Book 5: Chapter 11: I'm Black Tiger Afu!
Book 5: Chapter 11: I'm Black Tiger Afu!
“Pervert, see this move!”
After Bai Qiuran and Su Xiangxue heard the news, they ran to the street next door to take a look. They found that there was an open space in the middle of the bustling demon group, and on the open space, there were three people.
There was a little demon girl who looked so pitiful, lying sideways on the ground, with scratches on her face and hands. Judging from the two small horns on top of her head, she should be a sheep demon, which was a low-level demon race.
In front of her, a little white-faced scholar who was wearing a white gown and stuffed red hair into a black veil was using a paper fan to attack another panicked demon.
A thick green poisonous mist condensed on his paper fan. Bai Qiuran and Su Xiangxue could see at a glance that the strength of this white-faced young scholar has almost reached the Deity Transformation stage, as Nascent Soul’s energy that’s capable of breaking the city and destroying the land was condensed by him onto a small fan. This group of poisonous clouds could poison an entire city, if it hit a person, it could instantly turn that guy into a skeleton.
As for the demon who was opposing him, although it seemed that this guy was just a dude who had just learned to transform and had not cultivated much, Bai Qiuran saw the platinum bird feathers exposed between his neck.
Although this demon was trash, his bloodline was extraordinary. If the human scholar really killed this demon here, it would bring a lot of trouble.
The strength of a Nascent Soul stage cultivator was nothing in the Demon race’s Imperial City.
Seeing that several demons around had already begun to move, Bai Qiuran quickly took a step forward and yelled:
“Stop it!”
He raised his hand and pushed, the demons around were suddenly pushed to both sides of the street by a huge force, and then Bai Qiuran stepped out from the crowd, kicking the demon away, and raised his hand to grab Lived on the wrist of the white-faced scholar.
With a burst of Qi, he washed away the poisonous mist on the scholar’s fan. Bai Qiuran squeezed his face hard, revealing an angry face, and said loudly:
“Just as soon as the Demon Emperor passed away, a human dared to kill our kind in our Demon Race’s imperial city. How dare you!”
The scholar was shocked, raised his other hand, and struck at Bai Qiuran. Bai Qiuran raised his palm to clash with his hand, and the poison mist was spread, making demons around fell down in rows.
The onlookers were so scared that they backed away, and the scholar took the opportunity to break free from Bai Qiuran’s grasp, backed up two steps, and arched his hands:
“Who are you?”
“Bai……”
Just as Bai Qiuran wanted to speak, he felt that someone was hitting himself with a small stone behind him. He turned his head and saw Su Xiangxue bashing himself.
So he turned his face, curled his mouth very uncomfortably, and said loudly:
“Black Tiger Afu!”
“What the hell is this name?”
The scholar asked with a weird expression.
“A servant doesn’t need a good name.”
Bai Qiuran yelled loudly, and at the same time stretched out his hand to grab the scholar:
“Our young lady wants to take you back to play a game, so surrender!”
“What a joke!”
The scholar made a wrong step, avoiding Bai Qiuran’s catch, and said angrily:
“This demon doesn’t treat a fellow demon as a member of the same kind, bullying her as he wants. I am brave enough to stand up, and now you demon try to attack me? Sure enough, a demon is a demon, and a beast is a beast for life!”
Hearing his words, Bai Qiuran’s eyes flashed with approval, but these words also completely aroused the anger of the surrounding demons. They rolled up their sleeves and leaned over, seemingly ready to gang up, using “The morality of the demons don’t apply when dealing with the human race” excuse to take down the scholar.
When the crowd was excited, suddenly a music sound came, and the enraged demons suddenly became dazzled.
Su Xiangxue came up holding the piano, intentionally or unconsciously showed the white dragon scales behind her ears to the surrounding demons, and then whispered:
“Please give me a face, this human race will be handled by me, and the demon young master will have his justice.”
The surrounding demon clan looked like a beauty, and then found that it was a high-level demon clan with dragon scales, so they retreated one after another and expressed their thoughts with actions.
“I thanked you all.”
Su Xiangxue looked forward with bright eyes, looking at Bai Qiuran, with a smile hidden in her eyes.
She tried her best to hold back her laugh and said:
“Afu, take him down.”
“Yes, my lady.”
Bai Qiuran responded with a monotone, and then he fit and rushed towards the scholar.
“Witch, don’t think about it!”
The scholar was anxious and angry, waving the folding fan in his hand, again and again, fanning out patches of poisonous clouds, and the poisonous clouds entrained the wind, forming a poisonous slash, cutting the nearby ground.
At the same time, the scholar also displayed very subtle footwork. With the two combined, after two rounds, the absent-minded Bai Qiuran did not catch him.
What’s even weirder is that the things displayed by this guy who had never been masked before were somewhat similar to the swordsmanship of the Qingming Sword Sect.
“what?”
Bai Qiuran was stunned for a moment, and then asked:
“Little kid, where you are from?”
“Do you think I will tell you?”
The scholar sneered while his eyes rolled around, looking for a breakthrough.
“Demon!”
“Well, since you refuse to say, then I can only be a little more serious.”
Bai Qiuran stood there, thinking without any tension.
This time, he couldn’t be too blatant to expose his identity, so the exquisite swordsmanship and footwork he usually used could not be used here.
He could only pretend to fight like a transformed demon.
And in Bai Qiuran’s impression, aside from the demon king who was forced to show his original form, he only ever saw two transformed demons who had fought in human form, were Cui Luo and Qing Danying.
Cui Luo was a plant-based Pokémon, thus she never found melee, so if he ruled it out, Bai Qiuran could only imitate the little chicken that he raised.
Think about it… how did she do that trick?
Bai Qiuran dodged the scholar’s attack by relying on his quick reaction ability while recalling in his mind the attack mode Qing Danying used when she sneaked on him.
Then, he turned sideways to let the scholar open, stepped a few steps under his feet, retreated a few meters away, and then slowly raised his hands, his hands raised like eagle claws.
He raised one leg, trying to imitate the demon energy, and walked onto his limbs.
With a bang, Bai Qiuran hit the ground with one leg, stomping the ground to pieces, and then the person jumped up high.
In mid-air, he kept his arms in the position of eagle claws, slowly spreading out like a big Peng spreading his wings, and then rushed to the scholar from the air swiftly and violently.
The man was in the air, and he shouted out the name of the move:
“Angry Crow Flying Chicken!”