Strange Hairy Zombie

Before long, sword lights flashed and arrows whistled through the air.

Soon, only a few Green Zombies remained, leaping as swiftly as the wind.

During this time, Li Jun had indeed done as he said. He never strayed too far from Ling Qing and kept a constant watch over his safety.

Yet the Hairy Zombie covered in foot-long fur had not moved at all, making Li Dezhang increasingly cautious.

He kept drawing his bowstring taut, ready to fire at any moment.

Tian Ying flicked her longsword, stirring a gust of wind around herself. She suddenly accelerated, and a flash of cold light gleamed along her blade.

Clang!

After a soft ring, the sword light flashed past the Green Zombie's neck.

The zombie's green-furred head immediately flew into the air, while its lower body collapsed to the ground.

"Whew, looks like this trip to the graveyard is about to end perfectly."

She shook the foul blood from her sword and let out a breath.

"Indeed. Once we deal with these Green Zombies and finish off that Hairy Zombie, the graveyard will be completely cleared."

After Zhang Zhe swung his saber and severed a Green Zombie's head, he spoke in a relaxed tone.

Whenever Li Jun faced a Green Zombie, he would enter Spirit Condensation for a moment before releasing an arrow.

Only after a faint glow flashed over both the arrowhead and the Wolf Tooth Amulet on his body did he loosen his grip and fire.

The beast-fang arrowhead shot precisely into the Green Zombie's neck like a branding iron, sending up clouds of black smoke.

The stiff-bodied Green Zombie struggled to cover its throat, but its rigid joints would not allow it. After struggling briefly, it went completely still.

"Everyone, be careful. That old zombie still hasn't moved. It may have developed intelligence long ago, so don't let your guard down."

Seeing everyone relax slightly as the battle neared its end, Uncle Li gave a grave warning.

"Understood, Uncle Li."

Tian Yong casually cleaved off a zombie's head, then watched as Zhang Zhe and the others surrounded the remaining zombies one by one.

He then stopped fighting and stood with Li Dezhang, facing the Hairy Zombie that still had not made a move.

"A Hairy Zombie's fur grows to about an inch long under the stimulation of corpse qi.

"Its body is as tough as bronze and iron, and it is nimble enough to leap across rooftops, climb trees, and bound like it is flying."

After Tian Ying and the others killed the remaining zombies, they gathered around to listen to Tian Yong's explanation.

Roar!

Before Tian Yong could finish, the Hairy Zombie that had remained motionless for so long suddenly sprang into the air, crossing more than ten paces in a single leap as it charged toward them.

Whoosh!

At the same time, an arrow flew from behind Ling Qing, shooting straight for the Hairy Zombie's throat.

Bang!

The Hairy Zombie swung its hand in midair and shattered the arrow, though a fist-sized hole was blasted open in its arm, hissing with black smoke.

"A zombie at this level is already comparable to a first-rate martial artist.

"I broke through not long ago, so this is the perfect chance to test my skills."

Watching the Hairy Zombie continue to leap toward him, Tian Yong drew his treasured sword again with a sharp clang.

He sprang forward and charged at it at a speed no slower than the Hairy Zombie's.

Clang! Clang! Bang! Bang!

In the blink of an eye, Tian Yong's sword clashed several times in midair with the Hairy Zombie's long, dagger-like nails before both landed on the ground.

For a moment, the short videos he had watched recently and scenes from old wuxia films resurfaced before Ling Qing's eyes.

Man and zombie fought like martial arts masters, swords thrusting and claws tearing as they twisted, dodged, and leaped. He could not look away.

At the same time, he kept calculating how much chance he would have if he faced either of them.

In the end, he realized that he would either need to make full preparations, catch them off guard and control them, then wear them down from a distance with spells.

Or he would have to run away immediately and look for another opportunity later.

If he faced them head-on, he would last only a few exchanges before he could no longer keep up with their speed.

Even trying to kite them with spells would likely be impossible.

While Ling Qing was still thinking, the Hairy Zombie had already fallen into a disadvantage.

Taking advantage of Tian Yong's wariness of the corpse poison on its claws, it launched a fierce series of attacks. After forcing him back, it turned to retreat.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Three arrows flew like a string of beads toward the fleeing Hairy Zombie.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three black holes exploded across the Hairy Zombie's legs and lower abdomen.

Clang!

A foot-long stream of sword qi extended from the sword, easily slicing through the Hairy Zombie's neck like a hot knife through butter.

Already unable to match Tian Yong, the Hairy Zombie had no time to escape after suffering Li Dezhang's attack.

Thud, thud!

The Hairy Zombie's head rolled across the ground like a ball, and the green glow in its eyes gradually dimmed.

"Whew, good thing Uncle Li stopped it for a moment. It looks like this Hairy Zombie had only advanced recently. I have no idea how it developed intelligence and even thought of running away."

Tian Yong sheathed his sword again and spoke with a smile.

"Not at all. It was your martial skill that was impressive, Xiao Yong." Li Dezhang put away his bow and waved with a smile.

"Judging from its clothes, it looks like it was from a wealthy family in town. Maybe it had some strange burial item that gave it intelligence."

Zhang Zhe joked, "Isn't that how novels always write it? Maybe it's even a zombie with protagonist destiny."

"Really?" Li Jun, who had also been deeply poisoned by novels, brightened and asked eagerly.

"Don't listen to his nonsense. Novels are novels, reality is reality." Seeing Li Jun practically itching to investigate, Tian Yong poured cold water on him.

"We've already entered Time Fragments several times. Can we really still talk about novels and reality?

"Besides, it won't take much effort to search around."

Zhang Zhe rolled his eyes at Tian Yong and pulled Li Jun toward the grave mound where the Hairy Zombie had emerged.

"My brother used to be a soldier, so he doesn't really believe in that kind of nonsense from novels. Brother Zhang Zhe is his classmate, and he really likes reading novels."

Tian Ying explained this to Ling Qing, who was standing nearby.

"What are they doing?" Ling Qing smiled and looked at Tian Yong and Li Dezhang, who were piling all the zombies together.

"Zombie teeth and nails can be traded to his friend for things. That friend is the one who taught him about zombies.

"He's a Daoist priest. More accurately, he obtained the abilities of a Daoist priest."

As Tian Ying spoke, she took a small dagger from her delicate waist pouch.

She did not mind the zombies' rotting stench or their nauseating appearance.

During the battle, Ling Qing's intense concentration had made him overlook the zombies' horrifying appearance and smell.

But now, with piles of zombie corpses stacked right in front of him, it truly tested the limits of what he could endure.

Left with no choice, Ling Qing circulated Natural Force around his mouth and nose. Only by recalling nature's vitality did he barely suppress the urge to vomit.

Still, seeing a youthful, beautiful girl picking through the zombie pile as if she were selecting fruit gave him a new understanding of Tian Ying.

As expected of someone who had gone through two or three instances and weathered hardships. She was completely different from the sort of girl raised in a greenhouse.