Chapter 312: Enmity (1/2)

Finally, while slashing around an opportunity appeared in front of Lin Mu's eyes and he used flicker to pass through the beast, making it a bit disoriented. The short sword returned to his hand, and he poured spirit qi into it, and not just any spirit qi but rather the liquid spirit qi.

This was the first time he had used the liquid spirit qi drops to amplify his short sword, and the effect was quite obvious. The short sword hummed with power, and a grey glow covered its edges.

”HAA!” Lin Mu shouted as he stabbed the Short sword towards the beast.

Lin Mu knew that while a slash may be blocked by the metallic sheen of the beast's skin, a stab might not be.

~Thuck~

~Splatter~

And just as he had expected, the short sword pierced through the neck of the beast rather effortlessly. But Lin Mu had underestimated the vitality of the beast, as it was still not dead, and while it cried in pain, it was still resisting him.

”Damn, this is one tough beast!” Lin Mu cursed.

”Trunk faced cows are known for their defensive abilities and vitality. Their bloodline ability not only increases this by threefold but also increases their offensive abilities by letting them grow extremely hard horns and tusks.” Xukong quickly informed.

Lin Mu listened to his words but did not lose focus.

”If one stab didn't work, then ten more should do the trick,” Lin Mu stated before drawing the short sword back.

But he found it to be stuck in the neck of the beast.

”What the…” Lin Mu uttered before he saw the muscles of the beast's neck twitch.

'The beast is using his muscles to squeeze the short sword?' Lin Mu realized.

Seeing that this would not work, Lin Mu immediately used another strategy. He used flicker and the short sword was effortlessly pulled out of the beast. No blood was stuck to the sword either, letting it stay clean and shiny.

”Huh, I gotta keep this in mind when I clean the short sword next time…” Lin Mu muttered with a little amazement.

The beast had clearly not expected for Lin Mu to do something like this and staggered due to it losing the pivot it was putting its strength in i.e. the short sword. It stumbled to the left, and Lin Mu had an idea in that instant.

He simply blinked to the side the beast was stumbling towards and pointed the short sword towards it.

~Shing~

~Slick~

In the next moment, the short sword was buried in the beast's jaw and pierced through the palate into the brain. Lin Mu didn't even need to push the short sword, rather the beast did it on its own as it had lost its balance and collided with the sharp tip.

The weight of the beast did most of the job and all Lin Mu had to do was to hold his ground, which was relatively easy, as the weight of the beast was sufficient for Lin Mu to handle. He had not tested his raw strength yet, but knew that he could easily lift a couple of tons.

The beast let out a few more grunts before all life faded away from its body.