112: Cheetah Fight

In the livestream room, the scene of Lu Fan facing off against the Cheetah had the Chinese audience's hearts in their throats, as if gripped tightly by an invisible hand.

The barrage comments rolled frantically like a surging tide, the screen filled with worry and concern for Lu Fan.

"Lu Fan, you must be careful! This Cheetah is too fierce!"

"Da Hei is injured too. I hope they both come out of this safe and sound."

At this moment, Zhao Hangjun and Wang Tao sat in the livestream monitoring room, their faces grave and their brows furrowed in deep concern.

However, just as the Chinese audience was consumed with anxiety, some discordant voices emerged from the viewers of Japan and the Pretty Country.

Like sharks scenting blood, they couldn't wait to flood into the livestream room and begin hurling malicious curses.

"This Chinese guy should just hurry up and get bitten to death by the Cheetah; it'll save him from showing off here."

"Exactly. It would be best if the Cheetah tore him and that dog to pieces. It's annoying just looking at them."

These malice-filled barrage comments instantly ignited the fury of the Chinese audience, who immediately switched to counterattack mode.

"How can you people be so wicked? Did Lu Fan provoke you?"

"You're just jealous because your own countries have no one capable. Truly shameless!"

For a time, the battlefield of the livestream room's barrage comments was filled with the smoke of gunpowder as both sides traded blows, refusing to yield; the sound of typing seemed to transform into the roar of guns and cannons on a battlefield.

Meanwhile, on the screen, the standoff between Lu Fan, Da Hei, and the Cheetah continued.

The two sides were locked in a stalemate, the air thick with a suffocating tension.

A low growl emanated from Da Hei's throat, its fur standing on end like steel needles due to anger and tension.

The wounds on its body were still seeping blood; dark red droplets fell onto the dry earth and were instantly absorbed, leaving behind small dark red spots like sorrowful eyes growing from the ground.

The Cheetah's condition was also far from optimistic; its ears were still bleeding, and blood flowed down its lithe body, tracing startling red streaks across its beautiful fur.

Fury burned in its eyes as it stared fixedly at Lu Fan and Da Hei. That gaze seemed to declare that it would never back down from this fight, even if it meant death.

Da Hei was the first to lose patience. It let out a wild roar that made the surrounding air vibrate slightly, then charged toward the Cheetah like an arrow leaving a bow.

The Cheetah did not show any weakness either, letting out a sharp roar as it pounced forward to meet Da Hei.

The two beasts once again scuffled together. Their roars and the sound of claws scraping against fur intertwined, forming a terrifying symphony of death that made one's heart tremble with fear.

Relying on its strong physique, Da Hei repeatedly tried to suppress the Cheetah.

However, the Cheetah's movements were far too agile. It always managed to skillfully evade Da Hei's attacks and then seize the opportunity to counterattack, each strike carrying a lethal threat.

Lu Fan remained calm, quickly drawing his Bow and Arrow. His eyes were fixed on the two combatants, his gaze revealing determination and resolve as he searched for the perfect opportunity.

Just as the Cheetah leaped high, preparing to deliver a fatal blow to Da Hei, Lu Fan decisively let go. With a "whoosh," the arrow shot toward the Cheetah like a bolt of lightning.

Sensing the danger, the Cheetah tried to dodge, but it was too late. The arrow grazed its body, and the powerful impact carved a shallow bloody streak across it, successfully forcing the Cheetah back.

Before the Cheetah could recover its wits, another arrow flew in from a distance.

It turned out that An Lan, unable to rest easy after hearing the fierce sounds of fighting and Lu Fan's shouts, had also rushed over.

Seeing Lu Fan and Da Hei facing off against the Cheetah, she joined the battle without hesitation.

After firing an arrow, she quickly ran to Lu Fan's side, her Bow and Arrow ready to fire again at any moment.

The Cheetah was enraged by this sudden attack. It abandoned its fight with Da Hei and turned to pounce toward An Lan.

The Cheetah was incredibly fast, reaching An Lan in the blink of an eye. It leaped high, opening its bloody maw as its sharp fangs glinted coldly in the sunlight, aimed directly at An Lan's neck.

In this critical moment, Lu Fan felt as if his heart had stopped beating.

Without time to think, he sprinted toward the Cheetah with all his might. At this moment, every muscle in his body was tensed, as if infused with endless power like a frantically operating machine.

The instant the Cheetah was about to reach An Lan, he leaped high and used all his strength to deliver a flying kick, striking the Cheetah squarely.

The power of this kick was immense; the Cheetah's large body was kicked flying, tracing an arc in the air before slamming heavily onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The Cheetah struggled to stand up, only to find that its body wasn't quite following its commands.

A hint of fear and confusion showed in its eyes; it was clearly dazed by Lu Fan's kick.

Lu Fan took the opportunity to run to An Lan's side, shielding her behind him while watching the Cheetah warily.

Da Hei also ran over and stood beside Lu Fan, a low growl still emanating from its throat, ready to fight again at any time.

An Lan's face was somewhat pale, but she still forced herself to stay calm and said, "I'm fine, thanks to you."

Lu Fan looked at An Lan and let out a sigh of relief, his voice carrying a hint of reproach: "Why did you come out? Didn't I tell you to stay in the Shelter? It's too dangerous here."

An Lan said stubbornly, "I was worried something would happen to you, so I came over."

While they were talking, the Cheetah finally recovered its strength. it slowly stood up and walked toward them unsteadily.

Though it looked somewhat weak, its eyes were still filled with hostility—a kind of ferocity that would not stop until its goal was achieved.

At this moment, however, Da Hei's stamina was failing. Its limbs couldn't help but tremble, each tremor seeming to announce its helplessness to fate.

It panted frantically, each breath like a struggle to squeeze air out of its lungs, yet its eyes remained fixed on the Cheetah, revealing tenacity and unyielding spirit.

Seeing this, the foreign viewers in the livestream room began to spam the barrage comments frantically.

"Hahaha, that dog has no strength left. Lu Fan is dead for sure."

"Before, you were just showing off by relying on a dog, and you even killed our Japanese warrior. Let's see what you do now."

"This time, I want to see what tricks China has left."

"Foreign dogs, shut up."

"Just watch, our Great God Lu Fan will definitely turn the tide."

Beyond the chaotic battlefield of the barrage comments, the real-world situation grew increasingly tense.

Da Hei's stamina was severely depleted, its limbs trembling uncontrollably, and every breath was a struggle to squeeze air from its lungs.

But it still held on, staring firmly at the Cheetah and refusing to retreat a single step; its persistence seemed to be defending its final dignity.

The Cheetah seemed to sense Da Hei's weakness. It suddenly let out a low roar filled with endless greed and ferocity, then lunged forward, aimed straight at Da Hei.

Seeing this, Lu Fan's heart tightened. He rushed toward Da Hei without hesitation, gripping his weapon so tightly that his knuckles turned white, ready to deliver a fatal blow to the Cheetah at any moment.

However, all of this was within the Cheetah's calculations just as Lu Fan drew near.

The Cheetah suddenly made a sharp turn. The momentum that was originally aimed at Da Hei instantly shifted toward Lu Fan, moving so fast that there was no time to react, like a bolt of black lightning flashing past.

Lu Fan was caught off guard by this sudden turn of events and had no chance to dodge.

The Cheetah's sharp claws flashed in the air and struck Lu Fan's arm directly.

Instantly, blood gushed out as a long wound appeared on his arm. The piercing pain made Lu Fan's brow furrow tightly, and large beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead.

"Lu Fan!"

An Lan cried out at the sight, her voice filled with terror and worry.