The Taste Was Really Good
Amidst the sea of clouds and atop a flying boat, a thrilling battle is raging fiercely.
Shu Huaigang, the champion of the Sect Grand Competition, was dressed in a tight-fitting outfit. His cultivation level had reached the Saint Realm Ninth Stage. The large sword in his hand seemed to be an extension of his body, radiating a chilling light.
At the start of the battle, Shu Huaigang charged into the herd of white-headed bulbuls like a brave lion.
He swung his sword, each swing unleashing a massive, almost tangible burst of energy.
The aura roared out, and wherever it passed, the Fireplume White-Headed Bulbul cried out in agony, their tattered feathers flying everywhere. Several White-headed Stilts were instantly killed by the aura.
Since the attack by this group of demonic beasts, Shu Huaigang has been like a tireless Slaughter machine. His figure moves freely among the white-headed bulbuls, and in the blink of an eye, no less than 100 white-headed bulbuls have lost their Yellow Springs.
However, as time passed by, the number of white-haired old men seemed endless.
At this moment, facing the densely packed white-haired old men surging in like a tide, Shu Huaigang couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache.
The prolonged, high-intensity fighting gradually caused his arms to sag and his hands to begin to feel weak.
Looking at the densely packed white-headed old men in front of him, he muttered to himself: When will we ever finish killing them all?
These white-headed old men were not as foolish as ordinary monsters; they were extremely intelligent and quickly realized that Shu Huaigang was the most troublesome creature.
So they quickly changed tactics. Dozens, or even hundreds, of high-ranking white-headed bulbuls took flight at the same time, circled in the air for a moment, and then swooped down on Shu Huaigang like arrows, launching a fierce attack on him.
In an instant, Shu Huaigang was caught in a fierce battle.
The white-headed bulbuls attacked from all directions, their sharp claws flashing coldly through the air.
Although Shu Huaigang fought back with all his might, he was ultimately outnumbered and faced danger repeatedly.
His body was covered in scratches from the white-headed old man, some so deep they revealed bone, and blood gushed out like a fountain, staining his clothes red.
Not far away, Liu Shuyao was also engaged in a fierce battle with the white-haired old men.
As the second disciple in this Sect Grand Competition, she possessed a graceful figure yet exuded a heroic spirit.
Holding a long whip, which moved like a nimble venomous snake in her hand, each lash accompanied by a whooshing sound as it precisely struck the white-haired old men who approached her.
Wherever the whip touched, several white-headed bulbuls were whipped to pieces, falling to the ground with pitiful cries.
When Liu Shuyao had cleared away all the white-haired old men around her, she looked up and saw that Shu Huaigang was in dire straits.
A look of anxiety instantly appeared on her beautiful face, and she rushed towards Shu Huaigang without hesitation.
She moved with lightning speed, her long whip leaving a trail of afterimages behind her.
"Senior Brother Shu, don't panic, I'm here to help you!" Liu Shuyao shouted as she rushed forward.
Upon hearing Liu Shuyao's voice, Shu Huaigang felt a surge of warmth in his heart, but he had no time to respond and could only concentrate on dealing with the crisis before him.
Liu Shuyao swiftly charged into the encirclement of the white-headed old men, her long whip drawing dazzling circles in the air, repelling those old men who attempted to attack Shu Huaigang's back.
"Thank you very much, Junior Sister Liu!" Shu Huaigang said gratefully, taking advantage of the brief respite.
"Senior brother, you're too kind. If we fight side by side, we'll definitely be able to defeat these monsters!" Liu Shuyao replied firmly.
The two stood back to back, forming a defensive formation.
Seeing that they could not break through in the short term, the white-headed bulbuls circled in the air, emitting sharp cries, as if they were discussing their attack strategy.
Shu Huaigang adjusted his breathing slightly, feeling the warmth and trust emanating from Liu Shuyao behind him.
He gripped the large sword tightly in his hand and whispered, "Junior sister, if they attack later, I will attack from the front, and you will be responsible for the defense of the sides and rear. Don't let them have any chance to take advantage."
"Yes!" Liu Shuyao answered briefly and forcefully.
Moments later, the white-haired old men launched another attack.
This time, their attack was even more ferocious. Several level-seven white-headed bulbuls were the first to pounce on Shu Huaigang, their claws flashing with a ghostly blue light that sent chills down one's spine.
Shu Huaigang shouted, his Spiritual Power surging, and the light on his sword burst forth. He took a step forward and swung his sword at the white-headed old men.
The Saber Qi Unleashed clashed with the white-headed old man's attack, emitting a strong energy fluctuation.
Meanwhile, Liu Shuyao was not idle either.
Her long whip, like a nimble Flood Dragon, under her skillful control, accurately lashed out at the white-haired old men who were attacking from the side and rear.
The long whip collided with the white-headed old men's bodies, making a crackling sound, and each lash disrupted the rhythm of their attack.
With the two working closely together, the attacks of the white-haired old men were thwarted time and time again.
But they were not willing to accept defeat, and they kept adjusting their tactics, sometimes attacking in a dispersed manner, and sometimes concentrating their forces to break through a single point.
Shu Huaigang and Liu Shuyao gradually developed a better understanding of each other during the battle. They seemed to have a telepathic connection, able to Prediction each other's movements and the direction of the white-headed old man's attacks.
Suddenly, Shu Huaigang noticed an anomaly among the group of white-headed bulbuls.
It was an exceptionally large Fireplume White-Headed Bulbul.
Its feathers shimmered with an eerie light as it hovered above the flock of birds, constantly issuing various commands.
Shu Huaigang's heart skipped a beat, and he whispered, "Junior Sister, I'm going to kill the leader of that white-headed bulbul. Be careful!"
"Be careful, senior brother!"
"Thu!"
Shu Huaigang gave a brief reply, seized the opportunity, and with a flash, rushed towards the white-headed old man like a ghost.
The white-headed old men sensed Shu Huaigang's intentions and tried to stop him, but Liu Shuyao's long whip acted like a barrier, firmly blocking their path.
Shu Huaigang sped along, and wherever he went, the white-haired old men hesitated to move forward in fear of his immense aura.
Finally, Shu Huaigang arrived in front of the white-headed bulbul leader.
When the Fireplume White-Headed Bulbul saw Shu Huaigang approaching, a look of fear appeared in its eyes, but it still pounced on Shu Huaigang without showing any weakness.
Shu Huaigang snorted coldly, raised the large sword high in his hand, gathered all his Spiritual Power into the sword, and then slashed down fiercely.
This attack, gathering all the power of his Saint Realm Ninth Stage, was like a rainbow piercing the sun, slashing straight towards the old man with white hair.
Pfft!
The old man with white hair wanted to escape, but it was too late.
The aura instantly slashed through its body, and it let out a shrill scream as its massive body plummeted from the sky.
With the death of their leader, the white-headed old men flock immediately fell into chaos.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Liu Shuyao launched a fierce counterattack, her long whip dancing in the air like a blur of light, defeating the commandless old men in a rout.
Shu Huaigang and Liu Shuyao looked in Hua Qiang's direction, and then they were so angry that they almost burst into tears.
Because Hua Qiang actually sat on the deck and started roasting this Fireplume White-Headed Bulbul.
And while eating, he kept praising it, saying, "Not bad, the taste is really good!"