield seemed to serve as a foil to its kingly demeanor. It seemed to be indifferent to everything around it, and in its eyes there was only Zhang Deshuai, the opponent it easily knocked away. That kind of indifference was a kind of confidence and arrogance that came from absolute power, and it was a ruthless mockery of all the tiny creatures that dared to challenge its authority.

Zhang Deshuai struggled to get up from a distance, looking at the silver werewolf who was like a king, with shock in his heart, but also with an unyielding fighting spirit. He knew very well what kind of powerful enemy he was facing, but he would never give in easily. He would look for opportunities to fight back under this powerful indifference and prove his worth. The silver werewolf still stood motionless, and the indifferent eyes never left Zhang Deshuai, as if waiting for him to rush up again and give him a heavier blow.

When seeing Zhang Deshuai injured, Qilin roared angrily to the sky, the flames on his body burning fiercely, and rushed towards the silver werewolf like a burning meteor with endless anger. However, facing this fierce attack, the silver werewolf only raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a disdainful sneer.

The silver werewolf suddenly flashed, extremely fast, and disappeared in an instant like a ghost. Only its silver afterimage was left standing steadily in the middle of the field, as if mocking Qilin's overestimation of its own capabilities. Qilin's attack landed heavily on the afterimage, and it realized that something was wrong, but it was too late.

Almost at the same moment, the silver werewolf appeared beside Qilin and attacked at an unimaginable speed. Its fist as big as a clay pot was wrapped with terrifying power and hit Qilin like lightning. Qilin only felt an unbearable stinging pain in his body, and the power seemed to tear his body apart.

The next moment, the huge body of the Qilin was blown away like a cannonball. Along the way, the Qilin howled in pain, smoke filled the air, rocks flew everywhere, and the place was in a mess. All this happened in the blink of an eye. The powerful fighting power and superb speed displayed by the silver werewolf were astonishing.

Its movements were smooth and without any unnecessary movements. Each attack was just right and powerful. Its speed was so fast that it was impossible to catch its figure. One could only see a silver phantom moving freely on the battlefield. It was as if it was the master of this world. Anyone who dared to challenge it would be ruthlessly crushed. Whether it was strength, speed or fighting skills, the silver werewolf had reached a height that was beyond the reach of others, making people deeply feel its incomparable power.