Watching the wild boar send Da Huang flying, Li Baoyu slid right down from the tree. The moment his feet hit the ground, he drew the Invasion Blade from behind his back.
He didn't even bother to cut a stick to mount the blade on, charging straight for the oak tree with the foot-long Invasion Blade in hand.
"Get out of the way!"
Suddenly, a sharp cry from Zhao Jun stopped Li Baoyu in his tracks.
Li Baoyu whipped his head around to see Zhao Jun kneeling on one knee, aiming his rifle with both hands at the wild boar sitting under the tree.
"Bro..." Li Baoyu stood to the side, blade in hand, nervously watching Li Ruhai clinging to the tree. He wanted to shout a few words, to tell Li Ruhai not to let go no matter what, but he was afraid his voice would interfere with Zhao Jun's shot.
Little did Li Baoyu know, Zhao Jun was caught in a dilemma.
Zhao Jun wanted to shoot the boar dead too, but the two dogs were practically on top of it now, biting and tearing.
