latelenovela Chapter 187 Small tricks
Chapter 187 Small tricks
Exhausted, the red heron collapsed onto the beach of the small island.
Zhong Ming quickly got up with a somersault, and seeing that the monster under the enemy's mount had also reached its limit, he took the lead in getting into position, ready to attack the moment the enemy landed.
Both were exhausted, but Zhong Ming had a slight advantage in terms of physique. He stood on his horse in a stance with his spear held horizontally, the barbs gleaming. His shoulders were slightly tilted, like a crouching tiger waiting for its prey to make a mistake.
The only problem is... after a long battle, his clothes were all torn to shreds, and now he's just wearing a turtle shell-like vest, making him look like a turtle that has come to life.
The Immortal Rat Taoist's landing was rather awkward. When he was still eight feet off the ground, the demon beast beneath him had already died from exhaustion. The repeated use of drugs to stimulate its potential had robbed it of its last bit of life. Its claws failed to land on the ground one last time. Perhaps, for a flying demon beast, dying in the air was the best end.
The old man leaped into the air, spreading his arms. His tattered robe had been replaced by a yellow Taoist robe embroidered with Bagua patterns. The robe fluttered in the wind, and he shouted, "Little tortoise, today is your death day!"
Fairy rats are actually bats! They can fly!
The Immortal Rat Taoist transformed his clothes into wings and in a few breaths passed over Zhong Ming's head. The eerie sonic boom immediately spread out in a mighty and powerful manner, and could be heard clearly throughout the entire island.
"Beasts, come to your master!"
The Immortal Rat Taoist raised his arms high, his robes billowing, radiating confidence and exuding an indescribable air of self-assurance.
.....
Nothing happened; the entire island remained completely still.
Old Miao was stunned, a sense of foreboding creeping into his heart. 'Could it be that this island is deserted, with no monsters at all?'
Zhong Ming was still a little nervous. Large beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, not only from the fatigue of the long journey, but also from the relief of finally arriving at his territory.
"Hello, nice to meet you," Zhong Ming said in a clear voice, as if greeting a gentleman.
Even now, the reason the other party is hunting him down seems to be simply to kill everyone who enters the trial, but that... doesn't make sense.
He had never met or provoked the other party, so figuring out the other party's motives was very important to him.
"Hmph, junior, you have some skill, but you are doomed to die today, and even a god cannot save you." Old Miao really didn't want to waste words, but he also needed to buy some time. Since he couldn't summon the beast, he had to resort to some other methods himself.
"I have no grudge against you, why are you chasing me to this point..." Zhong Ming practically wanted to unfold a map and take a look at it. "We've already gone beyond the map's boundaries, what reason could you possibly have to waste so much time and effort..."
"Hmph, little turtle, let alone here, even if you travel a thousand miles, I can still catch you."
"Haha, you cowardly fool, you deserve some credit for this monster tide, don't you? Do you really think the Chen family dynasty is made of paper? This is not something that can be glossed over in a few words."
Immortal Rat Taoist thought for a moment, 'I'll just go along with what he said and pretend to be an enemy of Yunzhou.' So he said, 'You bunch of little turtles all deserve to die. Today, none of you will escape. I'll kill you first, then go back and wipe out your comrades. It's worth it for me to exchange my life for so many of yours.'
At this moment, Zhong Ming's lips curled up slightly, and he placed one hand on Hong Lu's head, looking at him with a hint of mockery.
"You'd better tell the truth, otherwise..."
"Otherwise? You're threatening me now?"
"Otherwise, I'll kill this red heron, and we'll both die here, with no chance of returning before the secret realm gates close."
Immortal Rat Daoist's heart sank, but his expression remained unchanged, still bearing the "I died a worthy death" look. He said with "heroic" pride, "I have my own Daoist methods to use. Do you really think I'm a piece of trash like you, only able to rely on demonic beasts to cross water?"
"Come on, did you see those fake cowhides flying around in the sky? If you were that capable, you would have caught up with me outside Red Heron Island by now. Why would you have taken so long to chase me?" Zhong Ming looked like he had the other party completely under his thumb. It's not that you want to trade lives with me now, it's that I want to trade lives with you. Do you dare?
At the same time, he still hoped that Red Heron would recover quickly. If he couldn't win, he could just ride Red Heron away and be done with it. After all, your mount is already... dead beyond dead.
The Immortal Rat Taoist looked disdainful. "What, you really want to be fish bait? Cultivating, serving in the army, and now you're trying to become fish bait? You're making a fool of yourself."
Zhong Ming's eyes flickered slightly as he thought, 'Oh! Afraid of using me as bait? So he wants my corpse. What on me does he absolutely need?'
The Immortal Rat Taoist's body trembled slightly, and he was almost unable to maintain his flying posture. His secret methods were beginning to take effect, and this was going to be a very quick battle.
Zhong Ming couldn't figure it out. A sudden chill in spring, a tortoise shell—these were items that could be exchanged for in the military supply depot. What he was going to forcefully pursue must have been something he already possessed before the monster tide began, that is, before entering the secret realm. It couldn't possibly be...
Wait, what happened to what I got after entering the secret realm?
Could it be that flower?
Zhong Ming thought about it and concluded that it was most likely the case. He had witnessed the power of that big red flower before; it could truly kill without leaving a trace.
So now he has two chips in his hand, one is red flower seeds, and the other is red egrets.
The red egret gradually calmed down under his soothing words and curiously bit the mid-grade spirit stone that Zhong Ming handed it to. As a native creature of the secret realm, it had never seen this thing before.
The Immortal Rat Taoist was also staring at him, but his eyes turned blood red and his whole body began to tremble. The next moment, he roared as if he had run out of patience and landed violently, so fast that Zhong Ming almost couldn't react.
The powerful punch was unstoppable, striking straight at Zhong Ming's heart. His face was contorted in a ferocious expression, and the veins on his forehead bulged as if they were about to burst.
Zhong Ming hurriedly adjusted the position of his spear, but in his haste, his parry was too far to the left. Although he managed to block it, he was punched and sent flying, crashing into the red egret behind him. He drew a straight line on the shallows and finally came to a stop in the lake.
The Immortal Rat Taoist's body swelled irregularly. With a flick of his shoulder, his clothes burst open, his muscles continued to expand, and his skin was stretched into a thin, semi-transparent sheet, which looked particularly terrifying.
"My barbaric Gu will kill anyone who sees it. Watch me shatter your turtle shell!" He roared to the sky and leaped high to make his move.
The two consecutive sounds that echoed across the island alerted several mysterious entities.
"Haha, someone's coming! Heaven hasn't forsaken me! Heaven hasn't forsaken me at all!!!"
"Young man, come see your grandpa right now, grandpa will give you candy, hahaha~"
......
A cacophony of sounds reached their ears, and for a moment they both agreed that it was just a trick of the other's illusion.