chewing dragon

Chapter 23 Jun is not a tiger, An Zhihu's joy

Seeing the boy's blade strike, the half-human, half-tiger monster opened its mouth and let out a roar, which didn't sound like a human voice, but more like a tiger's howl.

Following this roar, a gust of evil wind spewed out from its mouth, and accompanied by a strong stench, it rushed straight to the boy's face.

The stench permeated his brain, and Qi Jingzhi's breathing couldn't help but stagnate, and his movements also slowed down by half a minute.

The monster took the opportunity to turn its head to the right, narrowly avoiding the sharp blade.

Its hands that were originally in harmony were separated suddenly, and its left arm was thrown upwards, just hitting Qi Jingzhi's right wrist, and immediately swung the bull-eared sharp knife away violently.

Almost at the same time, its right hand turned into a claw and grabbed the boy's throat!
This turned into an elbow and armpit, Qi Jingzhi not only blocked the blade, but also opened the empty door in front of him.

The offensive and defensive momentum of both sides reversed instantly!

At a critical moment, the young man suddenly exerted force on his left foot and kicked hard on the ground, his upper body leaned back following the swung right arm, barely opening a little distance from the monster.

Almost at the same time, using his right foot as a support, he quickly raised his left knee to block it in front of him, and pushed his knee against the monster's right arm, knocking away the opponent's ferocious claw.

Without waiting for the other party to react, Qi Jingzhi's left calf flicked upwards, and the tip of his toe was like a steel awl, stabbing its jaw fiercely from bottom to top.

After receiving this ruthless blow, the monster's head suddenly fell back, and blood spurted out of its mouth immediately.

When Qi Jing succeeded in one blow, he was even more refusing to show mercy.

He didn't take back his left foot, but he kicked on the monster's chest, using his strength to jump up, his right foot took advantage of the momentum to step down hard on that fair and handsome face.

The half-human, half-tiger monster couldn't even scream, and immediately fell to the ground on its back, making a loud bang.

However, the young man who had accomplished meritorious deeds with both feet was like a flying crane treading water, and immediately flew high, leaped over the top of the monster, and flew straight to the headless statue standing on the altar.

His person was still in mid-air, but his right hand had already slashed at the headless statue without hesitation.

As soon as he entered the main hall just now, Qi Jingzhi saw the extraordinaryness of the statue, especially the monster sitting cross-legged in front of the statue and refusing to move, and even admitted that it was using the divine power in the hall to fight against the beast in the tiger's skin, so where could it be? The key, of course, is to be clear at a glance.

Seeing that the blade was about to be added to the body, the headless statue immediately changed, and a faint silver light glowed all over its body.

The silver light was like substance, when it was cut by Qi Jingzhi's blade, it immediately rippled like a stone thrown into water, but otherwise it was not damaged at all.

Qi Jing was stunned, when the sharp knife with the bull's ear pointed at Shanglu Yunzi, it was like chopping melons and vegetables, but he didn't expect that this time he returned without success.

"what!"

Almost at the same time, the monster lying on the ground suddenly trembled and let out a miserable howl.

Accompanied by this wail, the tiger skin on its body not only did not continue to fade, but began to spread back visible to the naked eye.

The snow-white and thick tiger belly resurfaced, covering the newly revealed abdominal muscles, and then gradually slowed down.

The half-human, half-tiger monster jumped up violently, and when it fell, it fell on the ground with its limbs like a wild beast. It twisted its neck and looked up at the young man on the altar. It roared angrily, "Is it really going to die? I can't get rid of this skin." , you will turn back into a bloodthirsty and cannibal tiger, and you will surely die when the time comes!"

Qi Jingzhi had already landed on the edge of the altar, so close to the headless statue, his eyebrows, hair, and clothes were all covered with a layer of silver.

He turned around and looked down at the monster that was becoming less and less human, and found that there were large areas of scorched black on its supposedly white and delicate back, and its flesh was even more messy. Yes, it was as horrible as if it had been burned.

"This injury should be caused by Dong Mao. Even if it is an ordinary tiger, even if it is a tiger spirit, it will definitely die if it is in the fire. It is no wonder that Dong Mao will be careless and let the tiger go back to the mountain."

Qi Jingzhi added some confidence in his heart, and said with a stern expression: "You exhaled like the wind just now, and your martial arts cultivation is indeed stronger than mine, but it's a pity that apart from the stench that is of little use, it is still just a common method. Did not cross the threshold of the Strong Life Realm."

"For a person like you, no matter whether you use divine power or tiger skin, it is absolutely impossible to be free. I want to make a bet with you to see which of us can't hold it first!"

The half-human, half-tiger monster was kicked in the face just now, its nose was sour and its eyes were teary, and it was red-eyed after hearing the words, completely aroused madness.

It couldn't hold back any longer, and with a roar, it was about to pounce on it.

Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi held the knife instead and stabbed at the statue behind him without hesitation, causing the silver light to rise again.

The monster had just taken off, and the two tiger legs hadn't completely left the ground, as if it had been hit by something on the back, its whole body twitched violently, and immediately the soles of its feet visibly softened, and the upper body that had just jumped fell back to the ground.

With such a delay, the tiger skin on its body has quietly spread to its chest.

The monster naturally also noticed the changes in himself, the pupils of his eyes shrank, fear flashed across his face, and he said anxiously: "Zhuzi ruined my big deal!"

It knew that it had been caught by the young man on the altar. Although it was furious and resentful, it stopped attacking in vain. Instead, it straightened its upper body anxiously, and grabbed the edge of the tiger skin on its chest with both hands!
A piece of flesh that still belonged to humans was torn off by the monster, and blood spurted out.

The monster didn't even frown, and immediately pressed down on the upturned tiger skin and ruthlessly tore it down!
Stab it!

Amidst the strange sound of tearing the silk, the tiger skin made of something unknown was torn open, the wound was dripping with blood, and there was no good meat inside.

The half-human, half-tiger monster screamed in pain, and became more and more violent. It grabbed the tiger skin with both hands, and continued to tear it recklessly, leaving itself scarred and bloody in a short while.

When Qi Jingzhi just entered the palace, half of the tiger skin on the monster's body had already fallen off. Except that he couldn't get up and move at will, he looked normal and had no pain at all. Skin yourself.

Seeing it in his eyes, the young man's heart was as hard as iron, and he felt sideways for a while, and at the same time, doubts arose in his heart: "Of course this weird tiger skin is not a good thing, but this fellow below clearly has a soft spot for cannibalism." Why do you insist on taking off the tiger's skin, even if the skin fails, you don't hesitate to skin yourself?"

"Could it be that if it is wrapped in tiger skin this time, it's not just as simple as turning back into a tiger spirit, but something that scares it will happen?"

While the thought was turning, Qi Jingzhi didn't take any action to stop it, but just watched with cold eyes.

Time passed bit by bit, blood flowed across the hall, and slowly gathered into a pool of blood, the scream of pain gradually weakened, and finally disappeared without a sound.

A naked man with a bald head and eyes closed was lying quietly in a pool of blood, his chest heaved slightly, and it seemed that he would not die for a while.

As for the tiger skin torn off by it, it has long since disappeared without a trace, leaving no trace.

Qi Jingzhi pursed his lips, and then his voice sounded in the empty hall: "I believe you used to be a human being."

Hearing this sentence, the bald man slowly opened his eyes. The whites of his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, but he finally regained a trace of clarity.

He said hoarsely: "The benefactor is satisfied now?"

Qi Jingzhi shook his head, and asked condescendingly, "What happened to that tiger skin just now?"

The bald man smiled miserably, with blood stains between his lips and teeth: "The little monk is a disciple of the Zen sect. There is a saying of the Zen tiger in this lineage. The little monk has heard many stories about eminent monks subduing tigers and fierce tigers participating in Zen from the master since childhood. Especially me He is dull in talent, unable to achieve anything in cultivation, and even dreams of being like those Zen tigers, sincere and righteous, brave and diligent, and finally achieve the right result."

"Then one day, I met a Taoist priest who called himself Tiger King. Hearing his name, I suddenly felt destined, so we sat down and talked about Taoism together. He admired the young monk's ambition very much, and presented him with a colorful floral dress, saying that as long as he wears , you can stand like a tiger, appreciate the mysterious state of mind of being brave and diligent, and you can make great progress in both Buddhism and practice!"

Speaking of this, the man who has always regarded himself as a monk slowly closed his eyes, and his voice could not hide the bitterness: "Even if the little monk didn't say anything about it, the benefactor could have guessed it if he wanted to."

"Tiger King? A Taoist priest?"

Qi Jingzhi secretly memorized the name, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "It's nothing more than that after the so-called floral dress upper body, you turned into a tiger shape, and the beastly behavior was uncontrollable. I really regarded myself as a man-eating tiger spirit. You can still get a taste of it while eating it!"

The bald young monk's face was already pale due to blood loss, and he became even more ashamed when he heard this.

He sighed, and said quietly: "The benefactor has never turned into a tiger and cannibalized people, so naturally he doesn't know the happiness when the tiger cannibalizes people. Now that I think about it, those stories about the Zen tiger listening to the scriptures are probably made up by the seniors to cheat the sesame oil money. The little monk If it's really a tiger, it's too late to eat people, how can I have time to enlighten the Tao and practice Zen?"

　Thank you old ally!It can be said that this book would not exist without Lao Dang. I don’t know where to start with a thousand words, so I must write it down!If He Zhang adds more words, it will be put on the shelves, or I can go to your house and knock one for you!Once again, I solemnly recommend Lao Dang's books, "Machine Breaking Galaxy" and "Burst God"!Similarly, without the persistent book friends from "Slaughter Dog", this book would not have gone so smoothly, thank you! ! !
　　


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