Chapter 132 Fighting the Tiger
Chapter 132 Fighting the Tiger
The clone Lin Fan looked exactly like Lin Fan, even wearing the same clothes and holding a black knife in his hand.
Meanwhile, on the main body, the flesh and bones on the arm wriggled, and within a few breaths, a brand new arm grew.
These are, of course, subjective enhancements imposed by the unpredictable nature of the demon. Lin Fan's clone technique can only alter himself, but he can replicate clothing and weapons as long as he believes he can. Just like his severed and regenerated arm.
Lin Fan didn't waste any words and was about to form hand seals again. This strange realm is so convenient, why not create a few more clones?
Huang Haozi was terrified. If this thing could multiply into a hundred or so, what would he do? He had completely misjudged this person; this man's magical abilities were simply astounding!
No, we can't go on like this.
Huang Haozi took out a blood-red pill from the bag. Red light flowed inside, as if it were still pumping in a blood vessel.
He stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it up, a crimson liquid spreading from Huang Haozi's throat throughout his body. Then his body swelled up, his hair turned yellow, and black stripes appeared on his yellow fur.
Before Huang Haozi could fully transform into a beast, he took a step forward, and his hand, which had already turned into half a claw, swung towards Lin Fan.
"I told you not to move!"
The three members of the Li family shouted at him.
Huang Haozi roared back, "Why didn't you stop that swindler when he was forming the hand seals? You only stopped him when it was my turn! Don't go too far!"
As one of the Li family members released the fledgling bird from his shoulder, he quickly exclaimed, "You stinking Taoist priest, how do you know my family's beast transformation technique!"
Lin Fan used a mystical technique to prove his identity, so they naturally didn't care. But Huang Haozi seemed to be using an ancestral beast transformation technique recorded in ancient texts.
Huang Haozi was furious. "What do you mean, 'your family's magic'?! Can't I, a Daoist, use transformation techniques?!"
But the Li family ignored him completely, and the monkeys and dogs pounced on his face.
In the time it takes to say a few words, Huang Haozi has completely transformed into a large, upright, white-browed tiger with bulging eyes.
With a swift, fan-like swipe of its massive claws, six tiger claws flashed with blood, and all three spirit beasts were torn to shreds.
As the Li family members, carrying farm tools, tried to escape, a giant tiger, half a body taller than them, pounced down from above, its jaws agape, its head exploding like a watermelon.
Without hesitation, Huang Haozi turned to the second member of the Li family and leaped forward, but was forced back by three flashes of sword light.
Three Lin Fans blocked the Li family members' path, shouting, "Hurry up and call your family's best fighters to help!"
Lin Fan looked at Huang Haozi with apprehension. Huang Haozi's strength was far beyond that of the giant wolf he had encountered before. His speed, strength, and size all far exceeded the limits of human beings.
The Black Knife is good in every way, except that it's too short and small, making it seem ineffective against opponents with large systems.
However, in such a mysterious place, one shouldn't be too rigid.
With a flick of his wrist, Lin Fan's black blade extended into three jet-black clubs. And for some reason, seeing the tiger gave him a strong urge to whip it with those clubs.
The giant tiger roared forward, and Lin Fan, who was in the middle, was blown away by the sound wave, while the sticks on both sides rushed towards Huang Haozi's face.
Huang Haozi barely caught the two blows, but then felt a wave of dizziness. Behind him was Lin Fan, who struck him on the back of the head with a blow.
This strike was powerful and heavy; an ordinary stick would have bent long ago. However, the weapon in Lin Fan's hand was transformed from a black blade, which was not sharp but exceptionally tough.
Although Huang Haozi was formidable, he deeply felt that two fists were no match for four hands. He flung the two sticks in his hands, preparing to take care of Lin Fan first.
Two Lin Fans were thrown into the air. One Lin Fan stepped on the other's stick, and with the two of them exerting force together, one Lin Fan flew back in mid-air.
Just as Huang Haozi was about to bite Lin Fan, he was hit hard on the back with a stick.
Huang Haozi delivered a powerful elbow strike, sending Lin Fan flying from behind. He then unleashed a series of tiger punches, sending Lin Fan flying like a rag doll. Two more blows followed simultaneously.
With a clatter, Li Gengjin rode a giant deer, about one and a half times the height of a person, directly weaving through the stilted houses.
When he arrived, he found only a giant tiger, beaten and covered in blood, already dead. The fatal wound was a slit in the throat, but the other wounds indicated that it had been first rendered immobile by a blunt object before being killed.
A cloud spirit lay on the ground, its body reduced to half and gradually shrinking.
There was another one sitting on the ground, covered in blood; it was unclear whether it was him or the tiger's.
Yun Xiangzi bowed to Li Gengjin and said, "Patriarch, my main body went to chase after the two young masters. I was told to wait for you here. After explaining the situation, we will split up to search."
Li Gengjin wasn't too surprised when the Li family members who came to deliver the news told him about Daoist Yunxiangzi's ability to create clones.
The Li family member who delivered the message was clever; he only mentioned that Huang Haozi had sneaked into the library and harmed a member of the clan, completely omitting the fact that Yun Xiangzi might be a fake Taoist priest.
Lin Fan's clones cannot heal their injuries through conscious will. As a result, one of them died from the injury.
Another clone was in relatively good condition. After speaking with Li Gengjin, he picked up a stick and went off in different directions to search for Li Youtian and Li Youshui.
Lin Fan, the clone, possessed excellent night vision and followed the trail of blood after spotting it on the ground.
After turning a corner, a dark figure silently darted out from the darkness.
Lin Fan raised the stick in his hand to block, and saw that what was rushing towards him was a black dog that was taller than a person!
Upon seeing that familiar face, Lin Fan blurted out, "Black Dragon! Li Youtian, what are you doing!"
Lin Fan's clone received no response to his words. The ferocious "black dragon" bared its drooling fangs and lunged at him.
...
Lin Fan emerged from the Sutra Repository with a frown. The ground was covered with signs of a fight, so Lin Fan had no choice but to follow a trail of blood.
Lin Fan hadn't run far when he saw that familiar figure.
The white dragon was covered in blood, looking like a snow-white rag that had rolled around in the blood.
The person standing to the side should be Li Youshui, since the two brothers look and dress exactly alike, making it impossible to tell them apart from their backs. His right arm is injured and hangs there, while his left hand presses against the wound on his right arm.
"There's water!" Lin Fan shouted.
Li Youshui shuddered and turned around in surprise. Lin Fan happened to see the torn forearm in front of him.
When Li Youshui saw that it was Lin Fan, he smiled and said, "Daoist, it's my brother. He injured me and ran away."
Lin Fan pointed to the hand on the ground, "What happened here?"
Li Youshui shook his head. "I followed my brother here and saw this hand. I wonder who else has been murdered."
Lin Fan didn't have time to explain the matter of the clone to him, and was about to leave when Li Youshui stopped him.
"Master, wait a minute, I'd like to show you this first."
As Li Youshui spoke, he pulled two books out of his pocket.
Blood Control of Spirit Beasts
The Method of Transforming Spirit Beasts into Dragons
(I finished writing the second chapter just before the deadline today. I hope I can finish it earlier tomorrow.)
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