The wild boar had already charged toward him, and Luo Yang had no choice but to engage in battle.
He let out a low shout, took a bow stance with his feet, gathered strength in both arms, and thrust the steel fork forward.
The boar's head collided with the steel fork, causing Luo Yang to stagger back repeatedly, his hands numb. He knew that if he let go, he would be injured by the boar. During this life-and-death moment, he gritted his teeth and stood his ground.
He shouted loudly, using all the strength he had, pressed down the fork, and pinned the boar's head to the ground.
"Everyone, come on!" Luo Yang commanded.
"I'm on it!"
Xiao Daniu swung his iron stick at the boar, banging it repeatedly, and the echoes resonated in the valley.
After at least ten minutes, Luo Yang smelled the scent of blood and felt that the boar stopped struggling. He figured it was probably dead, so he asked Xie Runfa to shine a flashlight on it.