Legend of the Fighter (2)
Chapters... 158: Evolution
Auk... Auk...
Zhou Fan's eyes immediately turned to where Zhou Jim was, the wolf barking backwards.
Zhou Fan twisted his body and right after that appeared several long ropes from within the sand. The rope moved, wrapped around them all.
When the skin met with the black rope, Zhou Fan only realized that it was not a rope, but the tongue. Because it feels springy and there are some sort of faint gray spots on each surface.
"Master, help!"
The old man in the coachman shouted as the tongue was about to throw his body into the quicksand. Even the mouth of the desert monster had opened and revealed sharp teeth.
Zhou Fan took out a sword, slashed out and severed the tongue wrapped around his body. He quickly released them all, including the old man.
But the severed tongue grows back, the same length.
Zhou Fan frowned, it was really only the first time he had seen this kind of creature. Surprisingly this creature is not like a beast in general, but he does not know what the difference is.
Shutt...
The tongue darted and aimed at Zhou Fan's feet, quickly he slashed the sword once again cutting the tongue into two pieces. Yet again and again the tongue grew, while the others were charred and vanished unceremoniously.
The tongue attack continued, but this time Zhou Fan and the others simply dodged without trying to cut.
Auk... Auk...
Zhou Fan's eyes were sidetracked by Zhou Jim's pain, his eyes hunting to see two tongues binding Zhou Jim's body from the front and back.
Zhou Fan tried to save Zhou Jim, but the speed of the desert monster in pulling the tongue was very fast. Zhou Jim was thrown into a wide open mouth with his sharp teeth.
Zhou Fan's eyes widened, he was furious. "Jim... !" Zhou Fan jumped up, about to catch Zhou Jim's floating body.
But ill-fated, he had one late look and Zhou Jim went into the mouth of the desert monster.
Hap!
The desert monster covered his mouth, he then disappeared behind the surface of the sand. The quicksand was gone, it was back to how it was as if nothing had happened.
Zhou Fan woke up after throwing his own body to catch Zhou Jim. But he failed to do so. Seeing the departure of the desert monster, his facial water instantly changed.
"Anything that enters the mouth of the desert monster will not return, even if it is a holy warrior."
Zhou Fan's eyes twitched, at a glance his eyes glanced at the old man but then looked back at the traces of the surface of the sand. He couldn't believe that if Zhou Jim died, his wolves would survive.
Old man looks to fix clothes. "Master - - "
Not yet had the old man finish his words, Zhou Fan raised his hand while taking out several tens of banknotes. "I see, you can come back and just think of it as the cost of damage to your horse carriage."
The pensive old man, did not expect the tenant of his horse carriage was very kind. He left, but before that bowed his body thanking Zhou Fan.
Zhou Fan let out a heavy sigh, no denying that his current feelings were extremely chaotic. Zhou Jim was his companion who had been grooming him for several years. I don't know how many times Zhou Jim helped her in the fight, which is most inherent in the memory of the time the wolf helped her escape the clutches of the saltwater octopus.
"Young master?" Ciu San and Zhi Long approached, they did not know what to say, so just shut up and sat down not far from Zhou Fan's place.
Some time they are still in the same place, in that period Ciu San and Zhi Long did not speak.
Zhou Fan looked at the sky, it seemed that day would change by night. "We continue the journey" said Zhou Fan who made the Two Twin Axes surprised.
"Young master, are we leaving?" ask Ciu San.
Once again Zhou Fan took a deep breath. Actually he wanted to wait a little longer, at least making sure Zhou Jim was in shape. But he could not even search for the existence of the desert monster, as if it had no air of life.
There was no other choice, nor should a steep road be taken. It is a difficult choice, but if he continues to drag on then his regrets will be greater.
Zhou Fan stopped his footsteps, his hands stretched out on standby while checking the situation.
After a moment of silence, Zhou Fan jumped up. "Dodge!"
Ciu San and Zhi Long quickly jumped up. A moment later the surface of the sand slowly rose and formed a hill.
Zhou Fan's eyes were so focused, looking up at the top of the hill that was steadily rising high.
When it came out a very familiar tongue, Zhou Fan's expression turned dark. He unhesitatingly pulled out a sword and prepared to attack. "Jim, I'll get your revenge!"
Zhou Fan had yet to issue an attack, but his tongue did not move as before. The dunes did not increase in height, once the wind blew strong the figure of a creature that is often referred to as a desert monster was plastered in front of their eyes.
Zhou Fan seemed hard to believe, a desert monster was not like in his shadow. The shape of this desert monster is like a radish plant with a jagged mouth, obviously the desert monsters are not a group of beasts, but rather an herb that has evolved. It is also often called a spiritual plant.
If not wrong in the book of emperor also explained about some things that can make herbal plants evolve. In addition to the age of the herbal plant itself, certain natural symptoms are also very decisive.
Zhou Fan was still on standby, but it appeared that this desert monster did not move at all. Of course this astonished him.
"Young master, look!" Ciu San pointed to the hull of the desert monster, as if someone was trying to penetrate from within.
Zhou Fan also tightened his sword, preparing to welcome the attack.
The longer the lump the bigger it appears something from the inside will come out.
Zhou Fan started counting, preparing to make an attack. Likewise with Ciu San and Zhi Long who had held the ax so tightly.
3...
2...
1...
Crashes...
Awooo!
The howl suddenly made Zhou Fan lower his hand, his eyes flashing to see Zhou Jim coming out from the belly of this gigantic-sized spiritual plant.
A happy smile was etched beautifully into her face. Unbelievable, the Zhou Jim whom he thought was leaving was back. Indeed the heavens had outlined a destiny for him to be with her.
But there was a different, visible sign on Zhou Jim's forehead in the shape of a crescent moon shining silvery yellow, very clear.
Zhou Fan approached, but Zhou Jim's body shone and slowly formed a ball.
Zhou Jim was confined within the ball of light, but Zhou Fan only kept silent because remembering this incident was exactly the same as the moment before Zhou Jim leveled up.
"He's going to level up, we wait and let him break through his tiers." Zhou Fan retreated, returning to where Ciu San and Zhi Long were.
Time passed and the moon grew brighter.
Zhou Fan lit a fire, making the cold night even warmer.
"Young man, how long will he be locked in that ball?"
Zhou Fan turned to Zhi Long, "I don't know, but as I recall it won't be long."
Simultaneously the ball of light dimmed and instantly disappeared. Zhou Jim curled up, with his feet slowly standing up.
Zhou Fan could not distract him from Zhou Jim, nor did Ciu San and Zhi Long. He noticed the very different figure of Zhou Jim.