155: Chapter 155 Neck Twist to the Right
"Your brutality is not inferior to ours!"
The Lizard Beast was shocked by Yue Yun's decisiveness.
A faint smile curled at the corners of Yue Yun's mouth. His cold, temperatureless eyes reflected its form as he began to devise a plan to deal with it.
The threat of death began to spread.
The Lizard Beast's pupils contracted suddenly, and in the next second, it vanished from its spot. Its thick tail tore through the air like a Dragon, arriving instantly before Yue Yun.
Yue Yun's gaze was as focused as a torch. Instead of retreating, he advanced, raising his right fist and swinging it out with a boom, the fierce wind from his punch creating air pressure.
Bang!
The moment the two made contact, a powerful burst of Qi exploded.
Yue Yun remained standing in place, unmoving. The floor tiles, cracked into a web-like pattern, groaned under the immense pressure once more, sending up a shower of gravel.
The Lizard Beast's claws gripped Yue Yun's fist; the terrifying, immense strength transmitted from his muscles and bones made it feel somewhat ashamed.
Boom!
The iron-hard fist, carrying air pressure, swept in like a Dragon with frightening speed. The Lizard Beast couldn't even see the opponent's punching motion clearly and had no choice but to raise its right arm in a panicked defense.
The Lizard Beast felt as if it had collided with a truck; a dull, crisp sound accompanied the intense pain in its arm.
"Aaaaaah!"
The Lizard Beast let out a beast-like, miserable howl, frantically twisting its thick tail to stab precisely at Yue Yun's heart, carrying a blinding, cold gleam.
Yue Yun's two hands were both held by it, and it didn't believe that at such a close distance, Yue Yun could still dodge.
However, the thought of dodging never even crossed his mind.
The illusory health bar trembled and dropped by a small segment.
The thick tail pierced through his body, but the imagined spray of blood never bloomed. A fist harder than reinforced steel was delivered to its face, striking its forehead and causing the Lizard Beast's skull to burst.
Snap!
The Lizard Beast flew backward like a cannonball.
Bang, bang, bang—it smashed through several long tables, slammed into the cracked floor of the noodle shop, and forcibly plowed a trench several meters long.
The trench extended to the feet of Xu Qingfang and Mo Yu. The Lizard Beast, with its flesh torn and covered in blood, had already fainted.
Xu Qingfang and Mo Yu raised their eyebrows.
Mo Yu pulled a urea bag out from nowhere, shook it open, reached inside, and pulled out a familiar-looking kitchen knife.
"Give me a hand!"
Xu Qingfang understood immediately upon hearing this and signaled the Thunderwing Griffin to pin down the Lizard Beast, preventing it from suddenly waking up and struggling.
Mimicking a butcher, Mo Yu raised his foot to step on that collapsed head, then raised the kitchen knife and chopped down at its neck.
With a squelch, the head was severed from the body!
The middle-aged man embedded in the noodle shop wall had long since passed out. With the death of the Lizard Beast, his body shuddered, and blood flowed uncontrollably from his mouth and nose, his aura becoming even more withered.
Rumble!
Thunder light flared around the Thunderwing Griffin. Lightning gathered on its wings like blades of thunder, which it swung out in a crisscross horizontal strike.
Yue Yun still stood in place without moving.
He trusted that Xu Qingfang would definitely not attack him; it was only possible that the enemy was right behind him, which was why it was attacking in his direction.
The facts were as expected.
The Werewolf Beast had already recovered from the paralysis of the Thunder Strike.
When it saw that Yue Yun was still unharmed and its companion had been decapitated, endless fear welled up in its heart.
The Werewolf Beast did not choose to ambush Yue Yun, but instead wanted to take the noodle shop owner in the back kitchen hostage, hoping that Yue Yun would be wary of harming the hostage.
But before it could make a move, the air-cutting thunder blades brushed past Yue Yun and landed on its body.
"Aaaaaah!"
The Werewolf Beast couldn't help but shriek.
Yue Yun's figure had already vanished from his spot, reappearing in the blink of an eye beside the pained Werewolf Beast.
The young man spread his arms like a drawn bow and threw a punch that moved like a shooting star chasing the moon, slamming heavily into the Werewolf Beast's chest.
Bang!
The Werewolf Beast's feet left the ground, its body carried backward by the immense force. Amidst a dull thud, it smashed through the noodle shop wall and flew into the neighboring noodle shop.
Fortunately, Xu Qingfang and Mo Yu had already evacuated the crowd.
Yue Yun withdrew his punch and stood still, like raging waves subsiding.
He lightly twisted his neck, causing it to crack, and strode toward the Fox Beast, which was no longer howling and whose turbulent spirit had slightly calmed. His temperatureless eyes were like cold pools.
"Yue Yun!"
The Fox Beast gritted its teeth as it spoke his name.
Those anthropomorphic deep blue eyes were filled with killing intent. The chill surged again, turning into sharp ice spikes that rose from the ground to pierce through Yue Yun's body, pouring all the coldness into him.
The illusory health bar trembled and dropped by another small segment.
The Fox Beast raised its head to look above Yue Yun's head; the six-meter-long illusory health bar was missing a segment, but his status was still healthy.
In its terrified gaze, Yue Yun treated the ice spikes piercing his body as nothing, shattering them into ice shards with a slight exertion of force.
Along with them, his frozen shirt shattered as well.
Yue Yun's upper body was completely bare, his muscle lines clean and full, clearly engraved on his torso. The sense of power contained within his body was visible to the naked eye.
His body was like a sculpture carved by the gods, perfect and flawless, showing absolutely no sign of having been attacked.
"No, no, no... don't!"
The Fox Beast was terrified to the core, filled with panic.
Yue Yun's arm reached out like a dragon emerging from the sea, perfectly cutting off the Fox Beast's retreat. His slender hand gripped its slender neck, lifting it up until it was level with his gaze.
The threat of death assaulted its brain.
The Fox Beast, its spirit not yet recovered, saw stars; it instinctively curled its body and began to struggle, regardless of the cost.
"Please, let me go..."
"Too late!"
Yue Yun's gaze was incomparably cold. His other hand covered its muzzle, his slender fingers slowly tightening as he breathed.
With a snap, the neck was twisted to the right!
The Fox Beast breathed its last. Along with the decapitated Lizard Beast, only the Werewolf Beast remained, its fate uncertain.
From the moment the three Beasts and the Beast Tamer attacked, until two Beasts and the Beast Tamer died, only the heavily injured Beast and Beast Tamer remained.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye.
It hadn't even taken five minutes—not enough time to drink a cup of tea—before Yue Yun had successfully resolved the matter. When the members of the Administration Bureau arrived in a rush, they could only see the scene left by the storm.
The Lizard Beast had been decapitated at the entrance of the noodle shop; pungent, bloody filth was everywhere, extremely jarring.
The Werewolf Beast that had smashed through the noodle shop wall and the corpse embedded in the wall silently spoke of the violent acts.
The one who had created this violent scene was that calm-looking, bare-chested youth, holding the corpse of the Fox Beast in his hand, with the still-conscious Werewolf Beast stepped under his foot.
His tall, upright frame looked even larger bare-chested; the heroic spirit, confidence, and composure between his brows added a touch of murderous aura and dominance.
Yue Yun's reputation because of the Dao of Martial Arts was thunderous; who would have thought he would be so mighty and domineering when dealing with Beasts.
Police officer Lin Zhou couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
"Are there any survivors?"
"Yes."
Yue Yun raised his hand to point at the middle-aged man who was kneeling on the ground with his head bowed, then gestured with his chin at the Werewolf Beast under his foot.
"There are these two left; perhaps we can get some information out of them!"