He took Mei's hand and shielded her behind him. No longer caring about looking cool, he drew Ice Lotus Sky and held it horizontally, warily watching for attacks from every direction.
"Your breathing is in disarray. Don't panic."
Zhao Bai reminded her. Mei nodded and followed the Lightning Flow Heart Technique she had learned before, gradually steadying her breathing rhythm.
Now, she had no time to wonder why a chef knew the breathing methods of swordsmanship. Against the howling of the mountains, individual strength seemed so insignificant.
Solid ice collided with flames, giving rise to mist.
A towering figure emerged from the fog, like an endless chain of mountains that made it hard to breathe.
Roar, roar, roar, roar...!
A series of aggressive roars were amplified through the gaps in the charcoal, echoing in Zhao Bai's ears.
The herd of cattle made no further moves, and Zhao Bai did not act rashly either, holding his blade steady.
Mei stood extremely close to Zhao Bai.
Feeling carefully, Mei discovered that Zhao Bai's hand holding the blade did not tremble in the slightest. Though his heartbeat had quickened, no nervous sweat appeared on his forehead.
Zhao Bai was not nervous. Instead, he was somewhat excited.
Mei was very familiar with that excitement. When a Swordmaster encountered a school they had never heard of before, they would feel the same way. Its proper name was Seeing Prey's Joy.
Applied to Zhao Bai, it was like a chef seeing an endless number of new ingredients, happiness radiating from his very bones.
So that was it.
Since Zhao Bai was not afraid, Mei had no reason to be afraid either.
Her gaze swept across the mountains and stopped somewhere.
It was a ten-meter-tall mountain.
The other Honkai Beasts were five meters tall, but it stood