My Pet Beast is Super Fearsome-Chapter 259 - 258 Attack

Chapter 259: Chapter 258: Attack

Chapter 259 -258: Attack

“Fuck, big bro, don’t freak out on me now.”

Shao Zifeng was shocked by the Ice Plateau Saber-Toothed Tiger’s reaction.

Was it really that irritable?

“Woo!”

The little furball, upon hearing Shao Zifeng’s words, lifted its head and let out an immature roar, as the free-floating ice elements on its body rapidly condensed, and its fluffy fur rustled without any wind.

Its pupils had intertwining flecks of blue and gold sparkles, and countless hair-thin Ice Spurs shot out from between its fur, with the icy blue spines shining with a metallic luster as they hovered around the creature, aiming at Shao Zifeng.

As the Ice Spurs massively congregated, the little furball’s body suddenly convulsed a few times, its small face wrinkling with Pain, and the Ice Spurs around it began to tremble violently as they lost control.

“Fuck!”

Seeing this unfold, Shao Zifeng’s heart tightened. He turned toward Chen Yixin lying on the bed, and before the Ice Spurs completely spiraled out of control, he lunged onto the bed to shield her with his body.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

A series of piercing sounds filled the air as countless Ice Spurs burst out in all directions like a torrential pear blossom rainstorm.

The walls covered in exquisite wallpaper were instantly peppered with fine pinholes, and the plaster that fluttered in the moment of destruction froze amid Ice Flowers.

The TV, lamps, and air conditioner were subsequently destroyed, crackling with electrical arcs as the room’s lights flickered, threatening to go out at any moment.

The bedding was shredded to pieces instantaneously, and countless feathers danced around the room.

In just a few short seconds, the entire room was as devastated as if it had been bombed, with only a dim wall lamp left providing faint illumination.

When everything returned to calm, Shao Zifeng, covered in feathers, first looked at Chen Yixin beneath him. Seeing her breathing steadily with a healthy flush on her face, he then felt relieved.

Lifting his head to look at the disastrously messy room, Shao Zifeng felt a surge of fear. If he had reacted any slower just moments before, Chen Yixin could very well have been in serious trouble now.

Hmm.

Lucky he was wearing the lynx ring, otherwise he might have been in danger too.

A mutant fairy scuttled out from Chen Yixin’s handbag with a bibi sound, its watery eyes fixated on its master pinned under Shao Zifeng. It suddenly blushed.

Shyly covering its eyes with its little short hands, the fairy turned and bibi’d its way back into the bag.

At that moment, Shao Zifeng’s entire focus was on the little furball, and he was completely oblivious to the little cutie that had just shown up.

The skill used by the Ice Plateau Saber-Toothed Tiger was something he had never seen before, and it wasn’t displayed on the screen either.

Recalling the little furball’s demeanor while unleashing its power, Shao Zifeng roughly guessed what might be happening with its body.

As a Gold Defense mutant creature, it was not supposed to have any ice abilities.

Inferred from its life-saving skill, Gold Defense, the other two abilities should logically be gold attributes as well.

However, due to tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, of years of ice attribute erosion, its original element was suppressed by the overwhelming ice attribute, leading to elemental imbalance, which in turn affected itself.

Like earlier, it might have been preparing to release a gold series ability, but in the end, due to the mixture of a large amount of ice energy, the skill went out of control.

The contradiction, though, was that Gold Defense, also a gold series ability, was unaffected.

Shao Zifeng stared straight at the little furball, racking his brain but unable to understand the problem. Rather than ponder further, he decided to inform Chen Yixin of his conjecture when time allowed, and let her go bald over it.

The little furball, as if aware of the trouble it had caused, tucked its tail and buried its head in the messy feathers, its whole body trembling slightly.

Shao Zifeng watched the creature’s pitiful appearance, wanting to say something but not knowing what to say.

Just as Shao Zifeng was about to get up from Chen Yixin, a strong sense of crisis suddenly surged in his heart.

Without time to think, he wrapped his arms around Chen Yixin’s waist and rolled sideways twice in succession.

Bang.

A chilly gleam slashed by, embedding deeply into the spot where they had just been.

In the dim light, an exquisite dagger trembled slightly.

As with the previous times, the sudden attack gave rise to an uncontrollable surge of anger in Shao Zifeng’s heart, and a flame-like shadow flickered in his eyes as his pupils rapidly constricted.

But before he could take any action, a strong gust of wind came from behind again.

It was already too late for Shao Zifeng to dodge, especially with Chen Yixin still beneath him.

Bang.

Shao Zifeng propped himself up on his elbows, tensing the muscles in his back to withstand the hit.

With a dull thud, his body sank downward; the consecutive attacks only stoked the fury in his heart even more.

Shao Zifeng did not intend to sit and wait for death. He exerted force with his legs, twisted his waist, and flipped over to grab the object that was attacking him.

It felt smooth and delicate to the touch. On closer inspection, his attacker turned out to be a slender woman.

However, he had no time to take a closer look. Abruptly standing up from the bed, he lifted the woman’s leg over his shoulder, securing it with one hand, while his other fist hammered down toward her abdomen.

Seeing this, the woman rigidly fell backward, using Shao Zifeng’s shoulder as a pivot point. In the process of falling, her other leg also rested on his shoulder, and thus she was entirely upside down on Shao Zifeng.

Shao Zifeng’s punch missed, and he lifted his knee to strike the woman hanging from him.

The woman’s legs crossed behind Shao Zifeng’s neck. Utilizing the force of his knee strike, she straightened her body, sitting up on his shoulders.

She wrapped one hand around the back of his head, while the other clenched into a fist, aiming straight for Shao Zifeng’s face.

Though Shao Zifeng lacked experience in close combat, his long history of physical activity gave him quick reflexes. As the woman was about to hit him, he ducked, driving his head into her abdomen.

A soft yet firm sensation transmitted to him as Shao Zifeng buried his face in the woman’s stomach.

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The woman grunted, still holding Shao Zifeng’s arm, but did not let go, her other hand reaching for the knife pouch on her thigh.

Hiss!

The distinct sound of friction echoed by his ear. Shao Zifeng’s hair stood on end, the threat of life and death leaving him utterly unable to control his emotions.

He pressed one hand against the dagger she hadn’t yet drawn and wrapped his other arm tightly around the woman’s slender waist. Gathering strength in his legs, he leaped forward.

Bang.

“Uh~”

The woman’s head struck the ground hard, her taut body instantly relaxing as feathers were scattered by the impact.

Feeling the grip of the woman’s legs around his neck loosen, Shao Zifeng pressed down on her legs, using the opportunity to agilely pounce upwards, his forearm pressing against the woman’s slender neck while his other hand formed a fist to hammer down on her head.

Seeing Shao Zifeng’s cold expression, an overwhelming sense of terror flooded the woman’s heart.

She opened her mouth wanting to say something, but the pressure on her neck left her voiceless. The continuous blows to her head caused her eyes to roll back, and blood flowed from her nostrils.

Apart from the golden-red vertical pupils, everything in her sight rapidly blurred.

Looking at the woman beneath him, Shao Zifeng felt his inexplicable anger as though finding an outlet. He reached for the knife pouch on the woman’s thigh, gripped the dagger tightly in his hand, and thrust it toward her forehead.

The dagger’s blade, glinting coldly, turned faintly red as it descended, distorting the surrounding air.

“Zifeng, stop!”

Chen Yixin’s urgent voice came from behind. Shao Zifeng’s stabbing hand veered slightly, plunging the dagger harshly beside the woman’s face into the solid wood floor.

A faint burnt odor spread, and a strand of blond hair twisted and carbonized beneath the blade’s edge.