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A dying beast is the most terrifying.

However, in the face of even greater power, it's nothing more than a ridiculous display of Claws and Sharp Teeth.

How could Lin Tianwei possibly fear the Sword Lion's dying struggle?

With his wounds gradually healing, he had almost recovered to his peak fighting strength.

With a flexible dodge, he evaded the Sword Lion's counterattack.

Once, twice, and again.

The Sword Lion's terrifying attacks made no waves in front of Lin Tianwei.

It was like a toddler, just learning to walk, baring its Claws and Sharp Teeth before an adult—pathetic and laughable.

On the contrary, Lin Tianwei's attacks, every time he struck, made the Sword Lion stumble.

Its whole body trembled, almost causing it to fall.

But the Sword Lion knew it couldn't fall.

Once it fell, it would never have a chance to stand up again.

Releasing all its power, it forcibly pulled its body back.

He shook his head slightly.

Looking at the Sword Lion, struggling madly, wanting to survive this gladiatorial fight.

Lin Tianwei's heart was filled with emotion.

What was the Sword Lion's fault?

It just wanted to live!

Unfortunately, as a test subject of the Ismail Institute, it was not in control of its own fate.

And without his powerful strength, it was destined to be at the mercy of others.

Perhaps meeting him was its luck, bringing an end to its meaningless life.

The only thing Lin Tianwei could do was give it a quick death!

This was his final act of mercy!

Using all four limbs, Lin Tianwei began to run quickly.

If a direct attack wasn't enough to finish off the Sword Lion, then he would add a running start and a flying pounce.

The accumulated power suddenly erupted.

He charged irresistibly towards the Sword Lion, striking it fiercely on its back.

Crack, crack... it was the sound of bones breaking.

Even the Sword Lion's bones, stronger than those of ordinary mutated creatures, couldn't withstand it.

They began to shatter inch by inch.

The sturdy concrete ground was like tofu, directly pierced by the Sword Lion's body.

This blow was terrifying!

The Sword Lion's body began to twitch continuously.

Internal organs mixed with blood, like raindrops, fell from the wound in its abdomen.

Finally, it collapsed straight to one side.

This time, it had no chance of getting up again.

Perhaps it was a final burst of energy before death, the Sword Lion stared intently at Lin Tianwei, who had defeated it.

There was no resentment, no anger, only relief.

Finally, it closed its eyes and completely collapsed.

It fell under Lin Tianwei's three-pronged attack.

“Ding, congratulations to the host for killing a new target.”

“Ding, Talent extraction successful. The host has acquired the Talent: Sharp Teeth (Beginner), Claws (Normal).”

“Ding, please confirm whether the host wishes to use this Talent.”

“Sharp Teeth (Beginner): Beginner Talent, Reinforcement of the host's teeth. Missing teeth will have the ability to regenerate.”

“Claws (Normal): Normal-grade Talent, Reinforcement of the host's Claws. After the Claws wear down, they will have the ability to regenerate.”

With several digital prompts, the Sword Lion was officially declared dead.

The victor of this battle was the more powerful Lin Tianwei!

Without hesitation, Lin Tianwei began to devour this rare food.

Extensive use of Ultrasonic Wave, coupled with the recovery of his own injuries.

And this intensely fierce battle.

Lin Tianwei's internal energy was already running low, and he urgently needed food to replenish it.

Just as Lin Tianwei was enjoying the food he had painstakingly hunted, the live stream chat exploded.

: “He really won? This Siberian Tiger really won?”

“The Sword Lion, with such a huge advantage, was actually overturned. It's unbelievable!”

“The West District hasn't seen such a powerful mutated creature in a long time.”

“Perhaps, we can have a little more fun.”

: “With such strength, Hellas's death was not in vain.”

“I knew there couldn't be any shady dealings at Ismail.”

“It's just that we all underestimated the strength of this Siberian Tiger.”

: “Indeed.”

“Compared to Hellas's previous inexplicable death, this clash of blood and flesh felt more real.”

“Although the Sword Lion lost, it can't be blamed.”

“It had poured all its strength into it.”

“It's just that this Siberian Tiger was too strong, too strong for it to contend with.”

: “I'm already looking forward to this Siberian Tiger's next battle.”

“Followed! Next time he fights, I'll receive an early notification.”

“I really wonder what immense power is hidden within this seemingly ordinary body of the Siberian Tiger.”

: “You might be a bit too optimistic.”

“Although this Siberian Tiger is very strong, he also suffered fatal injuries.”

“To survive would already be considered lucky, let alone to be able to fight again.”

“The next battle might be when he faces death.”

: “What does his death or survival have to do with us?”

“As long as he dies beautifully enough, it can be considered a reflection of his value as a tiger.”

“It's best to arrange his battle quickly.”

“While he's still alive, he can bring us another bloody feast!”

... Unaware of the idle chatter in the live stream, Lin Tianwei's meal also came to an end.

Perhaps he was just too hungry.

He ate until he couldn't move, only then choosing to stop eating.

This food would be digested, turning into nutrients for all of Lin Tianwei's cells.

It also made him even stronger.

Unfortunately, Lin Tianwei didn't have a digestive Talent, which prevented him from fully consuming the Sword Lion's flesh and blood.

He could only benefit some unknown lucky recipient.

Once he finished eating, it was time to follow the routine.

As expected, Lin Tianwei was once again knocked out by a tranquilizer dart.

After multiple performances, Lin Tianwei was also familiar with the process, easily “fainting” away.

Allowing a team of security guards to carry him back.

Carried back to the iron cage that couldn't contain him at all.

Hector was one of the security guards.

He looked at the plump Lin Tianwei, and said with great emotion:

“It seems this time, I finally made the right choice.”

“Although the odds weren't too high, it was enough for me to make a fortune.”

“Siberian Tiger, oh Siberian Tiger, I hope you can continue your winning streak.”

“And also make my wallet full.”

At this point, Hector looked at the wound on Lin Tianwei's chest.

As an observer of the battle, he naturally knew that Lin Tianwei had a chest injury.

After a moment of hesitation, he pulled out some special medicine from his pocket.

He quickly applied it to Lin Tianwei's wound.

Although this behavior wasn't explicitly forbidden, most people wouldn't do it.

Hector even took out a few pills and placed them into Lin Tianwei's mouth.

As expected, Hector was stopped by a nearby security guard, who said:

“Hector, don't do anything unnecessary!”

Seeing that he had been discovered, Hector said sheepishly: “Isn't it because I won some mane, and I'm happy?”

“It's just the most ordinary medicine, it won't cost much mane in total.”

“Whether he can survive still depends on his own fortune.”

“Consider it his reward for helping me earn money.”