Sure, here you go:
The surrounding environment presents a frozen scene, various expressions frozen on the faces of the Hunters, illuminated by the orange firelight, full of viciousness.
Several drops of blood are flung off the blade, frozen, paused in mid-air.
Thoughts accelerated, Su Changxing's vision presents this static picture, seemingly an ability brought by high Spiritual Power, akin to bullet time, the speed of thought surpassing reality by a dimension.
"These Hunters are very unusual."
Su Changxing observes these fearless, jackal-like Hunters and makes a judgment. He has already killed over twenty Hunters, rationally speaking, even if they were real jackals, they should be afraid.
Like an army, usually, after suffering casualties over thirty percent, they will collapse, sometimes even before reaching thirty percent, at twenty, or ten percent they will collapse.
Of course, this value tends to increase in small-scale battles.
