Rabbit Must Die
Chapter 713 - 309 Steal The Sky To Change The Day_1

Chapter 713: Chapter 309 Steal The Sky To Change The Day_1

During the conversation, the remnants of the explosion scattered, and Zhang Weiyu finally saw that the rabbit’s head had acquired a pot!

To be precise, it was a furnace, and that furnace was stuck on the rabbit’s head. His punch had just landed on that pot, and as a result, the pot didn’t break, but his fist was a little sore!

"What are you looking at? If you’re not convinced, throw another punch!" the Eight Trigrams Furnace taunted.

The Eight Trigrams Furnace was absolutely confident in its own hardness. What it truly feared was having its mind and soul destroyed. After all, its durability had been tested through countless sessions of alchemy and artifact refining. And it had been personally verified by none other than the Sage Lord Laozi, so its confidence was rock-solid. However, as far as the mind and soul were concerned, in the face of severely lacking combat experience, it felt insecure.

Since the opponent was fighting with his fists, the Eight Trigrams Furnace was naturally exuberantly provocative.

Zhang Weiyu rubbed his fist and said, "Rabbit, is this your trump card?"

Qin Shou lifted the Eight Trigrams Furnace to reveal a chubby face and said, "Don’t misunderstand, it was acting up on its own just now. Come on, let’s continue, try to beat me to death."

For some reason, Zhang Weiyu felt an uncontrollable surge of anger at the sight of that damn rabbit’s chubby face. He couldn’t suppress it, so he stepped forward and threw another punch!

Without any hesitation, Qin Shou also roared and threw a punch back, simultaneously thinking to himself: "Steal The Sky To Change The Day!"

Bang!

Qin Shou’s arm was instantly twisted by Zhang Weiyu’s punch, causing Qin Shou to grimace in pain and hop around in place, but the Eight-Nine Empyrean Art not only enhanced his physical strength but also his healing abilities. So after shaking his hand, his arm recovered.

Seeing this, Zhang Weiyu finally frowned and said, "Rabbit, it seems I’ve underestimated you. Well, it’s time to end today’s fight. Rabbit, once I unleash these next sixteen punches, I won’t be able to hold back, and it’s going to be a baptism as violent as a storm. I planned on leaving you a whole corpse to roast and eat. But now, it seems I can only turn you into minced meat."

Upon hearing this, Qin Shou’s face suddenly turned dark... He swore that in all his life, having seen countless films and encountered many villains, they all talked about leaving a whole corpse, but those scenes were just the villains showing off. Only this time, Qin Shou felt truly insulted.

Without waiting for Qin Shou to respond, Zhang Weiyu had already charged at him again, and very dramatically bellowed: "Dragon-Phoenix Eighteen Styles!"

Dragons and phoenixes cried out, and the wild force swept between heaven and earth. Chongba was blown away involuntarily, not to mention offering help; even approaching was impossible.

Seeing this, Qin Shou’s heart trembled; he knew the opponent had finally seen through his tricks. It was unlikely that he could continue to bluff and slow down the pace to help him train his skills.

The opponent made it clear that this time the plan was to deliver all sixteen punches at once! And these sixteen punches were beyond his control. Once unleashed, all sixteen would come one after another, non-stop!

Qin Shou estimated that if he took all sixteen punches, he would probably be beaten into a cloud of blood mist on the spot... dead beyond dead.

"Rabbit..." the Eight Trigrams Furnace was about to offer help, but Zhang Weiyu was too fast, already charging at him!

And this time, Zhang Weiyu was cautious. Before the Eight Trigrams Furnace could move, a green python burst out from behind Zhang Weiyu’s neck, and with a flick of its tail, it wrapped around the Eight Trigrams Furnace, forcibly flinging it away!

This completely cut off Qin Shou’s last means of survival!

Zhang Weiyu said nothing, his fists raining down on Qin Shou like a torrential downpour!

Witnessing this scene, the Eight Trigrams Furnace and Chongba called out anxiously, "Rabbit!"

However, the response they got was a very chuunibyo-like shout from the rabbit, "Eighteen Styles of Massage!"

Then, the rampant and violent aura vanished in an instant. The dragon and phoenix monsters on Zhang Weiyu’s body exploded with a bang, and a brilliant light obscured the view of both onlookers, blinding them.

They could only faintly hear someone comfortably shouting, "Harder, put more strength... Move upward... oh, that feels good!"

When the brilliance dimmed and their eyesight returned, they were astounded to see the rabbit lying in the void with Zhang Weiyu standing beside it, deftly tapping on Qin Shou’s body with a pitter-patter, the rabbit moaning in comfort incessantly...

"What’s going on?" Chongba and the Eight Trigrams Furnace looked on befuddled at the scene before them.

Not just them, but at that moment Zhang Weiyu also snapped back to reality, leaped away, and angrily asked, "What the heck is this?"

Qin Shou sat up, shook his shoulders and said, "Feels good..." Then he tossed a Red Spirit Crystal to Zhang Weiyu, saying, "Here’s a tip, keep it."

Zhang Weiyu subconsciously caught the Red Spirit Crystal, then came to his senses, crushed the crystal, and roared at Qin Shou, "What did you do to me? Take my Dragon-Phoenix Eighteen—uh?"

After shouting, Zhang Weiyu looked at his own body with a dumbfounded expression, and under muscle memory, his hands reflexively stretched out, performing a standard massage procedure: press, hammer, push, roll, knead, slap... the techniques flowed out swiftly! With tears in his voice, Zhang Weiyu cried out, "What on earth is this? Why have I forgotten how to use my magic, and why is my head full of massage techniques?"

Qin Shou immediately replied, "Don’t cry, don’t cry... what’s a big guy like you crying for? I mean, look at those techniques, they’re still so skilled! Just like before! How about I lie down and you give me another massage?"

Hearing this, Zhang Weiyu completely lost it, charged forward, grabbed the fur on Qin Shou’s chest, and yelled, "Where are my Dragon Spirit and Phoenix Spirit? Where’s my Eighteen Styles of Massage? Where’s my magic?!"

Smiling at Zhang Weiyu, Qin Shou said, "You talking about these guys?"

The next moment, two evil spirits rose behind Qin Shou, precisely Zhang Weiyu’s dragon and phoenix evil spirits!

Zhang Weiyu said in disbelief, "How... how is this possible?"

Qin Shou shook his arms and replied, "What’s so impossible? Aren’t you aware of how you usually treat them? You promised nine to five, but you make them work overtime every day without a raise. No wonder they’ve revolted and fled. Now they’re my employees. How about that? Want to try the thrills of the Dragon-Phoenix Eighteen Styles?"

Zhang Weiyu heard Qin Shou’s words and thought he was just spouting nonsense he couldn’t understand.

But the latter part he did understand, and he awoke to the realization that the rabbit before him was too tricky, and having forgotten his magic, continuing the fight would surely be his own downfall.

Zhang Weiyu was straightforward, turning on his heels and bolting away, all the while shouting, "Rabbit, I’m feeling a bit under the weather today, we’ll fight another day!"

Qin Shou watched Zhang Weiyu’s retreating figure and smacked his lips, saying, "Lucky you’re quick on your feet."

That’s when the Eight Trigrams Furnace sidled up and asked, "Rabbit, just letting him go like that?"