Watching the big white tiger approach step by step, Anneval's legs trembled and he did not dare to move a single step.
"Xiao Lang, what should we do?" he asked in a trembling voice.
Xiao Lang was also very flustered. This tiger was different from the one he had fought before. Just its eyes alone made people feel that it was not to be trifled with.
However, he still pretended to be calm and comforted him, "It's okay. Just watch me later. When I fight with it, just run to the side."
"No," said Anneval, unwilling. "How could I abandon my friend?"
Although the big white tiger was slowly walking over, it was very fast. It would arrive in front of him in a short while.
Xiao Lang held his breath and rushed forward with his machete. He shouted, "Run!"
Although the tiger was ferocious, he had learned martial arts for so many years that he could fight it. Even if he could not kill it, he could at least exchange a few moves to buy time for Anneval to escape.
