Zhang Heng's missed shot had already attracted the jaguar's attention, and the latter quickly turned its attention to him.
Bell was still fighting the other jaguar, which meant that Zhang Heng had to deal with the king of the rainforest alone. If he'd faced this situation before coming to the island, he would've basically typed GG.
Forget the jaguar, he might not even be a match for the goose at the village entrance.
But hadn't he trained hard for a year just for this moment?
Zhang Heng quickly pulled out another wooden arrow from the quiver and nocked it on the bowstring. He was not in a hurry to shoot because they were still quite a distance apart.
At this distance, he wasn't completely confident that he could hit the target. Therefore, he had to suppress the fear in his heart and wait for the jaguar to attack first.
It sounded simple, but it wasn't easy to do.
For a long-range profession, the further away they were, the safer they were. As the saying goes, every shooter had the heart of a kite.
However, reality was cruel. Zhang Heng knew very well that in terms of agility and speed, his two-legged prey would never be able to outrun the four-legged prey. Moreover, if he were to kite it, the jaguar and its companions would probably focus fire on the explorer on the other side first.
When that happened, both jaguars would surround him, and Zhang Heng would definitely not be able to escape from this forest.
And so, the man and the jaguar entered a standoff. Zhang Heng maintained a standard standing posture and adjusted his breathing according to the instructor's instructions.
On the other side, the jaguar's patience was finally running out. It arched its body, preparing to pounce.
Zhang Heng saw this and became nervous. This was a completely different situation from the dodo hunt. Even if he missed the target, he would not get to eat the chicken. But now, if his arrow missed, with the jaguar's agility, it would not give him a second chance to nock the arrow.
When that happened, he would be the one being eaten.
Zhang Heng tried his best to chase these messy thoughts out of his mind and keep his emotions stable. The next moment, the jaguar moved. It was faster than Zhang Heng had imagined, leaving its original spot in the blink of an eye. Its strong hind legs stomped on the ground, providing its body with terrifying kinetic energy and explosive power.
The distance between the two of them shrunk rapidly, and when they were less than seven meters away, the sound of a bowstring being pulled could finally be heard.
This arrow could be said to be the most satisfying one Zhang Heng had ever shot. After a long time of preparation and brewing, his spirit entered a state of harmony between man and nature. It felt like the world in front of him had slowed down, and he could see the movement of the jaguar's whiskers.
Be it strength, angle, or prediction, they were all perfect.
As soon as the arrow left his hand, Zhang Heng was confident that it would hit its target.
And that was indeed the case.
At such a close distance and in a state of full sprint, the jaguar could not dodge in time and could only watch as the wooden arrow hit its head.
But then, something unexpected happened. He did not know if the carbonized arrowhead was not lethal enough, or if he was unlucky, the arrow hit the skull. In short, the arrow was stuck there before it could penetrate too far.
The jaguar let out a pained roar, but the injury on its head was not enough to kill it on the spot. Instead, it aroused its ferocity, pouncing on Zhang Heng, who did not have time to run away, and he fell to the ground.
Zhang Heng used the wooden bow in his hand to press against the jaguar's neck, not giving it a chance to bite his throat. But his upper body was also pinned to the ground by the jaguar, and the latter's claws hooked into his shoulder, immediately poking a few bloody holes.
But the immense pain also made Zhang Heng's body explode with unprecedented strength.
Death was so close at hand that he even temporarily forgot his fear. Zhang Heng knew that no one could help him at this time, and if he wanted to survive, he had to rely on himself.
He held the wooden bow in one hand and used the other to frantically pull at his side. The jaguar felt the force on its neck weaken, and the ferocity in its eyes intensified. It straightened its head and bit at Zhang Heng's throat, saliva dripping from its sharp teeth onto Zhang Heng's face. The stench almost made Zhang Heng faint.
His situation had become more dangerous than ever before.
But the next moment, Zhang Heng's empty hand finally caught the spear he had thrown earlier.
Seeing that the stinking jaws were about to bite his throat, Zhang Heng took the initiative and plunged the spear into the jaguar's neck. The latter's eyes froze, but Zhang Heng did not let go. Instead, he exerted even more force, the spear twisting wildly in the jaguar's neck.
At the same time, he threw away the wooden bow in his hand and grabbed the arrow that had hit the jaguar's skull earlier, using both hands to pull it back.
The surging adrenaline made him forget the pain in his body. This was a battle of life and death, and there was no such thing as mercy. Zhang Heng used everything he had to kill the beast in front of him until he heard another notification.
[Successfully hunted an adult jaguar alone. Game points + 10. You may view the character panel to view the relevant information …]
Zhang Heng finally confirmed that he was indeed the final winner of this bloody battle.
Reaching out to push away the lifeless dead meat on top of him, Zhang Heng saw that Bell's battle was nearing its end.
The explorer rode on top of his opponent, the knife stabbed into the latter's lower abdomen.
The jaguar had lost a lot of blood, and its movements were getting slower and slower. It was about to follow in the footsteps of its companion.
"Hey, are you okay, Zhang?" Bell asked worriedly. He had seen Zhang Heng in danger earlier, but could not find the time to save him.
"… I've always wanted a tiger-skin skirt, but leopard skin will do." Zhang Heng panted heavily, lying on the ground with his arms and legs spread out. After confirming that he was safe, he lost all his strength, not even wanting to move a finger.
Everything that had happened just now was too crazy to think about. Zhang Heng's heart could not calm down.
He never thought that there would be a day where he would have to fight such a large beast in close combat. According to real time, an hour ago, he was still drinking lemonade at a bar.
But now, he was a man who had even slaughtered a leopard.
Thinking about it, it seemed pretty cool, but it was better not to let something like this happen again.
"During the fight just now, one of the stone slabs on the altar broke, and I found something like this." The explorer had finished off his opponent and was walking towards them.
"What is this?" Zhang Heng looked at the furry thing in Bell's hand. It looked like the tail of some creature. Strangely, if this thing was really hidden by the natives, there was no way the fur on it would be preserved so well after so long.
He was about to tell Bell to keep it for himself when he changed his mind at the last minute. "Can you give it to me?" he asked the explorer.
"Of course. You've saved me before, twice." Bell was generous.
"Thank you. This thing might be of some use to me."
The reason why Zhang Heng changed his mind halfway was because he heard the notification again when he took the furry thing in his hand.
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