Seeing the young man's blade coming towards him, the half-human, half-tiger monster opened its mouth and let out a roar. It didn't sound like a human voice, but more like a tiger's roar.
Following this roar, a stream of demonic wind spurted out from its mouth, accompanied by a strong fishy smell and hitting the young man's face.
The stench penetrated his brain, Qi Jingzhi's breathing couldn't help but stagnate, and his movements slowed down by half a minute.
The monster took the opportunity to tilt its head to the right, narrowly avoiding the sharp blade.
Its originally joined hands suddenly separated, and its left arm was raised upwards, hitting Qi Jingzhi's right wrist, and immediately swung the sharp knife away fiercely.
Almost at the same time, its right hand turned into a claw and went straight for the boy's throat!
This time, his elbows and armpits grew. Not only was Qi Jingzhi's blade blocked, but the door in front of him was wide open.
The offensive and defensive momentum of both sides reversed instantly!
At the critical moment, the boy's left foot suddenly exerted force and kicked hard on the ground. His upper body followed the swing of his right arm and he leaned back, barely opening a little distance between him and the monster.
Almost at the same time, he used his right foot as a support, quickly raised his left knee in front of him, and pushed his knee against the monster's right arm, knocking away the opponent's vicious claws.
Without waiting for the opponent to react, Qi Jingzhi's left calf suddenly flicked upward, and his toes were like steel awls, stabbing the opponent's lower jaw hard from bottom to top.
After receiving this severe blow, the monster's head jerked back, and blood spurted out of its mouth.
Qi Jing succeeded in hitting him, but he showed no mercy at all.
Without retracting his left foot, he kicked on the monster's chest. He took advantage of the force and stepped down hard on the fair and handsome face with his right foot.
The half-human, half-tiger monster couldn't even utter a scream, and immediately fell on its back to the ground with a loud bang.
The young man who had made great achievements with both feet flew high like a crane treading water, leaping over the monster's head and flying straight to the headless statue standing on the altar.
His person was still in the air, but his right hand had already drawn the sword again, slashing at the headless statue without hesitation.
As soon as he entered the hall, Qi Jingzhi saw how extraordinary this statue was, especially when the monster sat cross-legged in front of the statue and refused to move. He even admitted that he was using the divine power in the hall to fight against the beastly nature in the tiger skin. So where was it? The key is naturally obvious.
Just as the blade was about to strike, the headless statue immediately changed, with a faint silver light glowing all over its body.
This silver light was like substance. When it was struck 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 startled. When he used the sharp knife against Lu Yunzi, it was like chopping melons and vegetables. He didn't expect that this time it would be in vain.
"ah!"
Almost at the same time, the monster lying on the ground suddenly shook and let out a miserable wail.
Along with this wailing, the tiger skin on its body not only did not continue to fade, but began to spread back visibly to the naked eye.
The snow-white and thick tiger belly reappeared, covering all the newly exposed abdominal muscles, and then gradually slowed down.
The half-man, half-tiger monster suddenly jumped up, and when it fell, it laid its limbs on the ground like a wild beast, twisted its neck and looked up at the young man on the altar, and roared: "Are you really going to die? I can't shed this skin. , you will turn back into a bloodthirsty and cannibalistic tiger, and you will definitely die by then!"
Qi Jingzhi has landed on the edge of the altar, very close to the headless statue, and his eyebrows, hair, and clothes are also coated with a layer of silver light.
He turned around and looked down at the increasingly inhuman monster, and found that its supposedly white and delicate back had large areas of scorched black, and its skin and flesh were even more messy, with various colors including black, red, and yellow. Yes, it was as miserable as if it had been burned by fire.
"This injury should be Dong Mao's handiwork. Even if an ordinary tiger takes such a beating and is caught in a fire, it will definitely die. It's no wonder that Dong Mao was careless and let the tiger return to the mountain."
Qi Jingzhi gained some confidence in his heart and said with a stern expression: "You breathed out like the wind just now. Your martial arts cultivation is indeed better than mine. It's a pity that apart from the stench that is of little use, it is still just a common method. If you want to be the same as me, you still can't do it." I haven’t crossed the threshold of the Zhuang Destiny Realm.”
"For people like you, no matter whether you rely on divine power or use tiger skin, it will never be completely cost-effective. I would like to make a bet with you to see who of us can't hold on first!"
The half-human, half-tiger monster had just been kicked in the face. His nose was sore and his eyes were filled with tears. When he heard this, his eyes were red, and he was completely aroused.
It couldn't hold it back any longer, and with a roar, it was about to pounce.
Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi held the knife in his hand and stabbed the statue behind him without hesitation, causing the silver light to ripple again.
The monster had just taken off, and its two tiger legs had not completely left the ground. It was as if something hit its spine. It twitched violently. Immediately, the soles of its feet visibly softened, and the upper body that had just jumped fell back to the ground.
With just such a delay, the tiger skin on its body had quietly spread to its chest.
Naturally, the monster noticed the changes in his body. His pupils shrank, a look of fear flashed across his face, and he said anxiously: "Shu Zi is ruining my life!"
It knew that its weak point had been grasped by the young man on the altar. Although it was furious and angry, it no longer launched an attack in vain. Instead, it straightened up its upper body anxiously and scratched the edge of the tiger skin on its chest with both hands!
A piece of human flesh was immediately torn off by the monster, and blood spurted out.
The monster didn't even frown. He immediately held down the warped tiger skin and tore it off hard!
Stab!
Amidst the strange cracking sound, the tiger skin made of an unknown substance was torn open with a large gash. The wound was dripping with blood, and there was no good piece of meat inside.
The half-human, half-tiger monster screamed in pain and became more and more ferocious. It grabbed the tiger skin with both hands and continued to tear it apart without hesitation. After a while, it left itself scarred and covered in blood.
When Qi Jingzhi entered the palace, the monster had already shed half of its tiger skin. Apart from being unable to get up and move at will, it looked as normal and without any pain. At this time, it was forced to have no choice but to turn the skin into itself. Skin yourself.
The young man looked at it, even though his heart was as strong as iron. He looked sideways for a moment, and at the same time, he also had doubts in his heart: "Of course this weird tiger skin is not a good thing, but this guy down there clearly has a soft spot for cannibalism. , why do you still insist on peeling off the tiger skin, and even do it at the expense of skinning yourself when the skin is not peeled off?"
"Could it be that if it is wrapped in tiger skin this time, it will not just turn into a tiger spirit, but something will happen that scares it?"
While his thoughts were turning, Qi Jingzhi did not take action to stop him, but just watched indifferently.
Time passed bit by bit, and blood flowed across the hall, slowly gathering into a pool of blood. The painful screams gradually weakened, and finally disappeared silently.
A naked bald man lay quietly in a pool of blood with his eyes closed, his chest rising and falling slightly, and it looked like he might not be dead for a while.
As for the tiger skin that was torn off by it, it had mysteriously disappeared without leaving any trace.
Qi Jingzhi pursed his lips, and his voice immediately sounded in the empty hall: "I believe you are once a human being."
After hearing these words, the bald man slowly opened his eyes. The whites of his eyes were covered with dense bloodshot eyes, but he finally regained some clarity.
He said hoarsely: "Is the donor 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 young monk is a disciple of the Zen sect. There is a saying about Zen tigers in this lineage. The young monk has heard his master tell many stories about eminent monks subduing tigers and fierce tigers meditating in Zen since he was a child. Especially me. If you have dull qualifications and have no achievements in cultivation, you even dream of being like those Zen tigers, sincere and righteous, brave and diligent, and finally achieve enlightenment."
"Then one day, I met a Taoist priest who called himself Tiger King. When I heard his name, I suddenly felt connected, so we sat down and discussed Taoism together. He admired the young monk's ambition very much, and even gave me a colorful flower dress as a gift, saying that as long as I put it on , you can become the body of a tiger, appreciate the mysterious state of mind of bravery and diligence, and be able to make thousands of miles in both Buddhism and practice!"
At this point, the man who always regarded himself as a monk slowly closed his eyes and couldn't hide the bitterness in his tone: "Even if the young monk didn't tell me what happened next, the donor would have guessed it."
"Tiger Lord? Taoist priest?"
Qi Jingzhi secretly wrote down the name, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "It's just that after you put on that so-called floral dress, you changed into the shape of a tiger, and your bestiality became uncontrollable. You really regarded yourself as a man-eating tiger spirit. Eat I learned a lot about it while eating it!”
The bald young monk's face had long turned pale because he had lost a lot of blood, and he became even more dejected after hearing these words.
He sighed and said quietly: "The donor has never transformed into a tiger to eat people, so naturally he doesn't know the joy of tigers eating people. Now that I think about it, those stories about Zen tigers listening to scriptures were probably made up by the seniors to defraud money from sesame oil. Little monk If it is really a fierce tiger and it is too late to eat people, how can it have free time to realize Taoism and practice Zen?"
