C107 The Fierce Battle with the King of Raging Bull

A glint of coldness flashed in Sun Zeshi's eyes as he prepared to apprehend Ning Qi. However, upon realizing that Ning Qi was merely using the terrain to his advantage in his skirmish with the king of raging bulls, curiosity replaced his initial intent. He decided to watch and see what Ning Qi would do next.

The towering trees of Tianfeng Forest provided only minor obstacles and brief delays for the king of raging bulls, yet that was sufficient for Ning Qi to exploit in his quest to slay the three Third Rank Boss-level raging bulls.

In an instant, the Dragon Slaying Blade materialized in Ning Qi's grasp. Evading the king of raging bull's charge, he turned and slashed at the Third Rank Boss-level raging bull behind him.

"Congratulations to the Host for successfully slaying the Third Rank Boss-level Demonic Beast. You have gained 30,000 experience points!"

"Congratulations to the Host for acquiring the Gambling Gift Bag. Please open it within 24 hours."

"Where did that blade come from?"

A flicker of puzzlement crossed Sun Zeshi's gaze. He had detained Ning Qi for a full day and night, having previously searched him thoroughly and found nothing. Yet now, Ning Qi wielded the very saber-type Battle Weapon that Sun Zeshi had once glimpsed in the Imperial City Battle Arena. This sparked a legendary possibility in Sun Zeshi's mind, something that perhaps only a Battle Saint or higher could possess.

With this thought, a surge of ecstatic triumph washed over Sun Zeshi's features. This time, he stood to gain not only the Spiritual Nourishment Pill and his revenge, but if Ning Qi indeed possessed such an artifact, then all the suffering he had endured would pale in comparison.

The king of raging bulls, witnessing the fall of one of its minions, pounded its hooves into the earth, sending a fissure racing towards Ning Qi's feet, and the ground beneath them cracked open!

Ning Qi leaped aside the moment the crevice emerged, narrowly avoiding a potential deadly stomp from the king of raging bulls.

With two Third Rank Boss-level raging bulls remaining, Ning Qi was struck by a sudden inspiration. He stripped off his clothes and flung them towards the raging bulls.

To the raging bulls, this was nothing short of a contemptible taunt, and they charged furiously at the clothes clutched in Ning Qi's hands.

Ning Qi swiftly sidestepped as a raging bull charged at him. With a swift stroke of his saber, he severed its head.

Another raging bull attacked from behind, but Ning Qi dodged, and the beast's horns tore only through his clothes before he plunged his blade into it.

"Congratulations to the Host for successfully slaying a Third Rank Boss level raging bull and earning 30,000 experience points."

Ning Qi had taken down two raging bulls in quick succession. The absence of the Gambling Gift Bag didn't faze him; his sights were set on the king of raging bulls. Defeating it would net him a tidy sum of 2,000 Dragon Slaying Coins!

Moreover, the likelihood of a Fourth Rank Boss level Demonic Beast dropping a lucrative Gambling Gift Bag was high, promising him another potential windfall.

"What a razor-sharp blade. This weapon must be of at least Earth Rank quality."

Sun Zeshi's eyes betrayed a flicker of greed.

The more he learned about Ning Qi, the more elusive he seemed. Ning Qi was merely a scion of the Marquis family—how could he continue to astonish a Battle King like himself?

Elsewhere, Huangfu Fei observed Ning Qi with furrowed brows, puzzled by his determination to exterminate these raging bulls. What significance lay behind his actions?

The king of raging bulls stood solemnly beside the remains of its fallen comrades, its blood-red eyes fixed on Ning Qi. In its gaze, fury was mingled with a tinge of sorrow.

It was the last of its tribe, which had included many of its direct offspring. If the king of raging bulls could speak, it would surely ask, "Why?"

Then, with unprecedented speed, it launched itself at Ning Qi, its massive form blurring into a shadowy charge.

Ning Qi managed only to land a hasty slash before the brute's momentum sent him tumbling.

Sun Zeshi gasped, his mind racing—if Ning Qi perished, the Spiritual Nourishment Pill would be beyond his grasp.

Relief washed over Sun Zeshi as he watched Ning Qi stagger to his feet. "How can he take such a beating?" he murmured, recalling how his full-force blow in Zhezhou Prefecture had failed to fell Ning Qi. "Could he possess some kind of protective Battle Weapon?"

Sun Zeshi mused to himself as the battle unfolded before him.

Grimacing in pain, Ning Qi pushed himself to his feet after the brutal collision that had cost him 2000 health points. He was lucky this time; he had narrowly avoided the king of raging bull's sharp, formidable horns. A direct hit to his vitals would have left him critically wounded!

Despite the deep cut Ning Qi delivered to the raging bull king's head, it was mostly a superficial wound. Thanks to Ning Qi's Dragon Slaying Battle Power, which disregarded the protection of armor, he still inflicted a significant 3600 points of damage. With about 80 to 90 more slashes like that, Ning Qi could potentially bring down the beast.

Of course, should Ning Qi land a critical hit on a vital spot, the number of slashes needed would be far fewer.

The king of raging bull, realizing Ning Qi was still very much alive, prepared to launch another raging bull Charge.

Ning Qi's health was rapidly depleting. Without hesitation, he consumed a High-grade Earth Rank Revival Pill, and his health was instantly restored to its maximum.

"Interesting," Sun Zeshi remarked, observing Ning Qi's resilience. He watched as Ning Qi repeatedly hit the ground and rose again, employing a fighting style he'd never seen before. The battle was evenly matched between a Fourth Rank Demonic Beast and a mere Four Stars Grand Battle Master.

Sun Zeshi pondered how he himself would fare against such a blow from the king of raging bull. It would surely hurt for quite some time. Yet Ning Qi seemed unfazed.

The king of raging bull was now riddled with cuts, panting heavily as it glared at Ning Qi with its blood-red eyes, calculating its next move.

Ning Qi, however, remained composed, standing his ground.

The king of raging bull's health had dwindled to around 180,000, while Ning Qi had expended eleven High-grade Earth Rank Revival Pills.

When the king of raging bull charged once more, Ning Qi timed his attack perfectly, driving his blade deep into the beast's skull. With a fluid motion, he leaped and landed squarely on the king of raging bull's back.

"Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms!" he exclaimed.

Silver Dragons danced around Ning Qi's palms, and with the sound of a dragon's roar, his palms struck with the purest Yang force atop the king of raging bull's head. The beast's health visibly plummeted at an alarming rate.

The King of the Raging Bull had never anticipated that such an insignificant creature would have the audacity to climb atop its head. In a frenzy, it twisted and bucked, desperate to fling Ning Qi from its back. But Ning Qi gripped the hilt of the Dragon Slaying Blade with unwavering resolve, using it as a fulcrum to anchor himself. No matter how violently the beast thrashed, Ning Qi remained firmly in place. In fact, the raging bull's vigorous motions only drove the blade deeper.

With a roar of rage, the King of the Raging Bull then charged headfirst into the ground.