After calming down, Cong Yang began to analyze the strength of both parties. The opponent was a rare pure brown wolf, almost twice the size of the one he had seen in the zoo. However, it was injured. There was a bloody wound on its body. It seemed that it had been severely injured by some weapon not long ago. It had probably been following him all the way. Because it did not know the situation of its prey, the cunning wolf did not rashly attack, but hunger drove it to follow him all the way. He couldn't run! He absolutely couldn't run! In the open field, humans could never outrun wolves. As he analyzed the pros and cons, Cong Yang's meticulous thinking began to take effect.
The wolf had just survived the cold winter. It was emaciated and seriously injured. Although it had become smaller, its body was not damaged. In terms of physical condition, Cong Yang had the advantage.
The brown wolf had sharp teeth and claws, while Cong Yang was unarmed. He only had tattered clothes and a wooden stick in his right hand. The wolf won. Wolves had a wealth of hunting experience, and he also liked sports very much. He had also practiced mixed martial arts and usually helped his friends fight. The two sides were considered to be tied.
After some calculations, Cong Yang felt that both sides had a 50 - 50 chance of winning. However, the wisdom of humans would help him achieve the final victory. Wisdom was the most powerful weapon of humans! No matter how smart wolves were, they were still animals. When humans were thinking, wolves were also thinking. The tactic of wolves was to follow their prey closely, slowly oppress them, and chase them with all their might. Only then would their prey lose its last bit of strength in the process of fleeing in fear, and then use its sharp teeth to give the prey a final fatal blow. Seeing that its prey had become alert, the black wolf took a few steps forward in an attempt to exert more pressure. Wolves were cunning! "Since we can't run, we can only fight with all our might. Let's see who the real beast is! Cong Yang bit his lips and growled.
The location of the duel was crucial. If he wanted to restrain Evil Wolf, he had to choose a place that was advantageous to him. If there was nothing advantageous to him, he had to find a place that was disadvantageous to both sides to offset the opponent's advantage. The muddy ground by the river was the best choice for now. It was inconvenient for humans to move, and it was even more inconvenient for furry animals to move. It could completely limit the speed of the wolves. Moreover, he had the advantage of height in the water. Looking at the deepest part of the river that was about 1.5 meters, Cong Yang had an answer in his heart.
There was also a weapon. There was definitely no knife. There were no large stones by the river either. That was purely a joke. The hard wooden stick in his hand became his only weapon. However, it would definitely be a close combat later. As the saying went, an inch shorter, an inch more dangerous.
" Kacha!" He decisively broke the wooden stick. Only a two-foot-long section remained in his hand, revealing a relatively sharp wooden fork. He took off all his clothes." What if I'm exposed? Go f * ck yourself. You're about to lose your life. What face do you still have? Cong Yang shouted angrily. He wrapped all the rags on his clothes around his right arm and tied a tight knot. This was Cong Yang's plan. He would use his left arm to attract the wolf's attack, then he could protect his throat and other vital parts. Then, he would use the wooden stick in his right hand to attack the wolf's injured position. The rest would depend on who was lucky. Looking at the brown wolf not far away, Cong Yang slowly retreated to the water's edge.
"Come, life or death, today…
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