Chapter 31

Too fast, it's too fast!

With his keen eyesight, Qin Peng could only see a black shadow. The speed was incredibly fast. Before he could react, the figure had already rushed in front of the group, and a massive palm struck directly at a student's chest.

Boom!

A loud noise echoed as the student's chest caved in completely. Blood spurted out from his pores, and he collapsed, lifeless.

"You're going to die!"

Taking advantage of this brief pause, the lightsaber in Qin Peng's hand suddenly extended to over three meters long. With a flash, the bright blue light streaked through the air, dazzling and brilliant.

Tiger raised his giant sword slightly, and with a clank, the lightsaber was blocked.

"How is this possible?" Qin Peng looked at the scene in disbelief. In his mind, the Tigran people, who wielded primitive weapons, should not be able to block his lightsaber.

In most cases, a lightsaber was invincible.

On the giant sword, countless runes flowed, like tiny tadpoles swimming, actually blocking Qin Peng's attack. Qin Peng's pupils contracted sharply, and he pushed off with his feet, instantly retreating. At the same time, Tiger lashed out with his tail, which whistled through the air and struck directly at Qin Peng's chest.

This attack was both fast and sudden, like a bolt of lightning.

Bang!

Although Qin Peng had prepared to retreat, the attack was still too fast. The tip of the tail hit his chest, causing his clothes to tear. He was thrown back several meters and crashed into a tree, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Worthless!" Looking at the motionless Qin Peng on the ground, Tiger's face showed a mocking smile.

Run!

No one had the will to fight anymore. Their only option was to flee. The remaining six people, except for Su Shiyue, each ran in different directions.

Tiger's smile became even more mocking. He waved his right hand, and the giant sword flew out of his palm, whistling into the jungle.

A student who was still running suddenly felt a chill in his chest. A sharp blade pierced through his chest, and with a whoosh, the giant sword circled and cut toward another direction.

"You die!" Su Shiyue moved, deeply understanding that the moment the rune weapon left Tiger's hand was his weakest point, the best opportunity to kill him.

Swish! Swish!

Two large knives swung like a whirlwind, and Su Shiyue pushed her strength to the limit.

"Good! Good!" Tiger's face showed a faint smile. He suddenly raised his hands, lightly grasping Su Shiyue's two large knives, and his smile became more sinister: "To fight to the death, human woman, I have to admire your skills!"

Saying this, Tiger suddenly released his hands and looked at Su Shiyue with a mocking gaze: "Woman, I'll give you a chance. Before my flying sword kills your companions, you can attack me freely. I won't kill you!"

Seeing the mocking look in Tiger's eyes, Su Shiyue felt a wave of sorrow.

Playing with a mouse like a cat?

She never thought she would die like this. But at this moment, Su Shiyue understood that she must fight with all her might; this was her best chance.

The two long knives swung wildly, striking fiercely at Tiger.

It must be said that Su Shiyue had considerable skill with knives, moving like flowing clouds and running water. However, the gap between her and Tiger was too great. Despite her proficient knife skills, she could not truly harm Tiger.

Another one died!

Tiger easily avoided Su Shiyue's attack, his face showing a deep mocking smile.

Su Shiyue panicked, and a slight flaw appeared in her knife technique. Tiger's body flickered, and he suddenly appeared in front of Su Shiyue. He flicked his right finger, and it struck heavily on Su Shiyue's right shoulder.

Puff!

Su Shiyue was thrown back over ten meters, losing her grip on the long knife in her right hand, which clattered to the ground. A large hole appeared in her right shoulder, blood gushing out, and her face turned deathly pale.

"Three are already dead!" Tiger grinned, slowly saying, "Two remain. You have only one knife and one hand left. Attack me! I won't kill you!"

Su Shiyue bit her lip tightly and charged at Tiger again.

Her movements were much slower, and the blood from her right shoulder continued to flow, further depleting her strength.

Tiger murmured, "One more left!"

As he spoke, his left hand struck heavily on Su Shiyue's abdomen, and she was thrown back, struggling to stand up, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood.

"The last one is dead!" Tiger's smile grew even wider. "Now, I should send you to hell!"

As he spoke, Tiger suddenly reached out, and with a whistling sound, the flying sword rapidly flew back to his hand.

"The last one is dead, but you seem to have forgotten me!" At this moment, a cold voice echoed behind Tiger.

Tiger turned his head sharply and saw Qin Peng, who had somehow gotten up from the ground. A bright blue light flashed fiercely in front of him. The flying sword was just a hair's breadth away from his hand, and he had almost no time to dodge.

This guy has perfect timing!

He pretended to be dead at first, then took advantage of the flying sword leaving his hand. But that wasn't all; he had been waiting for the best moment.

The moment the flying sword returned to his hand was also the moment he was most relaxed.

At this moment, his vigilance was at its lowest, and with his back to Qin Peng, he was caught off guard.

There was no way to dodge!

Tiger's body flickered, avoiding his vital points. With a whoosh, the lightsaber pierced deeply into Tiger's chest, blood spurting out. Tiger lunged forward, and his hands struck heavily on Qin Peng's shoulders.

Boom!

Qin Peng felt his shoulders shatter, and he flew out like a broken kite. Before he could fly away, he suddenly felt his neck tighten, and Tiger had already locked his throat.

Qin Peng felt his breathing constrict, almost choking to death.

"Good job!" Tiger held the flying sword in his right hand and the lightsaber in his left, slowly pulling them out of his body, blood gushing out. The Tigran's smile became more sinister: "So many humans haven't hurt me, but you, so weak, have actually injured me!"

Qin Peng's face turned bright red, and he kicked Tiger's wound with his right foot.

Bang!

Tiger's face showed a pained expression, never expecting Qin Peng to still attack at this moment. He picked up Qin Peng with his thick tail and slammed him into the ground.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Qin Peng felt intense pain throughout his body, not knowing how many bones were broken. Tiger held Qin Peng's throat in front of him, and Qin Peng's consciousness was almost gone, unable to breathe with his throat locked.

Tiger laughed, "Human boy, you're good. As a special reward, let me taste your little heart!"

As he spoke, Tiger suddenly waved his right hand, and the flying sword whistled out of his hand, cutting toward Su Shiyue, who was about to attack from behind. With a whoosh, the blade pierced Su Shiyue's abdomen, pinning her to a tree.

Su Shiyue's pupils contracted sharply, and her body trembled violently, but she had no strength left to move.

Tiger raised his hand slightly, slowly piercing Qin Peng's chest, slightly loosening his tail to let Qin Peng breathe. As his consciousness returned, Qin Peng immediately felt the intense pain in his chest.

Watching Tiger's fingers slowly pierce his chest, he could easily feel them approaching his heart.

Am I going to die?

Qin Peng's face showed a helpless smile: "I really don't want to die. I finally got the essence of the Heavenly Extreme Martial God, and I was about to make a name for myself, but I'm going to die here!"

Seeing the unwillingness on Qin Peng's face, Tiger smiled. He enjoyed seeing humans like this. He knew that humans, these demons, had destroyed his home, making the Tigran people live like pigs and dogs.

Torturing humans was Tiger's hobby.

Puff!

Five rough fingers pierced deeply into Qin Peng's chest, grabbing his heart. Qin Peng's pupils contracted sharply, and everything went black.

(The End)

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