bestfiction Chapter 30 Escape
Chapter 30 Escape
"Brother Yue, run!"
After letting out a roar, Zhong Ming kicked the big man hard on the head without any hesitation.
There was no other way; it was a tunnel.
The two men fell to the ground, and a fleshy little thing rolled down with them, eventually crawling into Yue Kaishan's large meat sack in the chaos.
Zhong Ming scrambled to his feet, carrying a stick in one hand and pulling the big man with the other, and tried to run away.
"Brother, don't be afraid. If anyone hits you, I'll reason with them."
At this point, Yue Kaishan still thought that it was other cultivators from the upper levels who had come to cause trouble.
"No, it's a mouse."
"What?"
Before Yue Kaishan could react, the sharp claws, gleaming with spiritual energy, had already probed out of the dark tunnel and easily tore open his shoulder with a single claw.
Blood gushed out instantly, and the powerful impact sent both of them flying.
The two heads slammed hard against the top of the tunnel, then slid down the stone walls in a frenzy.
Zhong Ming did his best to adjust his posture, so that he could use the opponent's attack power to maximize his speed.
He lay beneath Yue Kaishan, his tattered clothes rubbing wildly against the tunnel, his back burning with pain. There were inevitably some small sharp stones on the mine tunnel that hadn't been completely smoothed out, leaving streaks of blood after each stroke.
Zhong Ming was covered in blood; the blood behind him was his own, and the blood in front of him was from Yue Kaishan's shoulder, which had smeared on his face.
"Brother Yue, hang in there!"
The big man kept twisting his body, saying, "Put me down, I need to throw a punch, otherwise neither of us will be able to leave."
The enormous mine mole rat behind them was incredibly fast and moved silently, catching up in just a few breaths.
Zhong Ming had opened this tunnel, and he knew that they would reach the bottom soon, if only they could delay it a little bit more.
Sorry, this is a super useful hoe handle...
Only the long-handled magic weapon shone slightly. The damaged area was so large that the spiritual runes on it were almost ineffective, and most of the spiritual power injected into it was wasted.
That's enough.
Zhong Ming suddenly twisted his wrist, and the stick was placed horizontally in the mine tunnel, with both ends inserted two inches into the rock wall with the help of weak spiritual energy.
enough.
"Duang~~"
The long handle was inevitably bitten off by the other side, but the two remaining pieces of the stick did not disappear into thin air. The broken ends of the two pieces of the stick were very sharp and collided violently with its fur.
The fire flashed away.
Sparks flew when the metal rod touched its fur.
Before being completely destroyed, this magical artifact completed its mission, successfully forcing the opponent to slow down.
"three".
"Ah, what did you say?"
"Two, one."
Zhong Ming frantically circulated his spiritual energy, condensing it on his back. He hoped countless times that the Body Refining Technique could really strengthen his physical body a little, but in the end, he was still disappointed.
The two crashed into the rubble, with Zhong Ming trapped underneath.
Yue Kaishan immediately stood up, pressing his wound tightly with one hand, unable to free his other hand to pull Zhong Ming.
Zhong Ming was still lying on the ground, his back burning with pain. Just as he was about to get up, a large bag of meat hit him in the chest as soon as his back left the pile of rubble.
"Awooo!" This cry was more piercing than the roar of any wild beast.
Yue Kaishan straightened up, raised his foot, and used his heel to press against Zhong Ming's shoulder, slightly lifting it upwards, and suddenly exerted force.
"Ow!!"
"Brother, run! I can't hold them off for much longer."
Zhong Ming flipped 180 degrees on the spot, and instead of falling backwards, he fell face-first down.
A large bag of flesh on my chest cushioned the impact.
The impact nearly ruptured his lungs; Zhong Ming felt several of his ribs were broken, and speaking was extremely difficult.
"Yue...no...it's too strong..."
“I have been learning Yue Family Mountain Opening Fist since I was a child. From the first day I learned the fist, I was told that my chances of winning would increase by 30% after getting close to the enemy, and by another 30% in a narrow place. In the crevices of rocks or under cliffs, I could cross the border to fight the enemy. Now that the enemy is strong and I am weak, it is only natural.”
Yue Kaishan stopped covering his wound, adopted a boxing stance, lowered his injured shoulder, and brushed his hand across his waist. Sometime during the day, a bandage appeared on his arm.
An inexplicable aura rose up.
"Hurry up and run, the area within ten feet behind me will be injured by my move."
Zhong Ming struggled to his feet and staggered forward.
To be honest, he felt like a hedgehog, walking slowly with his back covered in pebbles.
"Go press that black round stone in the room, hurry!"
Yue Kaishan shouted loudly, as if he wanted to expel all the impurities in his body in one breath.
Time seemed to slow down. Zhong Ming's consciousness was frantically urging his body to move forward, each step so slow that it made him anxious.
Hurry up, hurry up.
Ten zhang!
That must be incredibly powerful.
Two thoughts kept nagging at Zhong Ming's mind. One urged him to turn around and look, even if it was just to mimic a gesture, while the other immediately and firmly rejected that idea. The key to escaping was to avoid looking back, as that would slow him down! The most important thing now was to get out of there.
Breathe.
How far did I run?
I don't know, it might not even be ten zhang, or it might have already exceeded that.
My perception of time and distance has become blurred.
Breathe~
Damn it, should I scatter some spirit stones to slow it down, or even just hit it a few times?
Think, think quickly, what usable items are in the storage stone? What usable items are in your dentures?
By the way, mica.
The allure of the mica stone must be immense. If I take the treasure out of the storage stone, the other party might abandon its attack on Brother Yue and come after me instead.
This would create an opportunity for Brother Yue to attack.
My left foot is about to land.
Zhong Ming adjusted his posture in mid-air and turned to look back.
Yue Kaishan's broad shoulders grew larger and larger in his field of vision.
"Damn it, you're doing it again!"
Zhong Ming was sent flying again. The black rat's sharp claws, which should have pierced through a piece of paper with ease, felt like hitting a wall when it struck him. The side impact was obvious; everyone heard a crisp sound of bones breaking.
The two were sent flying dozens of meters backward.
Yue Kaishan's words were not unfounded; the enemy was driven back a considerable distance.
"Quickly, go press the stones."
Yue Kaishan gave Zhong Ming a hard shove.
"My life is in your hands. Press it, and the guards will be here soon."
Zhong Ming could already see the room at the end of the tunnel in the distance—a bright room, a room radiating soft light.
The black, round stone is right there.
Zhong Ming took a deep breath. He knew the enemy was about to catch up and he wouldn't have time to run away.
He opened his mouth and spat out a spirit stone, holding it in his hand. His arm muscles tensed, veins bulged, and he threw it forcefully forward.
......
It wasn't lost.
When he turned back, Yue Kaishan was already in a fierce fighting stance, looking like he was ready to fight to the death.
There's no other way, let's take a gamble.
Zhong Ming exhaled a breath of stale air and shouted loudly towards the rear: "Black-haired beast, get over here!"
As soon as he said that, Yue Kaishan seemed to have been hit by a battering ram and fell straight down.
The giant mine mole didn't even glance at him, and charged madly toward Zhong Ming.
This is the connection point between the mine shaft and the room. There's simply no time left; we can't afford to walk even an inch further.
With a mica brick in his mouth, Zhong Ming crossed his arms to protect his vitals, his fingers bracing against the brick, and fell backward.