My Special Ability is Perfect Replication Chapter 112 – Group Hunt, Class–7 Direbeasts

The Komodo Dragon spotted Ling Jiu and his company, but it lost interest after a glance. It saw them as three weak puppies. Not worth a d*mn.

So it ignored them.

But what the Komodo Dragon did not expect was that one of the puppies attacked it.

And this puppy was none other than Ling Jiu.

Ling Jiu performed Teleportation to come in front of the Komodo Dragon in an instant and ruthlessly stabbed it with a meter-long silver spear.

ROAR!

The Komodo Dragon roared, swaying its head, and easily avoided Ling Jiu's attack.

“That's fast!”

Ling Jiu was secretly shocked.

The Komodo Dragon looked cumbersome, but with a simple sway of its head, it moved much quicker than the Class-Six Direbeasts he had encountered before.

This was a Class-Seven Direbeast.

In terms of strength, speed, agility, and defense, this Direbeast completely topped Class-6 Direbeasts. It was completely not in the same league as Class-Six Direbeast.

ROAR!

After dodging Ling Jiu's attack easily, the Komodo Dragon opened its mouth, wanting to swallow Ling Jiu alive.

Ling Jiu disappeared again. And when he reappeared, he was to the left of the Komodo Dragon. This upset the Komodo Dragon. 'Is he targeting my eyes?' The Direbeast thought.

ROAR!

The Komodo dragon was furious, raising its right claws to grab Ling Jiu.

Just when Ling Jiu was about to teleport himself away, the Komodo Dragon's giant claws halted, its immense body frozen in place.

Immediately afterward, Ai Yuhe's heavy breathing sounded in his ear. “Hurry up, I can't hold it for long, Ling Jiu!”

“Got it!”

Ling Jiu aimed at the Komodo Dragon's eye and pierced it with his spear.

If the Komodo Dragon had any weakness, the eyes were the only weak spot where it had the weakest defense.

But to Ling Jiu's surprise, as soon as the spear pierced into the Komodo Dragon's eyeball, it stuck and could not go in further.

As a Class-Seven Direbeast, the Komodo Dragon's musculature was tough, preventing the spear from penetrating further.

“This is a Class-Seven Direbeast!”

Ling Jiu was secretly surprised, but he was not slow either. He performed Tungsten Form, raised his fist, and punched on one end of the spear.

In a horrific burst of power, the spear penetrated and disappeared into the eyeball.

The intense pain caused the Komodo Dragon to break free from Ai Yuhe's Dimensional Shackle with terrifying energy and groaned frantically.

Ling Jiu quickly teleported himself a hundred meters away and then made the silver spear extend inside the Komodo Dragon's head.

The excruciating pain caused the Komodo Dragon to cry continuously; its groan sounds like rumbling of thunder in all directions.

Its sharp claws banged the earth frantically. Its tail wagged around like a steel whip, cutting off trees in the surroundings while the earth trembled violently.

“It is really terrifying when a Class-Seven Direbeast goes mad!”

Ling Jiu took a breath as he returned beside Ai Yuhe and Ling-er. “Its death is certain. We just need to wait to reap the fruits of victory!”

“It was a close call just now!”

Ai Yuhe gasped a few times. “Your teleportation ability saved you. Otherwise, the Komodo Dragon would have smashed you to your death.”

“Don't put yourself at risk next time, brother!” Ling-er looked worried.

“Don't worry!”

The Komodo Dragon was so tough that it could still struggle for a few moments before it dropped dead to the ground even though his head had been smashed into a paste.

“We have got our first Class-Seven Direbeast!”

Ling Jiu looked at the body of the dead Komodo Dragon and was pleased with his achievement.

One Class-Seven Direbeast was equivalent to 100 Class-Six Direbeasts.

That meant this Komodo Dragon was worth one million points.

“One million points!”

“So easily?”

Ai Yuhe and Yang Ling-er murmured to themselves, feeling it surreal.

“Take a short break, and then we will move one to another Class-Seven direbeast!”

Human ambition was endless. Once it was triggered, there was no turning back. Since Ling Jiu had hunted his first Class-Seven Direbeast, he had set his eyes on Class-Seven Direbeasts as his target.

Go hunting for Class-Six Direbeasts again? He was not interested anymore.

An hour later, the trio found a second Class-Seven Direbeast.

It was a Mastiff-Headed Scorpion-Tailed Lion, seven or eight stories tall at shoulder level, having a body length of forty to fifty meters, and a steel pin-like mane, looking extremely ferocious.

It apparently was a strong lion, but it had the head of a dog and a scorpion tail with a hook glinting in greenish light. Besides, it had exposed fangs in its mouth.

The Mastiff-Headed Scorpion-Tailed Lion was not only powerful but also very agile and extremely venomous.

It was stronger than Komodo Dragons in terms of combat strength but with slightly less defense ability than Komodo Dragons.

Ling Jiu teleported himself to the front of the Mastiff-Headed Scorpion-Tailed Lion and stabbed it with a metal spear. But the Direbeast opened his mouth and roared like thunder.

ROAR!

The rumbling roar produced waves of horrible shock waves visible to the naked eyes in the void.

Ling Jiu felt his brain was going to explode, and his ears hummed. He could not help covering his ears with a painful expression on his face.

ROAR!

The Mastiff-Headed Scorpion-Tailed Lion roared again, raising its giant claws to strike at Ling Jiu. At that very moment, Ai Yuhe and Yang Ling-er intervened.

“Dimensional Shackle!”

“Flaming Spear!”

The Mastiff-Headed Scorpion-Tailed Lion was instantly subdued in place, its claws just inches from Ling Jiu. It was a close call.

Meanwhile, the purple, almost transparent Flaming Spear had nailed the Mastiff-Headed Scorpion-Tailed Lion on the head.

The spear did not penetrate the Mastiff-Headed Scorpion-Tailed Lion's defense, but in the blink of an eye, the flame had spread to the Direbeast's head.

This was not an ordinary flame but a special fire with a temperature as high as 7000°C. The Mastiff-Headed Scorpion-Tailed Lion was groaning in pain.

“What the heck? It knows how to perform Lion's Roar[1]!”

Feeling dizzy, Ling Jiu shook his head and called out at Ai Yuhe. “Get your Dimensional Shackle ready!”

“Aye!”

Ai Yuhe regulated her breathing. The next moment, the Mastiff-Headed Scorpion-Tailed Lion was confined in place again.

“Die!”

Ling Jiu did the same thing, raising his sharp spear to thrust into the eye of the Mastiff-Headed Scorpion-Tailed Lion, and then hammered the spear.

Amid the horrifying sound of bone cracking, the spear punctured and disappeared into the skull of the Direbeast.

At last, the Mastiff-Headed Scorpion-Tailed Lion ended up like the Komodo Dragon earlier. It struggled for a long while before breathing its last.

“Class-Seven Direbeasts are really nasty!”

Ling Jiu looked at the Mastiff-Headed Scorpion-Tailed Lion that had fallen dead to the ground. “It is so different from Class-Six Direbeasts in terms of speed, strength, and agility.

“Starting from Class-Five Direbeasts, strength of a Direbeast of one class higher is exponentially greater. There is a qualitative difference between the Class-Six and the Class-Seven Direbeasts.”

Ai Yuhe shook her head. “Let's just hunt Class-Six Direbeasts from now on. Class-Seven Direbeasts are too dangerous, not worth the while.”

“The major reason is that we are not in the same league as our prey. The gap between Level Five arcanists and Class-Seven Direbeasts are too huge,” said Yang Ling-er.

[1] a Shaolin kung fu technique https://youtu.be/q7wOiGnjJHQ

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