Chapter 88: Wood Demon
With a long whip in hand, Han Kexin approached the Frost Slime slowly, carefully tending to Xiao Yu’s instructions. Suddenly, she covered her ears and landed a hard slam on the humanoid creature’s chest. A deafening sound of glass shattering echoed as the Frost Slime was thrown back several meters, leaving a deep depression and spiderweb-like cracks on its icy exterior.
“It’s pretty sturdy!”
Han Kexin thought to herself: she knew the power of her whip. Even the strongest elementary level monster would have their bones and tendons shattered upon being hit by it, not to mention the barbs on the whip that could strip away layers of flesh.
The Frost Slime was whipped but quickly healed and solidified the cracks on its chest, leaving no trace behind. As it began to heal itself, it charged towards Han Kexin with two poisoned blades in hand. Acting quickly, Han Kexin caught the creature’s neck with her whip and yanked it down, causing the Frost Slime to stumble and fall. With a swift flick of her arm, Han Kexin released the creature and struck it hard on the back with her whip, shattering ice and causing it to scatter in all directions.
Xiao Yu silently nodded, marveling at Han Kexin’s increasing mastery of the whip. Her timing was impeccable, her strikes were ferocious, and her attacks were cunning, flexible, and adaptable, fully exploiting the advantages of her weapon.
However, the Frost Slime was not an easy opponent either; it had simply been caught off guard by Han Kexin’s tactics. After suffering two losses, the Frost Slime made some adjustments to its body, its arms splitting apart and becoming four slender limbs with sharp blades that were better suited for close combat.
A gaping hole appeared in the creature’s smooth chest, and a blast of frigid air rushed out, leaving a trail of ice in its wake. The ground beneath them quickly became covered with a layer of frost wherever the cold current passed.
Han Kexin’s quick reflexes allowed her to dodge the intense cold breath skillfully.
The Frost Slime charged forward, gliding astonishingly fast over the ice with both feet. Four razor-sharp blades came at Han Kexin from different directions, causing her expression to shift. Swiftly, she pulled her arm back with force, using the whip wrapped around the blade to yank the Frost Slime’s body into the air. She was about to retract her whip, but, to her surprise, it wouldn’t budge.