The Icefield Wolf closest to him had long been unable to contain its eagerness, its head with a gaping bloody mouth attempting to tear Zong Shen apart.
It had a thick coat of silvery-white fur
Zong Shen wielded the Nail-Head Hammer, remarkably displaying an even fiercer stance than the Icefield Wolf!
He smashed the head of the Nail-Head Hammer down onto the Icefield Wolf's skull.
It's true what they say about wolves having heads of copper and bones of iron but waists of tofu.
Its skull was indeed hard, yet it was still shattered by Zong Shen's single strike, with fragments piercing through its own fur.
With just a single blow, Zong Shen inflicted over 180 points of damage on the Icefield Wolf.
After a fluid series of three strikes, this Icefield Wolf lost all signs of life.
The other Icefield Wolves seized the opportunity to pounce and bite, with one viciously clamping onto Zong Shen's shoulder.
Sharp canine teeth scraped with a harsh sound against the dark red Battle Armor.
