Chapter Forty-Seven: The Capture
The three of them hurriedly looked towards the martial arts arena.
There had been tremendous changes in the martial arts arena, and in the blink of an eye, the tornado had risen to a height of five or six meters, and the sharp whirlwind seemed to be countless sharp blades spinning and cutting wildly. The entire center of the storm let out a huge roar, and even faintly heard a burst of thunder.
Ahan had already stopped dancing at this time, and the steel knife in his hand was thrust into the rock of the martial arts arena by him. Resisting the ubiquitous whirlwind. His face was solemn, and the clothes on his body were soon cut by the wind with countless slender cuts, and in the blink of an eye, they were already shattered, turning into pieces of cloth and flying with the wind. There have been dozens of shallow cuts on his body, dripping with blood.
"Oops, Senior Brother Yahan, he hasn't stabilized this mood at all. It was just an unconscious act just now, and once you wake up, you lose control. Lester said in a low voice.
"Then what to do, will it be dangerous!" Qianhong asked worriedly.
"Probably not, this kind of heaven and earth land affected by artistic conception will gradually weaken once it gets out of control, and it will soon disappear." Lester pondered for a moment and said calmly.
Ahan didn't know why this happened, when the storm got bigger and stronger, and he gradually came to his senses, but as soon as he woke up, there was a problem, he found that the wind around him could not be controlled at all, and he did not know how to control it.
When the storm spiraled out of control and the eye of the storm receded, he sensed that something was wrong. The wind was not an ordinary wind at all, it rotated at high speed, as if it was composed of countless sharp blades, and as soon as he came into contact with it, he felt the horror of the storm. If it weren't for him decisively sticking the steel knife into the rock of the martial arts arena to stabilize his body, he would have been spinning with the storm by now.
Fortunately, as Lester said, it didn't take long for the storm to subside, and Ahan quickly escaped.
He didn't bother to say hello to the three junior brothers, and hurriedly ran towards his room. He is now covered in ****, and he still has blood marks on his body, which is really difficult to see. He ran into the room, washed up again, removed the blood from his body, changed another set of clothes, and tidied up before going out again.
"Congratulations, senior brother, for understanding the artistic conception." Wu Meng said loudly, when the three junior disciples saw Yahan again, their eyes were already different, if it was only the respect between ordinary junior brothers before, but now their eyes are already looking at a strong man.
"Mood?" Ahan was stunned and asked suspiciously. He didn't know what artistic conception was at all, and there was no knowledge about it in the virtual space, and even if he did, he only mentioned it occasionally. After all, there is such a thing as artistic conception, which can only be comprehended by oneself, and it belongs to the knowledge of words that can not be spoken, and there are very few things.
Lester explained it again, and Ahan realized that he seemed to have realized something extraordinary. However, he is also confused, and every time he appears in a mysterious state, if he is asked to do it again, he doesn't dare to guarantee whether he can use it again.
After this incident, the three of them lost interest in learning. The four of them then chatted for a while, and seeing that it was not too early, Ahan took his leave.
Out of the sacred mountain, Ahan ran straight to the pool, jumped into the deep pool, and passed through the long hole of water. As soon as he entered the hall, he felt a faint coercion.
The little beast was still firmly in ambush in one of the corners.
Ahan glanced around, but found no sign of it. This little beast is very clever, and every time it hides it is more hidden than the last time.
But what it didn't know was that the unique aura on its body was like a torch in the dark night, exposing everything about it.
He looked around again, and finally he stopped at a strange rock. Such strange stones, in this stalactite hall, are everywhere, but there is only one with a silver sharp corner at the top.
A smile appeared on his lips, and he tiptoed towards the little beast.
Sure enough, as he walked forward, the silver sharp corners began to shake slightly, obviously a little uncontrollable. But after so many days, this little beast has become more and more bold, and its patience has become better and better, if it had been before, it would have jumped out a long time ago, spewed out a mouthful of white flames from afar, and then turned around and fled, but now, it is still as immobile as a mountain.
This just gave Ah Han a chance, and the effective distance of the vertigo technique was more than five meters, but it was not clear how much.
Twenty meters, fifteen meters, the little beast shook even more, and several times I wanted to poke my head out to see what was going on, but in the end I held back.
Ahan continued to walk forward, and his heart became careful. Because the attack distance of the beast's flame is about eight meters, it attacks in a line of fire.
He got closer and closer, almost eight meters away. He stopped suddenly, a faint smile on his lips.
Behind the rocks in front of them, the silver horns dangled back and forth, clearly nervous. At this moment, its paws suddenly pressed against the rock, and after a few strokes, it made a loud noise, and the stone powder fell in a plop, as if luring Ahman forward.
But Ahan was unmoved.
When the little beast saw that he still stopped, his heart was also anxious, his claws slid more and more violently, and the sound became louder and louder, and pieces of broken stones, then fell to the ground, making a clanging sound, which constantly echoed in the empty hall.
After a while, the little beast finally understood that it had been discovered. It was lying on the rocks with its upper limbs, its head slightly raised, its eyes carefully peeking out of the rocks, and peeking forward. Seeing that Ahan was looking at it, he hurriedly shrank back again.
But then, the little beast suddenly jumped up to the rock, opened its jaw, and spewed out a mouthful of flames, and turned and ran away, ignoring the results.
Ah Han slightly avoided the terrifying flame, and the spiritual power flowed rapidly in the meridians, and his body was like lightning, rushing towards the little beast.
The little beast ran frantically in front, this kind of thing, it had done many times, and every time it was extremely safe, the huge two-legged creature could not catch up with it at all, as long as it ran to the bathing place, it was safe. The two-legged creature didn't dare go any way there!
But soon it noticed something that frightened it immensely, the two-legged creature was running much faster today, and the distance between the two sides was slowly narrowing.
The scales of the little beast stood up in fright, and its limbs ran wildly. It couldn't figure out why it couldn't outrun the two-legged creature when it ran on all fours.
The front is where it bathes, as long as it holds on for a while, it will be fine to spray it with hot magma when the time comes, and the little beast is secretly ruthless in his heart!
At this time, there was a sudden warning in its heart, it turned back with difficulty, and found a shield-shaped phantom, which instantly disappeared into its mind, it felt a slight dizziness, and its body immediately lost its balance, and kept rolling in front.