The behemoth howled and lowered its head to bite the leopard on the legs, its long and thick tail sweeping the loose rocks off the ground and making them dance in the air.
The quick-witted Parker crawled behind the behemoth's leg, grabbing its tail and flipping over onto its back.
Bai Qingqing's tight heart slightly relaxed. This scene was familiar to her—it was just like the first day she transmigrated to this world, the battle where Parker rescued her from the pack of wolves.
Although the enemy was powerful and Parker was the weaker opponent, he took the initiative.
Parker bit the behemoth ferociously behind its neck, his four claws tightly gripping onto the behemoth's thick and tough fur. His body was tossed about and he very nearly was tossed away. However, he very quickly found the trick—to never let go of his bite.