leonardwarren Chapter 84 The Mountain
Chapter 84 The Mountain
While on the run, Lu Lin thought of a question.
Wolves and canines are both social animals.
Whether it's a wolf in the wild or a stray dog in the city, they all fight as a team.
If it were the same fighting power as that monster from before, even with his fully mastered Golden Bell Shield, Lu Lin could only hold out for a little longer.
If you want to survive, you have to kill the monster.
With his signature moves like the General-Slaying Saber, the Nine-Turning Slash, and the Fierce Tiger Fist, Lu Lin couldn't help but lament that he knew too few martial arts techniques and lacked a decisive killing move.
After assessing his own strength, Lu Lin confirmed that his greatest advantage against these demonic beasts lay in his defense.
With the enhancement of skin refining and the Dragon-Tiger Golden Bell Shield, Lu Lin's defense was terrifyingly strong.
Although there were quite a few monsters behind him, Lu Lin was not without a chance.
stop!
Lu Lin stopped.
Turn around.
Two of the maned hounds chasing behind him couldn't brake in time and rushed into Lu Lin's line of sight.
opportunity!
Lu Lin flashed forward, leaping into the air. While still in mid-air, he raised his sword and thrust it straight at the eye of a maned dog.
The thorn, imbued with Lu Lin's full power, actually pierced through the maned dog's eyes, penetrated its brain, and exited from the back of its head.
"Waaah."
The maned dog let out its final mournful cry and died completely.
Faced with the death of its companion, the other maned dog did not flinch at all, but instead fiercely pounced on him and bit Lu Lin's arm.
"You want to eat me too?!"
Lu Lin roared angrily.
With a backhand slash, he swept the blade across the maned dog's abdomen.
Both wolves and dogs share a common characteristic: they have heads of bronze, bones of iron, and waists of tofu.
Lu Lin had never killed a similar monster before, but he knew this information.
The precious sword struck the maned dog, leaving a bloody gash.
"Not broken?"
Although the attack was hasty, Lu Lin himself was incredibly strong, yet the maned dog was basically unharmed.
"Then let's do it again."
Lu Lin slashed again with his sword.
However, the opportunity vanished in an instant.
There were at least a dozen maned dogs chasing after them.
Seeing Lu Lin being bitten by his companion, the remaining maned dogs each took on their respective roles.
Some bit Lu Lin's ankles, some bit his thighs, and some bit his right hand.
In an instant, Lu Lin was covered in maned dogs.
"Am I going to die here?"
"A mere dozen or so maned dogs think they can kill me?"
Lu Lin was furious.
Ever since arriving in the Fog Zone, he has felt frustrated in every way.
Unable to see or hear, Mr. Hou left and was ambushed by a maned dog.
At this moment, it was bitten by more than a dozen animals.
Lu Lin simply threw away the precious sword.
He disregarded the two maned dogs on his arms, grabbed the head that was biting his waist with both hands, and tore it apart forcefully.
The maned dog was in so much pain that its tongue was sticking out 20 or 30 centimeters.
"Go ahead and bite, go ahead and bite!"
Lu Lin continued to exert force, and finally, the tough dog skin could no longer withstand Lu Lin's strength.
Splash!
Blood splattered everywhere.
Lu Lin seemed undecided.
Throwing away the mangled dog carcass, Lu Lin grabbed the next maneed dog.
"Are your bones very hard?"
"Let me see how hard you are!"
Lu Lin punched the dog on the head, and with a thud, the maned dog loosened its mouth and fell to the ground.
It still has two teeth left on Lu Lin's thigh.
"Again!"
While the maned dog whimpered in pain, Lu Lin punched it repeatedly in the skull.
Bang bang bang.
Soon, the maned dog's limbs went limp, and it died foaming at the mouth.
Even in death, its skull was not broken by Lu Lin.
His brain had been smashed into a complete mess by Lu Lin.
carry on.
Seeing that the dog's head was indeed very hard, Lu Lin did not insist. He grabbed the two maned dogs and a smile appeared on his face.
"Is the dog's head hard?"
"Then let me see whose head is harder."
The two dog heads collided.
The dog's paws kept struggling.
But this attack couldn't even break Lu Lin's skin.
He kept colliding with it.
The heads of the two maned dogs remained intact until they died.
"You're really tough. I declare that both of your dog heads are equally tough."
Lu Lin continued.
At this point, his fighting style had nothing to do with any martial arts techniques or swordsmanship.
It relies solely on pure power.
Use dog heads as weapons to attack other dog heads.
Boom boom, boom boom.
It's like beating a drum.
Before long, he had killed all the maned dogs that were biting Lu Lin.
Only one or two escaped.
"Awesome! Is this the fighting style of the Four Saints Sect? Definitely the violent, muscular style!"
This battle was exhilarating for Lu Lin.
Swordsmanship and fist techniques are completely useless in this kind of battle.
"Lu Lin—"
"Where are you--"
Ok?
Just then, Lu Lin heard Mr. Hou's voice and that of a stranger.
It seems Mr. Hou is looking for him.
"Mr. Hou, I'm here!"
Lu Lin shouted loudly.
"Master, Master, Lu Lin is ahead, I can hear his voice."
Mr. Hou was somewhat agitated.
Lu Lin was his promising disciple, and if he were to die in the mist like this, he would never be able to forgive himself for the rest of his life.
When Mr. Hou arrived, he couldn't help but stare in astonishment upon seeing the maned dogs lying dead on the ground beside Lu Lin, their deaths gruesome.
"Lu Lin, did you kill all of these people?"
"No, they came to me and started killing each other." Lu Lin rolled his eyes at Mr. Hou, annoyed. Wasn't he just asking a question he already knew the answer to?
"Uh..." Mr. Hou was taken aback and didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Manshan, after all these years, you still haven't grown a single brain." A voice came from behind Mr. Hou.
Immediately, the owner of the voice came to Lu Lin.
An old farmer.
This was Lu Lin's first impression of the visitor.
He wore an old gray robe and a pair of old black cloth shoes with holes in the big toe area. The edges of the shoes and the hem of the robe were covered in mud.
He held a sheep shovel in his left hand and a tobacco pipe in his right.
His skin was dark, his face was full of wrinkles, and he exuded a kind and honest temperament, as if he had been working hard in the fields.
"Little Lu, not bad, not bad. You've already killed so many maned hounds even before you've finished refining your bones. That's really impressive."
"Lu Lin, have you not yet paid your respects to your grandmaster?"
Lu Lin quickly cupped his hands and respectfully said, "Greetings, Grandmaster."
"Huh? What grandmaster? We're from the same sect, and I haven't taught you anything. Just call me Old Zhang or Zhang Dahong. You've killed so many maned hounds, it's good that we can have some extra food."
Zhang Dahong has an ordinary appearance and an ordinary name, but what's extraordinary about him is his magnanimity.
Mr. Hou was about to say something when Zhang Dahong shoved him aside, glaring at him and saying, "Manshan, have you forgotten what you're supposed to be doing because you haven't been back for so long? Go gather firewood. Do I have to teach you how to gather firewood again?"
"Yes, yes, yes."
Mr. Hou was clearly not as tall as Zhang Dahong, but in front of him, he could only be scolded like a grandson.
Lu Lin left with Zhang Dahong, while Mr. Hou stayed to clean up the monster corpses and collect firewood to take back.