Miraculous Dodge

"Go!"

Qin Dadi didn't waste a word—he charged forward first, a deep brown rock layer rapidly condensing on his body surface. In an instant, he transformed into a stone man.

Boom!

Two fireballs arced around Qin Dadi, tracing two half-moon curves through the air, one left and one right, shooting toward the Spirit Cat.

"Heh~"

The Spirit Cat's lips curled upward, faintly revealing sharp teeth. With a light tap of his foot, he turned into a black shadow and flashed away, letting the two fireballs collide midair.

Shua~

The Spirit Cat leaped lightly, pouncing on Liu Zhaozhao with ghostly speed.

Liu Zhaozhao was already prepared. Flames burst from her body, and in an instant, she became a fire person.

Seeing this, the Spirit Cat immediately halted his steps, as if inertia didn't exist for him.

Just then, a blade light flared from the side.

Xiao Yunlong gripped his Black-patterned Battle Saber, azure light coiling around the blade. A Cyclone Slash chopped straight at the Spirit Cat's head.

The Spirit Cat twisted his body, seeming boneless, letting the saber graze past the tip of his nose in an eerily graceful posture. Then he swung a claw back, tearing at Xiao Yunlong's face.

Xiao Yunlong immediately leaned back, but the Cat Claw still left three white scratches on the visor of his Tactical Helmet.

"Meow!!!"

The Spirit Cat's fur stood on end. He dropped low, brushing past Xiao Yunlong almost flush with the ground. The next moment, the sound of tearing fabric rang out.

The battle suit on Xiao Yunlong's thigh was ripped open, flesh and blood turned outward in a hideous mess.

"Ugh~"

Xiao Yunlong's leg gave way, nearly making him stumble. A chill ran through his heart.

Fast. Too fast.

He specialized in Wind Attribute Martial Skills, his footwork graceful and agile, but before the Spirit Cat, he felt like nothing more than a stationary wooden post, utterly defenseless.

Still, Xiao Yunlong understood—this was the power of bloodline and talent. Unless he could cultivate his Wind Element techniques to a very high level, even three of him combined wouldn't be a match for the Spirit Cat.

"Yunlong!"

Qin Dadi turned around. When he saw Xiao Yunlong's thigh drenched in blood, he nearly ground his teeth to dust.

At that moment, he wished desperately that their opponent were a large, power-type Orc—even a Black Iron Beastkin—the Earth Dragon Squad would have stood undaunted.

With himself as the Meat Shield, Xiao Yunlong harassing from the side, Liu Zhaozhao suppressing with flames, and the Sharpshooter Qin Tian lurking in the shadows, their chances of victory were considerable.

But of all things, the enemy was the Spirit Cat—the one they least wanted to face.

Nimble. Agile. Cunning.

Fast enough to drive one to despair.

Shua~

The Spirit Cat crouched low, all four paws touching the ground. Those jade-green eyes were filled with cruelty and mockery. The next moment, he pushed off with all limbs, turning into a black shadow charging at Xiao Yunlong.

Seeing this, Xiao Yunlong hurriedly stepped back to dodge, but just then, his injured thigh suddenly gave way, making him stagger. In an instant, panic and terror flashed in his eyes.

Shua~

The Spirit Cat raised a claw, tearing at Xiao Yunlong's throat. But just as his forearm lifted, the fur on his back suddenly bristled.

Without a moment's hesitation, the Spirit Cat executed a forward roll, letting the bullet aimed at his back hit empty air.

"Heh!"

The Spirit Cat spun around, claws digging into the ground, back arched, baring his fangs like an enraged wildcat, glaring behind him.

Qin Tian slowly set his rifle on the ground. He had foreseen that a sneak shot from behind wouldn't wound the Spirit Cat, but when the outcome came as expected, he still felt a pang of regret.

If that shot had landed, he wouldn't have needed to take any more risks.

"Meow!!!"

The Spirit Cat screeched, pushing off with all four limbs, charging at Qin Tian.

"Qin Tian, watch out!!!"

Xiao Yunlong, Qin Dadi, and Liu Zhaozhao cried out in alarm, despair already creeping into their eyes.

Qin Tian was just a clone who had been born a few days ago. His shooting talent was exceptional, and his physical abilities were extraordinary, but before the Spirit Cat—who had left even them, several Tier 2 Psionic Users and Ability Users, utterly helpless—what could Qin Tian possibly do?

Shua~

The Spirit Cat raised a claw, tearing at Qin Tian's throat with ghostly speed. But just then, as if he had anticipated it, Qin Tian ducked down in advance, letting the claw sweep over his head.

What?!

Qin Dadi and the others hadn't expected Qin Tian's reaction to be so fast. Shock and joy surged in their hearts, but what happened next left them dumbfounded.

Shua shua shua~~~

The Spirit Cat swung his claws in rapid succession, as fast as phantoms, each angle vicious and tricky.

However, Qin Tian moved as if he were drunk—crouching, bending, rolling, leaping—always able to evade the Spirit Cat's attacks with bizarre, twisted postures.

Anyone watching would think they were filming a movie, with Qin Tian playing the role of Jackie Chan, pulling off miraculous dodges.

"This..."

Qin Dadi, Xiao Yunlong, and Liu Zhaozhao's mouths hung wide open. They had never imagined Qin Tian possessed such ability. This reaction speed, this agility—he was practically a humanoid Spirit Cat!

They wanted to help, but the two were locked in too tightly. Qin Dadi was too slow to keep up, Liu Zhaozhao feared accidentally hitting Qin Tian, and Xiao Yunlong's leg injury prevented him from joining in.

Helpless, the three could only watch Qin Tian tangle with the Spirit Cat, their hearts burning with anxiety.

Shua~

A sharp claw grazed past his throat, sending goosebumps across Qin Tian's entire body.

No good. Just dodging won't cut it.

Qin Tian's mind raced. He had thought about counterattacking, but he had never learned martial arts and didn't know how to generate force. Even if he smashed his fist into the Spirit Cat's face, it probably wouldn't do much damage.

Worse, such an action would severely disrupt his rhythm, only giving the Spirit Cat an opening.

If that's the case, he had to gamble.

Qin Tian gritted his teeth, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes.

Shua~

The Cat Claw stabbed toward his eyes. Qin Tian tilted his head, raised his hand like lightning, and grabbed the Spirit Cat's wrist.

The Spirit Cat's wrist was slender, its fur slightly stiff, unpleasant to the touch.

The Spirit Cat hadn't expected Qin Tian, who had been dodging all along, to suddenly grab hold of him. It was visibly stunned. Seizing the moment, Qin Tian quickly extended his other hand, locked onto the back of the Spirit Cat's head, and yanked it toward himself with explosive force.

Bam!!!

The two heads collided violently, producing a dull thud.

The Tactical Helmet cracked, and the transparent visor clattered to the ground.

Qin Tian didn't stop. He immediately followed up with another powerful Headbutt.

Bam!

This time, the sound was even duller and louder.

Tempered glass shards scraped across his forehead, leaving a deep, bloody gash. His head began to spin, stars flickering before his eyes.

But still, he didn't let go. Mustering all his strength, he delivered another Headbutt.

Bam~

The helmet flew off, and their foreheads slammed together hard.

This time, Qin Tian really couldn't take it anymore. The world spun before him, blood streamed from his nose, and he staggered backward, releasing his grip.

He was in bad shape, but the Spirit Cat was even worse.

After all, Qin Tian had the Green Talent [Advanced Strength], giving him a physique comparable to a Green-skinned Orc, while the Spirit Cat was a textbook high-agility, low-defense type. Even with Psionic Body Tempering, its bones weren't as tough as Qin Tian's.

Its forehead bone had shattered, and its vision was completely black.

Just then, a massive fireball shot from behind, slamming into the Spirit Cat's back. At the same time, a Blade Light suddenly flashed.

Puchi

The oversized head was lopped off, rolling twice on the ground. In its dark green eyes, despair and terror were faintly visible.