Slaying the Flying Tiger

High above the firmament, Yang Chen and the Flying Tiger hovered side by side, staring wide-eyed at one another.

However, within those wide eyes, there was an intensely bewildered look.

What was up with this guy?

How could he fly too?

Damn it, my tiger eyes have been blinded!

The Flying Tiger flapped its massive wings, frozen in the sky, its large tiger eyes filled with profound confusion.

Yang Chen, however, felt no such emotion. He let out a sinister grin as he looked at the Flying Tiger. The power of the gale instantly surged from his body, just like the Flying Tiger, whipping up gusts of wind. The only difference was that within those blade-like winds, strands of flame were intertwined.

Flame Tornado!

BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!

The wind howled and the flames erupted.

A massive surge of power exploded in an instant. The Flying Tiger across from him shook its massive frame, flapping its giant wings to sweep out waves of storms in an attempt to block the attack for a moment.

But with the added power of the flames, could it really be as simple as an ordinary gust of wind?

The flames followed the wind, surging violently. A flame tornado swayed its body, tearing through the dense white mist surrounding them, and slammed fiercely into the Flying Tiger's body, piercing right through the beast's own gale!

ROAR!!

The Flying Tiger let out a howl—a howl of agony!

The marks on its back, previously carved out by Yang Chen's fists, were now being scorched by the raging flames.

Even its blood was being evaporated by the heat.

"It's time to end this!"

Yang Chen's eyelids drooped slightly. After obtaining the Flying Tiger's ability, his own strength had seen a massive increase.

Flight, which was previously impossible for anyone below the Grandmaster level, now seemed like a trivial matter to him.

With no more concerns, Yang Chen struck directly!

"Die!"

A dark green light flared, and a barrage of green poison arrows shot from Yang Chen's hands, embedding themselves into the Flying Tiger's body.

ROAR!!

The green radiance instantly enveloped the Flying Tiger, and waves of excruciating pain made it feel incredibly miserable.

The A-rank poison ability was quite potent; after all, the Flying Tiger was merely a spirit beast. Even with antibodies in its system, it still suffered significant weakening.

Especially after being ravaged by the Flame Tornado, the Flying Tiger's strength had already been compromised, and facing Yang Chen's poison now proved to be quite troublesome.

However, as a king of the jungle, the Flying Tiger was no pushover. It opened its blood-stained maw, a ruthless glint in its tiger eyes, and tore off the chunk of flesh most deeply infected by the poison. Large amounts of blood gushed from its body.

ROAR!

At this moment, the Flying Tiger's eyes turned blood-red.

Ever since it had advanced to S-rank, it had never been beaten this badly. It was always the one doing the crushing!

The ant-like creature before it had successfully ignited its fury!

Damn it!

Hum~

A faint blue radiance emerged from the Flying Tiger's body, and arcs of lightning began to dance incessantly around its massive frame.

Following that, a black lightning bolt mark was branded onto the Flying Tiger's forehead.

ROAR!

The Flying Tiger roared, and a terrifying arc of lightning instantly exploded outward.

High in the sky, dark clouds slowly gathered, and within those thick, heavy clouds, arcs of lightning flickered faintly.

A terrifying aura instantly permeated the air.

Yang Chen's expression shifted slightly. "Wind and lightning power?"

Damn it, the intelligence agents really deserve to be beaten to death. They clearly stated it had wind power, yet they failed to mention the lightning power. Are they trying to get me killed?

Yang Chen felt speechless, yet he watched the dancing arcs of lightning with a grave expression.

This was a real trap!

Though he cursed the intelligence personnel of Number 98 hundreds of times in his heart, he now had to face the Flying Tiger, which had begun to command the lightning.

However, what puzzled Yang Chen was that he had clearly used his Devour ability just moments ago! Logically, if the lightning was the Flying Tiger's ability, he should have been able to devour it too. Why hadn't he felt anything?

While watching the Flying Tiger vigilantly, Yang Chen pondered the question, but the beast gave him no time to think. It let out a roar, and arcs of lightning descended from the thick clouds, carrying immense power as they charged toward Yang Chen!

Yang Chen manipulated the power of the gale, his small frame flickering constantly amidst the thick bolts of lightning, dodging the terrifying onslaught.

However, Yang Chen's size was simply too small compared to those bolts of lightning, making it very difficult for them to actually hit him.

Moreover, as the lightning continued to descend, the Flying Tiger's aura seemed to wither, beginning to weaken steadily.

Yang Chen's pupils constricted as he realized this. He immediately manipulated the power of the gale to dodge the streaks of lightning while continuously closing the distance toward the Flying Tiger.

The Flying Tiger's somewhat weary tiger eyes suddenly shrank. It seemed to grasp Yang Chen's intentions, and it immediately shook its soul, roaring toward the sky once more.

Following that, dense bolts of lightning descended, sealing off all of Yang Chen's space.

Yang Chen frowned slightly, but he was far from being out of options.

However, the best solution was to break through with brute force.

Yang Chen was instantly covered in flames. The raging fire rose, and the extreme temperature caused the very space around him to warp slightly.

One advantage Yang Chen had over other ability users was that, possessing the Devour ability, he could use the abilities he had already devoured infinitely; even using different abilities simultaneously posed no problem for him.

But other ability users were different, and that included spirit beasts.

When the Flying Tiger utilized the power of lightning, it naturally could not use the power of the gale at the same time.

"Open up for me!"

Yang Chen threw a punch. With his Grandmaster Body, the power of his blood and qi exploded instantly. In the Flying Tiger's eyes, which were filled with disbelief, he tore the thick lightning bolt directly apart.

Afterward, that seemingly tiny fist continued to grow larger and larger in the Flying Tiger's pupils.

Thud!

The flame-covered fist landed fiercely on the Flying Tiger's face. Instantly, flames engulfed the Flying Tiger's body, beginning to scorch it directly.

That was no ordinary fire; it was an ability-based flame.

Even though spirit beasts possessed stronger physical bodies than humans, at this moment, it was directly consumed by the fire.

Coupled with the might of the Grandmaster Body, the strike smashed a massive, deep crater into the Flying Tiger's forehead, causing it to cave in.

The Flying Tiger's massive body plummeted to the ground, and a deafening sound echoed throughout the entire White Tiger Mountain.

Boom! Boom!!

The earth shook and the mountains swayed; the Flying Tiger's body was smashed directly into a pulp of flesh.

From such a height, combined with Yang Chen's terrifying strength, even an S-rank peak spirit beast could not withstand it.

Within that pulp of flesh, a snow-white inner core slowly hovered in mid-air, emitting a milky-white radiance.

To be continued!