Damn, this ogre's strength is outrageous.
After he hit me, it felt like my internal organs were set ablaze, burning fiercely, and my vision was filled with black spots.
Damn it, move for me!
I felt a slight sluggishness in my body, but I was in a life-or-death struggle with this ogre. If I couldn't get up, I might as well say goodbye here forever!
I forced myself to stand up and realized the ogre hadn't attacked me while I was down. Instead, it was staring at me intently, a strange smile on its face.
Damn it, you monster are mocking me!
I wiped the blood from my body. If there were a mirror now, I would see that I was no different from the ogre in front of me, both equally ferocious!
"Fuck, I'm going to kill you, you beast!"
I felt a surge of hot blood rush to my head, followed by an endless stream of power flowing from my limbs.
I didn't know where this power came from, but it was like a fierce tiger rampaging inside my body, making me want to roar and desperately unleash this violent force.
The ogre seemed to notice that my current state was unusual. Its smile gradually disappeared, and it looked cautious.
I panted heavily, gripping my hunting knife tightly, but I didn't charge at the ogre immediately.
In the past, when I had nothing else to do, I liked watching UFC. There, top fighters from around the world would enter the octagon to settle their scores.
What impressed me was that no matter how much trash talk they exchanged before entering the octagon to provoke their opponents, the moment they stepped onto the canvas, everyone was calm.
There was one fighter I particularly admired who once said in an interview that anger makes you lose your mind, and losing your mind means losing everything.
Although I was enraged by the ogre, it didn't mean I had lost my mind and devolved into a monster attacking purely on instinct, like the ogre.
Come on, only one of us will walk out of here alive today!
Clutching my hunting knife, I slowly approached the ogre. I felt that some of my muscles had become completely different, like sponges filled with water, unlike my normal state.
One step, two steps.
I clearly saw on my exposed forearms, one after another, crimson veins being pushed out by my muscles, slowly creeping upwards.
In this state, my strength was extraordinary, several times greater than usual. Even the hunting knife I had been holding had several indentations from my grip.
However, at the same time, I realized that this state couldn't be maintained for long. After just a few steps, I felt my stamina draining rapidly.
Damn it, I have to end this quickly!
Making up my mind, I roared and then leaped up high, striking down at the ogre like a sharp battle axe.
Perhaps sensing the danger, the ogre didn't choose to meet my attack head-on but quickly retreated a few steps. As I landed, it swung a bone club at me. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
Damn it, you beast, you actually have some brains!
Before, my strength couldn't contend with anything, which put me at a disadvantage. But now, it was completely different!
Facing the bone club swung by the ogre, I neither dodged nor flinched. I went straight up with a diagonal slash, colliding squarely with the ogre's attack!
The result was as I expected. My strength had now surpassed the ogre's. I didn't move an inch, but the ogre was repelled two steps back by the impact.
"Hahahahaha! Come again!"
You son of a bitch, wasn't it fun beating me earlier? Why aren't you so arrogant now!
I laughed out loud and quickly closed in on the ogre, attacking its vital points and forcing it into a head-on collision.
One strike, two strikes...
The ogre was now even more passive than I was earlier. Its strength was inferior to mine, and its agility was far less than mine. It was like a giant human sandbag being beaten by me.
In a short while, I had already left several bloody gashes on its massive body. If this guy's skin wasn't so thick, it would have been incapacitated by now.
The ogre had lost all its previous arrogance. It was beaten back by me, letting out threatening roars, but in my eyes now, it was just a weak sheep blustering.
"Come on, come on!"
I fought like a madman, becoming more excited as I fought. I felt like the blood and qi in my body were boiling. If I had two pipes on my back, steam would probably be escaping.
The ogre was now completely suppressed by me. Perhaps sensing the threat to its life, during a pause while I switched my grip on the knife, it let out a loud roar, threw down the bone club in its hand, and turned to flee!
Trying to escape?!
A beast is a beast. Since you want to die, I'll grant your wish!
I watched the ogre turn and flee, exposing its back. I leaped high into the air!
Then, its head was severed from its body!