Demon King: Hero, don’t run away!
Chapter 341: Egg Hits Stone

Chapter 341: Chapter 341: Egg Hits Stone

Pale blue eyes stared intently at Yang Yu as Luo moved her slender neck back and forth,

"You don’t think I’ll always be as big as a black cat and that you could overpower me without even making a full effort, do you?"

A drop of cold sweat trickled down his forehead, but Yang Yu was not panicked.

He was merely because the strategy he had just devised needed to be reworked from scratch, causing his brain CPU to heat up, making him sweat to cool down.

"You suddenly grew larger, and it startled me.

That’s all it was.

However, whether or not to use full strength, well, we’ll see."

Since Luo had returned to her original form, her attribute panel was fully visible to Yang Yu.

[Luo

Race: Nine-Life Cat Demon

Level: LV73

Attributes: HP: 8830/8830 MP: 1547/1547

Strength 559, Defense 298, Intelligence 641, Special Defense 251, Agility 224, Endurance 324

Resistance: Ice Attribute 40%, Fire Attribute -20%

]

Initially, Yang Yu thought she was some sort of leopard demon, but her panel clearly showed she was a Nine-Life Cat Demon.

Yang Yu had encountered Nine-Life Cat Demons before; the Guardian of the Hall of Wisdom, Scarjade, was one of them.

Yang Yu had also researched legendary heroes like Scarjade, Amon, and the Catastrophe Witch.

The Nine-Life Cat Demon is an extremely ancient and mysterious demon race; no one knows exactly where they settle.

Very few demons speak the human language and can communicate directly with humans.

The academic consensus on studying demons is that if a demon wants to speak human, it requires not only a high intelligence but also prolonged contact with humans.

However, the Nine-Life Cat Demons are different; from birth, they possess intelligence almost equivalent to humans and almost all members of their race can speak human language; they even impart human knowledge within their community.

Even if that human knowledge is completely useless to them.

Moreover, the knowledge they teach evolves and updates with the advancement of the human era.

No one knows why they do this; even they themselves don’t know the reason—they simply follow the ancient ancestors’ last will and execute it diligently.

It is said that these Nine-Life Cat Demons also know ancient human scripts that are lost to mankind, and the master of the existing ancient linguists was a Nine-Life Cat Demon.

Besides having intelligence that rivals humans, Nine-Life Cat Demons also possess a myriad of bizarre appearances.

There were individuals with manes like lions around their necks, individuals with webbed feet like beavers swimming freely in the water, and even individuals with wings like birds, soaring freely in the sky.

Although each individual was unique, they all had the ability to use a skill called "Monster Skillful Transformation" to shrink themselves down to the size of a regular cat.

Moreover, the "Monster Skillful Transformation" skill was also a high-level Monster Tamer skill. With it, even the most enormous demon could be shrunk down close to the size of an ordinary creature, making them quite portable.

Thinking of this, Yang Yu suddenly understood why he previously couldn’t see the attributes of the little snake on Luo and Sena’s shoulders.

They were already transformed, looking at some hooves.

Being a Nine-Life Cat Demon, even if Sena didn’t release her "Monster Skillful Transformation," Luo, who had used that skill countless times among her race, could easily release the skill and return to her original form.

Yang Yu also wanted to learn this skill. If he could learn it, he wouldn’t be afraid of carrying Lotcar around so ostentatiously. It would be as easy as carrying a regular husky.

Unfortunately, he couldn’t. Such a noble skill was obviously expensive in terms of skill points, and Yang Yu didn’t want to waste his skill points frivolously.

"You are really arrogant. When we start fighting, you better not cry," Luo crouched down, viewing Yang Yu as prey and instinctively adopting a posture of ambush.

"The one who ends up crying might not necessarily be me."

As a coldness slowly spread in the dark night, Yang Yu lowered his body’s center of gravity, entering a combat state. His spirit became highly focused with the tense atmosphere, his eyes closely following Luo’s every move, contemplating the attacks Luo might use.

Having considerably broken through the Level cap and leveled up a lot, Yang Yu allocated his newly gained attribute points into Endurance and Speed. He now had more than four thousand Life Value and over three-hundred-and-fifty Speed.

Even if Luo got lucky and her skills continuously hit Yang Yu seven or eight times, he could completely handle it, having plenty of margin for error.

With a roar, Luo’s limbs burst forth with astonishing speed like springs. She leapt up, the dim light gliding over her smooth fur. The tips of her right claw solidified into three crystal-clear sharp spurs, lunging fiercely at Yang Yu.

Fearless, Yang Yu stood his ground, a shadow faintly visible behind him. Eventually, the shadow turned into a black light that merged into his Sword Blade.

As Luo’s claws drew closer, Yang Yu simply stepped back calmly, letting Luo’s Ice Claw completely miss and strike the solid ground, leaving behind three claw marks.

Luo’s assault didn’t stop. Her pitch-black body was the perfect camouflage in the dark night—most people would catch her movements half a beat too slow.

After Yang Yu dodged her first attack, Luo had already readied her next attack. She turned around, her tail covered in Ice Crystal swung like a Meteor Hammer towards Yang Yu.

The dark night didn’t affect Yang Yu’s reactions; he easily ducked, dodging Luo’s attack and simultaneously finding an opportunity to strike, his sword stabbing into the inner side of Luo’s right leg.

Luo, eyes wide with disbelief, immediately jumped away, creating distance between herself and Yang Yu.

She had thought Yang Yu absolutely couldn’t dodge her attacks and would embarrass himself in front of his teammate. Yet she hadn’t expected that Yang Yu could dodge her attacks so unflappably.

Moreover, the force of the sword thrust Yang Yu directed at her was definitely not what she had assessed he could produce—it was a hit absolutely equal to hers.

"How in the world did you manage that? Where did you learn those two weird skills?"

In Luo’s view, the ability of Yang Yu to dodge her attacks and effectively injure her must be due to some special skill.

"That’s not important. Just as you don’t know my details, I don’t know yours. I’d be foolish to reveal my hand to you in the beginning, giving you the advantage."

As he spoke, Yang Yu launched an attack, his sword blade tracing a long line on the ground.

Luo no longer wondered what skills Yang Yu was using and charged at him.

Yang Yu daring to stand up to her so boldly, she was absolutely going to show him what it meant to be an egg smashing against a rock.