128: Chapter 129 Battle Form: Speed ​​is the Ultimate Weapon in Martial Arts

The black iron heavy staff carried immense force, like a falling meteorite, smashing fiercely toward the Pangolin's head.

The air was completely torn apart before this staff, letting out a deafening sonic boom.

Everywhere the staff passed, the air was compressed into a white wave of pressure.

A hint of fear flashed in the Pangolin's eyes.

It twisted its body desperately, trying to dodge, but its movements had already been slowed significantly by the previous hundreds of strikes.

The dark-gold black iron heavy staff descended with an aura of world-destroying power, grazing the top of its head and landing on its left shoulder.

"Boom!!"

Like a clap of thunder, the ground trembled violently.

The giant Pangolin was knocked sideways to the left by this terrifying force, its massive body rolling twice on the ground before coming to a stop.

At its left shoulder, a large area of the dark-gold scales had shattered; the entire forearm hung limply at its side like a broken-stringed puppet, with only a few tendons barely holding it on.

The Pangolin coughed up a large mouthful of thick blood, mixed with dark red fragments of internal organs.

Its body twitched violently, its four claws scrabbling wildly at the ground, digging up dirt and gravel everywhere as it let out a shrill scream.

But Lin Ye did not dare to lower his guard in the slightest.

He knew that exotic beasts all possessed Bloodline Talents, let alone this fellow before him who was at the Half-step Sixth-Grade.

The closer they were to a life-and-death crisis, the more likely these exotic beasts were to erupt in a final moment of madness.

Sure enough, just as Lin Ye was preparing to step forward and deliver the finishing blow, a sudden change occurred.

Accompanied by a low roar, the giant Pangolin's size began to shrink rapidly.

Thirty feet, twenty feet, ten feet...

Its bones contracted with crisp cracking sounds, its muscles twisted and reorganized, and even the scales on its body began to rearrange, transforming from heavy armor into a more compact, plate-like structure.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye, so fast that Lin Ye didn't have time to stop it.

In just a few moments, this exotic beast had completely changed its appearance.

From its original posture of crawling on all fours, it changed to standing on two legs.

Its two forearms had even turned into a shape similar to human arms, with two curved arcs added to the joints, and a range of motion far exceeding that of a normal beast's forelimbs.

The original dark-gold scales turned into a suit of tight-fitting armor draped over its body, conforming to the lines of its muscles; blood seeped from the gaps between the plates, looking both hideous and eerie.

Its hind legs also became thicker and more powerful, its feet elongated as if it were wearing a pair of clawed boots.

Its tail didn't disappear but became shorter and thinner, swaying slowly behind it to maintain balance.

"Is this... WarGreymon?"

A certain image inexplicably flashed through Lin Ye's mind.

He couldn't help it; the resemblance was just too strong.

He hadn't expected this exotic beast's Bloodline Talent to be so unique.

While other exotic beasts increased in size and strength after activating their Bloodline Talents, this one did the opposite.

However, shrinking in size had its own advantages.

He couldn't say for sure about other aspects, but in terms of agility, this was definitely an epic-level buff.

While Lin Ye was thinking this, the figure of the humanoid Pangolin suddenly vanished from his field of vision.

It wasn't invisibility; its movement speed was simply so fast that it exceeded the capture limit of Lin Ye's retinas.

Lin Ye's heart tightened, and without any hesitation, he expanded his perception to the limit.

The advantage of the spirit attribute was demonstrated to the fullest at this moment.

Although his eyes couldn't keep up, his perception could.

At that moment, a dark red shadow appeared behind Lin Ye.

Two sharp claws tore through the air, ten sharp nails like ten daggers crossing towards the back of Lin Ye's neck.

If this strike landed, even though Lin Ye had forged Golden Muscle and Iron Bones, his head would be separated from his body on the spot.

Fortunately, he had captured the opponent's trajectory in advance.

Having no time to turn around, Lin Ye thrust the black iron heavy staff vertically behind him; the staff's body happened to block the intersection of those sharp claws.

"Clang!"

The sound of metal clashing on stone was extremely ear-piercing.

But it didn't end there; the moment the humanoid Pangolin's claws touched the staff, it pulled down, scraping a series of sparks off the black iron heavy staff.

Rip—

The sharp claws grazed Lin Ye's left arm, tearing a long gash in the flesh, and blood instantly gushed out.

The wound was deep, and the white bone beneath was faintly visible.

Lin Ye let out a muffled groan, stomped his foot hard, and his body retreated several yards instantly, narrowly avoiding the second claw that followed.

Glancing at the wound on his left arm, the bleeding had stopped, but he couldn't use his strength for the moment.

Fortunately, the bone was fine; it was just a flesh wound. With a little time to recover, it wouldn't affect his combat strength too much.

Looking up at the humanoid Pangolin in the distance, Lin Ye's expression became solemn.

"It seems not only has its speed increased, but its entire fighting style has completely changed."

After this exotic beast transformed, it was a world of difference from its previous simple-minded state of only knowing how to charge recklessly.

Now, its claws were slightly curved, its body leaning forward slightly, maintaining a posture ready to explode into action at any moment.

Those blood-red eyes stared at Lin Ye without blinking, like an experienced assassin looking for a flaw in his prey.

The reason human Martial Artists could still suppress exotic beasts despite having inferior attributes was their flexible and varied combat styles combined with exquisite Moves.

Compared to humans, exotic beasts that only knew how to charge were much more clumsy.

But if an exotic beast made up for this shortcoming and possessed agility and combat awareness no less than a human's, the combat power it could unleash would be terrifying.

For the first time, Lin Ye intuitively experienced what it meant for "speed to be king" from an exotic beast.

Suddenly, the humanoid Pangolin moved again.

Its speed was still incredibly fast; every step it took was like sliding on the ground, with no extra movement or warning.

This kind of speed, coupled with its near-perfect combat instinct, was simply a nightmare for a human Martial Artist.

In just a short while, several more wounds appeared on Lin Ye's body.

Although these injuries weren't too serious for now, if this continued, he would definitely be the one to lose in the end.

Lin Ye grit his teeth and pushed his Basic Qinggong to the limit.

His figure became erratic, darting left and right, forward and back, each change carrying some elusive rhythm.

But he was still unable to completely dodge the opponent's attacks.

The opponent's speed was too fast, so fast that his body couldn't keep up with his reactions.

He clearly perceived where the attack was coming from, but by the time his body made a dodging motion, the attack had already arrived.

If this exotic beast had put all its essence attribute into strength and defense before its transformation, then after transforming, it was a monster with all points in agility.

There were no fancy techniques; it was just one word: fast!

So fast that the opponent had no time to react, so fast that all of the opponent's predictions became a joke.

Never mind an eighth-rank Martial Artist who had just started out like him; even if Old Man Shen were here, he would likely be suppressed and beaten by such a speed-type opponent.

Another gust of wind attacked from the side. Lin Ye barely managed to turn sideways, and the claws just grazed his waist, the skin tearing upon impact.

"This can't go on."

Lin Ye's breathing began to grow heavy.

Although his Physical Body's recovery power was strong, this kind of continuous war of attrition was extremely disadvantageous for him.

Just as Lin Ye's mind was racing for a strategy, even considering whether to go offline to avoid the brunt of the attack, a crisp System notification suddenly sounded in his ear.