Chapter 27: Medium-sized macaque? Then I can try!
After standing on the arena, Zhang He also summoned his pet beast.
A juvenile Flat-topped Bear Macaque.
It is classified as a medium-sized ape in the subject classification, known for its speed and flexibility, but its strength should not be underestimated either.
Some well-cultivated Flat-topped Bear Macaques that are in tacit understanding with their Beast Masters can go head-to-head with large apes.
After being summoned, the macaque was a bit lethargic, yawned a long yawn, hugged Zhang He, and buried its head in him.
It was obvious that the clingy monkey was tired.
Zhang He was a bit helpless, took out a nutrient solution, and two Purple Ling Fruits, and fed them to the macaque.
"Mixiong, be good, fight one more round; this is the last round today."
The macaque saw the nutrient solution and fruit, and came to its spirit.
It stuffed them into its mouth quickly.
"After eating, fight with your heart; if you lose, there will be no fruit tomorrow."
"*Oh? *"
The macaque widened its eyes? How could it deduct the monkey's fruit? Too much.
While protesting to its Beast Master, it turned its head to look at Ge Bai's side, sizing up the opponent for a while.
At this time, Da Liu also transformed into his normal form at one end of the field.
Seeing a willow tree standing on the arena, the macaque was a bit confused.
Zhang He had to carefully popularize this Weeping Willow and the ancient willow's skills to it.
Ge Bai also wasn't in a hurry, standing beside Da Liu, also talking about the characteristics of the Flat-topped Bear Macaque.
"Don't be nervous, Da Liu, try your best."
Her tone unconsciously carried some solemnity.
She could see that although they were both juvenile pet beasts, the macaque opposite was stronger than Jiang Yan's Luxury Pig Beast by more than one level.
Ran Caijiao stood in the referee position on the center extension line of the arena very consciously, and even took a whistle out of her pocket.
Seeing that both sides had communicated with their pet beasts, she blew the whistle.
"Are both sides ready?"
Zhang He raised his hand to signal, and Ge Bai learned Zhang He's action and signaled the same.
Seeing this, Ran Caijiao raised her hands horizontally, then raised one hand high, slashed downward hard, and blew the whistle again; this was the standard referee signal for a battle arena.
The battle began.
The moment the whistle sounded, the macaque rushed toward Da Liu.
Unlike the Luxury Pig Beast, this action was too fast; the macaque that looked lazy just now leaped out, its eyes firm, charging forward in an S-shape.
Of course, Da Liu's reaction wasn't slow either, throwing three Wind Blades forward quickly.
*Pop, pop*.
It was a pity that the first two Wind Blades missed completely, but it also startled the macaque, and its forward pace was unconsciously disrupted.
It paused for a moment.
The third Wind Blade hit the macaque's left leg, and the macaque rolled to the right side nimbly, flicking its left leg.
But a bloodstain was visibly floating on the left leg.
Ge Bai's face sank slightly; after the first exchange, she had a judgment about this opponent.
After meeting the Wind Blade, the injury wasn't heavy, and the macaque's defense was average, but not bad either.
What was worth praising was that its speed was astonishingly fast, its attack power couldn't be seen yet, but its battle consciousness was very good.
Overall, it was much stronger than the Luxury Pig Beast.
Worthy of being a pet beast professionally trained by a martial arts hall.
Zhang He also gave clear instructions from the rear.
"Mixiong, don't panic, advance circuitously, pay attention to dodging the Wind Blades."
"*Oh! *"
The macaque responded, not in a hurry to charge forward, and followed the route to the right front.
When the route changed from vertical to horizontal, the hit rate of Da Liu's Wind Blades obviously rose.
*Pop, pop, pop*.
The macaque was very careful at this time, not having any intention of moving forward, dodging the Wind Blades with all its might.
One shot, two shots, three shots.
All three Wind Blades were avoided by the macaque.
From accumulating strength to consecutive Wind Blades, Da Liu could generally only throw three in a group.
Taking advantage of Da Liu's time to accumulate strength, the macaque adjusted its body shape quickly and charged forward.
Ge Bai calculated Da Liu's accumulation time and the macaque's speed.
She accurately judged that after this round of Wind Blades was finished, regardless of whether it hit or not, the macaque would break through to Da Liu's close range.
She wasn't very willing to use the tree trunk's strength to test the attack power of medium-sized ape-types. She had to think of a way.
*Pop, pop, pop, pop* Ge Bai's eyes lit up; this round was four Wind Blades.
Da Liu's Wind Blade had improved again and broken through? Couldn't care about opening the Spirit Plant Cultivation Manual, Ge Bai focused on the battlefield with all her attention.
"Dodge!"
Zhang He shouted.
The macaque gave up charging forward and dodged the Wind Blades with all its might again.
But three consecutive high-intensity jumping dodges were also a huge burden for it.
This time, the movement was far less flexible and easy than it looked before.
After barely avoiding three Wind Blades, the fourth Wind Blade hit the macaque's face directly.
Seeing that it couldn't be avoided, the macaque quickly crossed its arms and blocked in front of its body.
It took a Wind Blade hard, and its body rolled backward to unload the force.
Beautiful.
Although it was an opponent, Ge Bai couldn't help but cheer for this reaction of the macaque.
The training traces were really obvious; was this the level of a new student in the martial arts hall for one month? "Da Liu, prepare Willow Whip."
Ge Bai determined that there wasn't enough time for Da Liu to accumulate strength to throw another wave of Wind Blades.
"*Liu Gu. *"
On the other side of the arena, Zhang He's voice was also exceptionally clear.
"Mixiong, be steady."
Don't look at Zhang He's baby face, but his attack instructions were very steady.
After the macaque rolled, it leaped up, stabilized its body, and didn't care about the bloodstains on its arms, immediately moving forward.
It didn't take two steps before it successfully crashed into Da Liu's close-range attack range.
*Pop, pop*.
Two Willow Whips were thrown out one after another; because the distance was close, the maneuvering space also became smaller.
Dodging the Willow Whip was much harder than dodging the Wind Blade.
The macaque barely dodged one whip, but was hit by the second whip.
Following the trend, it rolled again, the macaque lowered its center of gravity, and pounced on Da Liu.
"Flying Ape Claw!"
After the macaque stood firm, it turned its waist sideways, exerted force from its legs, spirit power gathered in its claws, and it scratched hard at Da Liu's tree trunk with one claw.
The rough brown tree bark was scratched off a large piece by the macaque, and even the blue-white main stem inner stem was damaged.
Clear transparent liquid overflowed from the wound on Da Liu's branches.
This was the first time Da Liu had been injured.
Ge Bai felt terrible.
"*Liu Gu! *"
Da Liu felt the pain, and two Willow Whips were whipped out in response, knocking the macaque over.
But this attack didn't open up the distance.
After the macaque fell to the ground, it rolled a little, still within Da Liu's close-range range.
Ge Bai suppressed her emotions hard and gave clear instructions.
"Da Liu, entanglement!"
This wasn't a skill Da Liu had used before; the Willow Whip was mainly to accumulate strength and whip out, but Ge Bai felt Da Liu could understand.
Just now how he grabbed the phone, just how he entangled the monkey now.
Da Liu endured the pain, poured spirit power into six or seven willow silk strands, and desperately recalled the spirit power movement method when the willow silk entangled items.
The macaque thought it was still a Willow Whip; it probably didn't expect to be entangled by willow silk, and suddenly its reaction slowed down.
"*Oh! *"
Six willow silk strands successfully entangled the macaque.
But willow silk wasn't a vine after all; it could curl up like a leather whip, but the degree of curling could only barely bind the macaque, and it couldn't tighten, nor could it cause stronger damage.
The macaque struggled desperately; the time it could bind it wasn't long.
Ge Bai frowned and said calmly.
"Throw it out, Da Liu."
Da Liu heard this, exerted force from the branches, and threw the macaque back in the direction of Zhang He.
End of Chapter
