Chapter 463 Not Enough!
?Ambrose felt disoriented as his ears rang with a piercing nose.
He shook his head vigorously as he tried to clear his mind of the dizziness that overwhelmed him.
He felt like he was struck by a fist of concrete that was thrown by a master fighter.
As he climbed out of the muddy ditch, he saw the burned ground covered in ashes and smoldering trees.
'My god.' Ambrose held his head and gritted his teeth. 'I nearly died!'
At that moment, the predator leaped on top of the small hill, its fluffy tail glowing with blue light.
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Ambrose, with a scream of power, increased in size as his muscles swelled and bulged, transforming him into a towering figure.
He put his muscular left arm in front of him as if it were a shield, and he screamed ragefully towards the strange beast.
The blue beam shot out of the fluffy tail and struck Ambrose with a deafening explosion.
A faint dust cloud settled over the now motionless figure, leaving behind an eerie silence.
At that moment, Ambrose stepped out of the dust cloud with his left arm slightly injured.
It was steaming, with slightly blood dripping down his fingers.
Ambrose breathed out a cloud of steam and looked at his injured arm with a grim look.
In his previous fight against Zahhak, they couldn't even make a proper scratch on his muscles, but the single attack from the predator hurt him.
It made him lose another five health points, and he only had five health points left.
Another attack like that would end up being fatal.
'I still have medicine pills left; should I pop one right now?'
Ambrose looked at the predator, wondering if it allowed him to do anything like that.
However, he knew that he needed his Muscle Defense to survive this dangerous situation. Therefore, he needed health!
He quickly reached for his inventory and took out one medicine pill from the pill bottle.
As if the predator sensed his intention, its fluffy tail began to twitch, and it shot out another blue beam of energy towards him.
Ambrose tossed the pill inside his mouth, and he put his muscular left arm in front of him as he prepared to tank the attack.
It growled loudly and stared at Ambrose's purple eyes with a slight scoff. It looked like it was trying to challenge him into a battle of muscles.
"Huh, it has some intelligence and pride that can pierce the heavens."
Ambrose said, clearly amused at the creature's audacity, with slightly arched eyebrows.
However, he was also quite proud of his own strength and not one to back down from a fight.
He put his slightly injured left arm in front of his body and shrank his right arm into a normal state. That allowed him to move his sword-wielding arm again.
The predator let out a scowl and punched like a raging bull. The way it punched, it was clear it didn't have any humanity, as it struck with pure instinct and brute force.
Ambrose blocked the rageful punch with the forearm of his left arm. The sound of rain falling swallowed up an echo of flesh against flesh.
He stabbed the twisted blade through the beast's waist, but again, it couldn't do enough damage to kill off the creature.
"Growl!"
The predator growled like a ferocious thunder, its claws extended from its hairy paws, and scratched deep gashes into his arm.
"Fuck!" Ambrose backed off with a grimace and clumsily swung his sword, but it got parried away by the predator's claws, which were as sharp as the blade.
The predator banged on its chest with its muscular fists like a gorilla and let out a deafening roar that echoed through the forest.
Ambrose shrank back in size and was easily about two heads shorter than the predator now, even though he was quite tall compared to other humans.
The predator looked down at him with a belittling expression. It was as if it were mocking Ambrose's small stature.
'I need to use my footwork to attack it. I can't count on my physical strength to overpower this creature or stabbing attacks. This twisted blade is far more lethal with slash attacks!'
Ambrose stepped sideways and used his rapid footwork to circle around the creature. He put the blade over his shoulder and smashed it down.
The predator flexed its muscles and blocked the blade with its bare hand. Its strength was even greater than Ambrose had anticipated.
'Tch, sounds like an excuse, but I could easily overpower it with my real level.'
Ambrose thought, but then his eyes turned serious.
'However, I suppose this is the 'real' strength of my real body. It's hurtful to admit, but my strength is not enough!'
Ambrose realized that he needed to train harder and push himself to become even stronger.
'It does not matter if I already have power that makes me basically god in the real world; I'll need to push myself even further!'
Ambrose decided to dedicate himself to intense physical and mental training in order to surpass his current limits.
'My swings will be even greater!'
He raised the sword and swung it down with all his might.
Clang!