Chapter 152 (2/2)
“Darn fatty, if I can’t catch you, don’t tell me I can’t do anything to this la.s.s? I will tear her apart right in front of your eyes!” As he said that, he pounced towards Han Bing’er with a roar.
Although Han Bing’er seems to be in meditation, she was actually awake. Her injuries were simply too severe and she lost too much blood essence. She would not be able to recover in just a short period of time. As such, her meditation was just for show. The moment the Earth Traversing Beast charged at her, she immediately woke up. With her grave injuries, it was impossible for her to move at all. She could only look at the frightening Earth Traversing Beast charge at her, with the beast’s odious breath approaching her face. At this moment, Han Bing’er no longer had any expectations to survive. She shut her eyes and waited for her death.
But, just at the final moment, Little Fatty miraculously appeared beside her again, charging towards the frightening 4th grade demonic beast.
As the beast cultivator saw that, he was elated. He struck out its claw, in order to tear Little Fatty asunder. The way he saw it, Little Fatty was already considered a dead man by now. As a 4th grade demonic beast, its combat prowess may not be high but its arm strength was extremely frightening. Combined with the terrifying sharpness of its claws, this single attack would probably destroy even low-grade magical tools. Even if this darn fatty were full of muscles, he couldn’t be harder than a magical tool, right?
Following the roars of the Earth Traversing Beast, the sharp claws landed on Little Fatty’s chest. With a loud tearing sound, Little Fatty’s robe was torn apart. At the same time, blood began to spray out, filling the face of the demonic beast with blood.
The beast cultivator who successfully attacked Little Fatty was not happy, he was shocked. This was because he felt that the claws did not seriously injure Little Fatty. It was as though he attacked an extremely strong magical artifact. Although he broke the skin, he was unable to deal a fatal blow.
The beast cultivator was at a complete loss for words. How could a person’s fleshly body be so strong? Even if it was a bodily cultivator who focused fully on body training, he shouldn’t be able to defend against the claws of a 4th grade demonic beast at the XianTian stage. Plus, this darn fatty was obviously a lightning cultivator. How could this be possible?
Just as this beast cultivator was in a daze, Little Fatty who was wounded attacked in rage. Ever since he made his debut, this was the first time he was wounded. Even when he was attacked by 4 foundational cultivators, he was still able to retreat without any injury. Now, he was wounded by this despicable person. Although the wound was only about a centimeter deep, it still hurts! 10 claws, 10 different 2 feet long wounds scattered all over his chest, hurt him to the point he broke out in cold sweat. As the feeling of pain reached his brain, it did not draw out any fear. Instead, it made him enraged. As such, Little Fatty who was completely filled with anger forgot to use his magical artifacts or divine lightning. He instinctively used the most direct and violent method, his fists!
Little Fatty’s iron fists, together with the might of his thick arms, broke through the air in high speed. The gust of wind generated from it even tore the clothes on his arm apart! Following which, a mellow crack could be heard. It was as though a wooden table had just been smashed apart.
Little Fatty’s fist smashed right into the chin of the Earth Traversing Beast. Next, a scene which shocked everyone happened. The head of the 4th-grade demonic beast was blown away by a single fist from Little Fatty! The one-foot thick neck was broken like it was a blade of gra.s.s, and the pungent blood sprayed 30 feet high. At the same time, the beast cultivator who was in meditation also cried out in pain. After he puked out a mouthful of blood, he landed back onto the floor. Obviously, because his natal beast was killed, his spirit was injured resulting in serious injuries.
Despite lying on the floor, he still struggled to get up and shouted at Little Fatty with a bewildered expression, “Impossible! How can there be such a strong body in the world! Even a foundational bodily cultivator wouldn’t be so strong!”
As Han Bing’er who escaped from death saw Little Fatty risked his life again for her sake, her feelings immediately became complicated. She was not one adept in expressing her emotions. Thus, she did not say anything but only offered a piece of cloth for Little Fatty to wipe away the blood.
“Thanks, junior sister!” Little Fatty also did not stand on ceremony. With thanks, he took the cloth which still had Han Bing’er’s warmth and wiped the blood on his chest. Then, he coldly replied the beast cultivator, “I just have thick skin and strong muscles, what can you do about that?”
As the beast cultivator heard that, he almost died from anger. Then, he frustratedly replied, “So what if your skin is thick and muscles strong, you are still going to die today!”
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