Fang Qing felt the wind stirred by the tiger's paw coming towards her, and was startled, swiftly dodging out of the way.
The fierce tiger missed its pounce once again, letting out an even angrier roar, its eyes filled with rage.
Though Fang Qing appeared calm as she dodged several times, she was actually facing such a crisis for the first time and had been using all her strength right from the start, never underestimating the tiger.
She was now drenched in sweat, her clothes soaked through, and her hand gripping the knife was trembling slightly.
This time, the tiger did not continue its attack. The distance between the person and the tiger was far, as they faced each other warily, both searching for an opening.
Fang Qing's few dodges made the players watching on the scene stand up involuntarily.
Could it be that today they would witness another person kill the fierce tiger?
Yet Fang Qing was not so optimistic; kill the tiger?
