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Chapter 195 A Joke, a Wild Boar Called King? Is He... the Reincarnation of a God of Slaughter? (3K Bonus Chapter)

"Program crew, inside broadcast van number two"

"The rescue team is in place. If Xia Ming shows any unusual behavior, we will immediately begin the rescue."

"Firearms team, received!"

"Hound squad, received!"

"Sound wave deterrence team received!"

When Xia Ming was targeted by two wild boars, all the security personnel on the production crew sprang into action.

The chefs who came this time are all well-known figures in the world. If they are not household names, they are at least quite famous in their own countries.

The vast majority of them are simply chefs who have mastered wilderness survival skills, rather than true "wilderness chefs".

After all, the circle of "wildlife chefs" and "food hunters" is only so big. If you really narrow it down, there may be less than 1200 people in the world.

Many of them had already retired from their positions long ago.

After all, a "chef" can be a chef for a lifetime, but "gourmet hunters," especially those in "desperate situations" or above, are rarely long-lived.

Therefore, many "gourmet hunters" eventually switch careers to become "chefs" and then use their connections within the gourmet hunter community to obtain rare ingredients.

This can be considered a way to maintain the unique characteristics of one's restaurant.

After all, "food hunters" spend more than 200 days a year in the wild, and their handling of many ingredients carries their personal flavor.

Even "Aster" couldn't guarantee that he could escape unscathed from two adult wild boars weighing over 120kg without wearing any protective gear and with only a machete.

"Food Hunters" are not "Wilderness Special Forces" after all. They go to extreme places to find ingredients and face more challenges from extreme weather and geographical environments.
It's not what many netizens imagine—the kind of person who carries around a "shotgun" every day and sprays bullets at flocks of birds or wild boars.
Therefore, when Xia Ming encountered two wild boars, the broadcast van raised the highest alert level.

If he hadn't thrown a flurry of punches at the wild boar earlier, security personnel would probably have rushed over to rescue it by now.

After all, it's a joint production with multiple countries. If someone gets seriously injured in the very first round of the official filming, how will the show survive on a global scale?

If we can't even protect the contestants, who will participate in the future?!
Just as all departments were in place, ready to begin the rescue at any moment
Xia Ming calmly drew his broadsword from his waist as he watched the sow charging towards him. He then turned to the side, holding the sword in his right hand while his left hand rested on the back of the blade.

A blood-red glint flashed across the blade without leaving a trace, and Xia Ming's hands turned slightly red, a murderous aura rising around him.

The female wild boar opposite seemed to sense the danger. After a slight pause, it charged towards Xia Ming at an even faster speed.

Xia Ming knew what was going on when he saw this.

"When the tiger is away, the wild boar reigns supreme! It seems they were used to being arrogant and domineering!"

Xia Ming knew that even if he released a portion of his blood soul, he would only appear more murderous.

There is a difference in temperament between them and those who have been hunting wild animals in the jungle since childhood.

The wild boars at the top of the New Zealand food chain wouldn't be intimidated by his meager cultivation level.

Of course, Xia Ming didn't expect to transform into a superhuman and unleash astonishing pressure to subdue the wild boars in a city devoid of spiritual energy, simply by relying on his four blood gates.

His menacing actions were not meant to intimidate, but rather to provoke the wild boar.

For Xia Ming, pork is probably the second most familiar food ingredient.

In the mountains not far behind the Blood Blade Sect on the Nine Provinces Continent, the most common creatures are various pig-like demonic beasts that have been cultivated based on the "Earth Snort Pig".

Similar to "Pokémon" in the city, most low-level monsters in the Kyushu Continent rely on fixed immortal veins to break through.

For example, the third-tier monster "Thunderfire Pig" is a "Earth Snort Pig" that broke through to the second tier by consuming the remnants of a spirit ore vein.

When it encounters a thunderstorm and is struck by lightning, its body bursts into flames, which are eventually extinguished by the pig's own cultivation, and then it evolves into this form.

As for your question about why the Blood Blade Sect didn't mine all the surrounding spirit mines, leaving a path for the "Earth Pig" to advance.

Of course, it's for the sake of the Blood Blade Sect's new disciples' food supply; after all, they can't let Qi Refining stage disciples go out to hunt in the wild every day.
It would be such a waste to die outside. The sect doesn't even have enough "human pills" to go around. If you're going to die, you should die within the sect.
It's in the mountains behind, so it's easy to pick it up.
Xia Ming had calculated in his mind that facing two wild boars of such large size at once was somewhat risky.

His arms were indeed enhanced, but his hands were not; his right leg was enhanced, but his left leg was not. So if he were attacked from both sides, even if he won, he might still get injured.

The best approach is to defeat them one by one!
At this moment, the boar has not yet started its run-up. If the boar can be dealt with during the time the sow charges, then the sow will be free to deal with the boar with all her might.

As the sow accelerated, Xia Ming, watching from the camera, held his breath and then slowly closed his eyes.

Seeing this, the Chinese director in the second broadcast van was completely dumbfounded.

"What kind of time is this to be posing like this? Do you really think you're playing Monster Hunter?!"

"Never mind that! Everyone, save them immediately!"

But before the director could even yell "rescue," the camera showed the sow charging at 48 km/h towards Xia Ming.

He launched a fierce pig-like charge at his lower body!

But just as it lunged forward, Xia Ming suddenly shifted his body to the side, nimbly dodging the attack. As the two figures crossed paths, Xia Ming's broadsword, held in mid-air, struck the sow fiercely from the side at a tricky angle.

As the Blood Soul bloomed in Xia Ming's hand, the pre-enhanced blade of the broadsword pierced through the wild boar's hide and plunged deep into the sow's heart.

"Ouch!"

A piercing howl rang out, and the mother boar tilted to one side, uncontrollably crashing into a rock.

Xia Ming did not give chase. Instead, he quickly drew his sword and stared intently at another charging wild boar.

He knew that the sow's heart was ruptured and she was unsteady. Even if she managed to struggle to her feet after hitting the rock, she would have no strength left to resist.

He could only wait for his heart to bleed rapidly and die.
However, boars are larger and more aggressive, and theoretically more difficult to deal with than sows.

Hearing the sow's mournful cries, the male wild boar's eyes instantly turned red.

With a roar, the male wild boar accelerated again, hurtling towards Xia Ming like a cannonball.

Xia Ming took a deep breath, not daring to be careless at this moment. Before it arrived, he suddenly held the broadsword in front of him and then stabbed it fiercely into the ground in front of him.

Just as the knife was about to strike the ground, the male wild boar charged forward, its tusks several times longer than those of the female wild boar, and was about to pierce Xia Ming's calf.

Seeing this, Xia Ming released the knife with his right hand and dodged to the right.

The boar paused for less than half a second when it collided with the knife, and the unmanned broadsword was knocked askew to the side.

But that half second was more than enough for Xia Ming. He saw the blood color in his left eye condense to its maximum, and the entire wild boar in front of him suddenly turned into a pig-shaped mass made of color.

Beneath his chest cavity, a heart, its color noticeably more vibrant than the rest of his body, was now fully revealed to Xia Ming.

With his left shoe gripping the ground, Xia Ming raised his enhanced right leg and delivered a powerful kick to the boar's heart!
In an instant, time seemed to stand still. Xia Ming felt as if his foot had struck a hard drum, and the feeling of his ribs supporting him inside the drum was particularly noticeable.

Of course, the ribs only held on for a moment. The next second, with the powerful injection of Xia Ming's blood soul, the boar's two ribs broke inside his body.

"Whoa! ~ Bang!"

A scream and the sound of falling to the ground rang out at the same time. Xia Ming used the recoil to take several steps back to the side, until he was next to the wild boar before he regained his balance.

The moment he regained his footing, Xia Ming didn't hesitate at all. He kicked off with his right foot, using the wild boar as leverage, and charged towards the fallen Pu Dao beside him.

The wild boar, whose two ribs he had kicked had cracked, struggled on the ground for a few moments and was about to get up.

No sooner said than done, the instant Xia Ming's right palm touched the hilt of the knife, his entire right arm swelled up as if it had been enlarged, and then he yanked the knife out of the ground.

Amidst the flying dirt and grass clippings, he had already rushed to the side of the wild boar, to the astonishment of the male boar.
Start
The knife fell.
The broadsword, from top to bottom, pierced through the gap in Xia Ming's broken ribs and plunged deep into the boar's heart.

"Awooo—Awooo—Awooo—"

The wild boar, pinned to the ground, howled desperately, its four hooves twitching incessantly on the ground.

It desperately wanted to get up and fight back, but the next second, its left fang was stomped on by a pair of hiking boots, and its right cheek was instantly buried in the ground.

Xia Ming, who had already stomped hard on the wild boar, didn't stop there. He raised his foot and stomped on the ground again.

After two kicks, the wild boar's eyes were pierced and began to bleed. Xia Ming saw that its struggles were becoming slower and slower, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he withdrew his foot and prepared to go over and check on the motionless female wild boar behind him.

Just as Xia Ming turned around, a hint of resentment flashed in the boar's bloodied and mangled eyes, and its limbs instantly surged with strength, ready to launch a counterattack in one fell swoop.

But as soon as it started to exert force, it felt a gust of wind blow past its ear.

The next second, the familiar hiking boots suddenly kissed its jaw, kicking it so hard that its mind went blank.

"Tch, trying to fake your death with me? Don't even think about it!?"

As he spoke, Xia Ming delivered the final blow to the boar with a kick followed by a stomp.

After confirming that the male wild boar was no longer moving, Xia Ming withdrew his slightly numb foot and began to breathe heavily on the spot.

"Good heavens, Blood Soul can strengthen my limbs, but my heart can't withstand such a heavy load."

Gritting his teeth, Xia Ming activated the blood spirit within his body, guiding his heart, which was screaming like a motor, step by step until it returned to calm.

Finally, as sweat dripped from his forehead, Xia Ming managed to regain his physical condition.

After activating his Blood Eyes and confirming that the male boar was indeed dead, Xia Ming pulled out the broadsword from its heart and then squatted down to pretend to examine it.

As the blood soul was gradually absorbed into Xia Ming's body, his eyes and brows slowly brightened.
The rescuers on the sidelines looked at the messy battlefield with complicated expressions, and Xia Ming, who was squatting in it with blood splattered on his cheeks, but with a calm expression.

My heart was in turmoil.
"Without any protective gear, relying solely on precise control of the pig's heart, he brutally killed two adult wild boars."

"Is this kid from China... the reincarnation of a god of slaughter?"

(End of this chapter)