122: Chapter 122 Master Mo is a Man of Many Talents
The Mountain Storm Pig's pillar-like hooves lifted from the ground.
It raised its heavy forebody, clearly about to activate the Trample skill, causing a small-scale ground tremor.
Bolstered by the Mountain Storm Pig's strength, the Trample skill could cause significant damage to surrounding enemies and add an interrupt effect.
This was quite unfavorable for Yue Yun.
"Ha—!"
The drowsy Miao Sang chose to take action.
The unremarkable sound of a hiss quickly spread; it didn't manifest the ferocity of the War Cry skill and naturally failed to intimidate the super fat pig that was the Mountain Storm Pig.
However, it successfully interrupted the Mountain Storm Pig's Trample skill.
With a shua sound, Yue Yun seized the opportunity to charge, his figure fast as lightning as he arrived before the Mountain Storm Pig in an instant.
At this moment, there was no time to assemble the cold iron long spear.
Yue Yun had no choice but to pull out the spearhead and hold it in his hand, wielding it like a short sword to slash, but it was parried by the Mountain Storm Pig's tusks.
Clang!
The sound of metal clashing resonated along with sparks.
Even the Mountain Storm Pig's burly body trembled, and a flash of suspicion crossed its small eyes buried deep in the folds; it hadn't expected this human's strength to be so great.
The attack missed, but Yue Yun was not discouraged.
He continuously swung the short sword to slash; even though most were blocked by the Mountain Storm Pig's tusks, he still managed to leave deep, bloody gashes on the pig's protruding snout.
Clang, clang, clang—!
The sound of metal clashing was incessant, and sparks flew in all directions.
The sparks from the momentary collisions lit up the forest; in the flickering light, the Mountain Storm Pig was pushed back repeatedly by Yue Yun's slashes, leaving a trail of sparks and lightning.
"Holy crap, that's incredible!"
Bu Zhengjing, hiding high above, marveled.
The Mountain Storm Pig's potential rating was only D-grade; to reach three-star strength with such a burly physique, it must be extremely fierce even in the outer regions.
Yet it was being suppressed and beaten by Yue Yun with just a short sword!
It wasn't that the Mountain Storm Pig wasn't powerful, but that Yue Yun was too ridiculous.
"I told you long ago, you know nothing of their ability to cause trouble," Pan Xuan was very calm about this.
Sharp pain came from the cross-hatched wounds on the Mountain Storm Pig, and the flowing blood completely triggered its ferocity.
It growled and pushed away Yue Yun, who was clinging to it.
The wildness in its small eyes turned into a berserk bestiality; a faint red light enveloped its burly body, and its tusks became even thicker and sharper, each swing carrying the power to tear through the air.
Yue Yun raised the short sword to block the Mountain Storm Pig's attack; the strength transmitted through the tusks made him stagger back a few steps, and a strange sensation caused sharp pain in his palm.
Xu Qingfang noticed something was wrong.
"Is this the Mountain Storm Pig's talent?"
"It should be. I didn't expect it to have such a rare talent like Blood Frenzy. No wonder it's eaten so much and gotten so fat."
Mo Yu also saw the reason from the Mountain Storm Pig's changes.
The Blood Frenzy talent was a type of berserk talent, but unlike the Berserker talent seen on the Mad Bear, it couldn't directly ignore pain.
The Blood Frenzy talent converted states based on lost health, slightly increasing attack power and pain tolerance.
When health fell below a certain threshold, it would enter an immortal Deathmatch state, significantly increasing charge speed and the armor-piercing effect of tusk attacks.
Yue Yun felt intense pain in his palm because the armor-piercing effect made his palm more susceptible to damage.
"Old Yue, don't drag it out!"
Mo Yu quickly called out to remind the battling Yue Yun.
The Thunderwing Griffin also attacked under Xu Qingfang's command, its claws flashing with lightning as it clawed fiercely at the Mountain Storm Pig's back.
The bristles all over the Mountain Storm Pig's body stood up like steel needles again, blocking the explosive lightning and scratching the Thunderwing Griffin's talons as they made contact, causing it some pain.
Yue Yun also saw this move clearly.
He quickly shifted the direction of his slash, narrowly avoiding the Mountain Storm Pig's body, and then let out a sigh of relief.
Just as the Thunderwing Griffin's talons landed on the Mountain Storm Pig's back, Yue Yun clearly saw the lightning being blocked by that thick layer of natural armor, and the needle-like bristles churning to scratch the claws.
It was like some kind of damage reflection mechanism.
Mo Yu shouted again, "Watch out for its Counter-Thorn skill! Don't directly touch its body when it's activated."
Hearing this, Yue Yun felt lucky for his caution.
He pulled back to a safe distance, nimbly assembled the cold iron long spear, and charged at the Mountain Storm Pig again.
The sharp spear pierced through the dim night.
The sharp glint magnified in the Mountain Storm Pig's small eyes; it hurriedly swung its head to parry the menacing spear with its tusks.
Yue Yun's wrist flicked, shaking off the constraints of the tusks with a flourish of spear flowers, and lunged forward toward the fragile snout.
Puchi!
The cold iron long spear, gleaming with a chilly light, pierced straight into the Mountain Storm Pig's snout; as blood blossomed, Yue Yun twisted his wrist and pushed hard, the spear sinking several inches deeper, nearly tearing off half the pig's face.
The red light on the Mountain Storm Pig flared intensely.
Its increasingly tyrannical aura faintly locked onto Yue Yun, already treating him as the target of its Deathmatch state.
Yue Yun didn't give the Mountain Storm Pig the slightest chance.
He stepped forward, pressing right up to the Mountain Storm Pig; his arm suddenly extended, releasing Qi, and a sense of heaviness appeared on his fist.
A mountain rising from the earth, unstoppable!
Yue Yun threw a punch with the strength of his entire body; in an instant, a low sonic boom erupted, and the air pressure rose in layers of ripples.
A dull cracking sound came from the Mountain Storm Pig's jaw; its burly body was knocked high into the air before collapsing heavily to the side.
Shua!
Yue Yun's wrist pulled back, withdrawing the cold iron long spear; a perfect arc of crimson blood was drawn in the air, and the spear tip once again revealed its chilly glint, radiating pure killing intent.
With another puchi sound, the cold iron long spear thrust out like a harpoon, piercing through the Mountain Storm Pig's belly and going straight to the vitals.
The Mountain Storm Pig immediately let out a scream.
Yue Yun gripped the cold iron long spear with both hands and stabbed hard, pinning the Mountain Storm Pig down with the disdainful look of a butcher.
As the crimson blood gurgled and flowed, the Mountain Storm Pig's pillar-like four hooves stopped moving, and its life gradually faded away.
"Done!"
Yue Yun pulled out the cold iron long spear, dodged the spurting blood, and waved to Xu Qingfang and Mo Yu, who hurried over excitedly.
Xu Qingfang curiously examined the Mountain Storm Pig's carcass.
"Such a big pig, how are we going to eat it?"
"Cut whichever part you want to eat!"
Yue Yun pulled out his masterpiece kitchen knife and started gesturing at the Mountain Storm Pig's leg, wanting to chop it into pieces.
Only Mo Yu was doing proper work, circling the Mountain Storm Pig and carefully observing if any part of its body could condense skill Materials.
He snorted disdainfully, "Do you guys really plan to just gnaw on this pig raw? Of course, I should dismantle it first, and then carve off the tasty parts to cook!"
Xu Qingfang and Yue Yun couldn't help but be stunned.
They asked, "You know how to butcher a pig too?"
"No."
Mo Yu shook his head as if it were obvious, "Anyway, it's not much different from dismantling a Pet Beast. I might as well do it!"
Xu Qingfang and Yue Yun looked at each other and immediately handed the kitchen knife to Mo Yu, stepping back half a step to admire his performance.