Chapter 139: Bird Strike
Li Lang and his two friends each sized up the Qi beast flying parallel with their Skyrunner. It tried to swerve left and right to lose them, but Sima Xue followed along its movements with ease. The bird visibly got frustrated and tried ramming them again and again with abrupt movements, but even then, the vehicle expertly mimicked its motion.
This brusque action got the trio looking to stabilize their footing.
“Careful there!” Li Lang shouted out.
The speeds they were traveling meant the wind was whistling their ears, but it posed no problem for those with their cultivation.
“I know what I’m doing!” Sima Xue yelled back. “Don’t worry and fight freely. I’ll catch you if any of you fall.”
Li Lang could tell she said the last part with a mischievous smirk. He chose to ignore it, as the star of the current show was not him.
Despite having reached the eighth stage of Energy Gathering, he would normally not be a match against a beast at the peak of the same realm. This was doubly true against an aerial beast. He knew his role was that of a supporting one. Long Yi would be their main force. After all, he was the one who suggested they take on the challenge instead of having Sima Xue swiftly deal with it.
“Terra Moon Slash!” the sizable man in question cried out.
Staying true to the principle of honing a few techniques to perfection rather than becoming a jack of all trades, Long Yi had tirelessly trained the same Qi art for years. It could be said the current Terra Moon Slash had undergone a transformation compared to the time he first revealed it at the tournament. It was that tournament that earned him a spot to the pocket realm, so it was vivid in his memories for him to compare to.
Time waited for no one. The ranged attack, which consisted of a sharp stone shaped into a crescent moon, swiftly flew toward the Qi bird. From how close they were flying together, the beast didn’t even get the chance to react before it landed squarely on its side.
A sharp, piercing screech rang out as the move managed to draw blood, but the wound was shallow. The plumage had softened the blow. Still, the creature evidently suffered as it flew around erratically from pain. Sima Xue decided to simply hover their carriage a short distance from the spectacle.
“W-we should act. Or e-else it may r-recover,” Wei Ping advised.