6kv Chapter 89 Fighting to the death? Do you even have the right?
Chapter 89 Fighting to the death? Do you even have the right?
Chapter 89 Fighting to the death? Do you even have the right?
Not bad!
A real tiger with piercing eyes and a white forehead!
In reality, Qin Chuan would naturally not be able to do it, but this was his dream, and he was in a state of "a flash of inspiration". In this state, his personal spirit and attention can be said to have reached their current peak. His consciousness was as clear as a mirror and his thoughts were as unobstructed as water. Therefore, transforming himself into a fierce tiger in the dream was not a big problem.
As for why he transformed into a fierce tiger?
Qin Chuan naturally had his own ideas as well.
Firstly, the Tiger Form was the first and most proficient form of boxing he learned. From the Tiger Form beginner to the Tiger Form Twelve Forms, and now to his understanding of the true meaning of the Tiger Form, his understanding of the "tiger" is the most profound. Transforming into a tiger is the best way for him to utilize his strengths.
Secondly, folklore says that mountain tigers possess the ability to command evil spirits; their power is such that all ghosts flee in terror, giving them a natural suppressive effect. The woman appeared in the dream as a spirit, which is essentially a ghost; transforming himself into a tiger should be enough to subdue her.
Lian'er's eyes widened as she looked at Qin Chuan transformed into a fierce tiger.
She had lived for so many years and appeared in the dreams of many people, but she had never seen such a scene.
The young man in front of her, who was only a teenager a moment ago, suddenly transformed into a fierce tiger before her very eyes.
It should be noted that although she is a ghost who entered the dream and is not the master of the dream, her talent gives her a certain degree of control over the dream.
She can distort dreams and suppress the consciousness of those who enter the dream, which is why she was able to bluff earlier. However, this young man in front of her, under her control, was not only not suppressed, but instead transformed into a fierce tiger on his own.
This only proves one thing: this person has extremely strong willpower and an unparalleled control over dreams.
As the tiger lunged at them, Lian'er's expression finally changed completely.
Her eyes widened, and for the first time, genuine fear surfaced in those previously indifferent eyes.
Her body instantly turned into white mist and drifted outwards, clearly trying to dodge the attack.
But it's too slow!
Her earlier carelessness meant she only had time to dissipate part of her body. The next moment, the fierce tiger with its piercing eyes and white forehead pounced on her. The instant the tiger's claws landed, Lian'er let out a short cry of pain, a stark contrast to her previous alluring and composed demeanor.
Qin Chuan finally felt something different at this moment. His attacks on Lian'er before were like passing through thin air, touching nothing and grabbing nothing.
This time, however, a real, tangible sensation came from under the tiger's claws, accompanied by a slight tremor, as if something was struggling and throbbing inside.
He caught him!
Or rather, he captured a part of her.
The true meaning of the tiger form, combined with the incarnation of a fierce tiger, did indeed have an effect.
Folklore says that tigers in the mountains have the ability to command evil spirits and intimidate ghosts. I thought it was just a legend, but it actually came true in my dream.
The tiger's claws descended, suppressing even the soul; this was the suppressive power of "Tiger's Might."
However, the portion of mist that Qin Chuan pressed down on was only a very small amount.
Most of the white mist still escaped from between his claws, drifting towards the window and re-condensing.
But for Lian'er, even the slightest dissipation of the white mist was enough to terrify her.
It's not because of the severity of the injury.
That loss was nothing to her; she could recover after a few days of rest.
What truly frightened her was that this person could actually hurt her in her dreams.
She has been in dreams for many years, but has never encountered an opponent who can truly harm her in her dreams.
Those who were entangled with her either had their life force drained and became emaciated, or succumbed to death in the illusions she wove. No one could ever turn the tables and hurt her.
Even the Taoist priest who captured her had to use his magic to escape from the dream before he could subdue her.
But the boy in front of her transformed into a fierce tiger and injured her!
Lian'er's figure re-formed at the window, appearing somewhat fainter than before. She stared at the fierce tiger with its piercing eyes and white forehead not far away, her face filled with horror.
She couldn't figure out how deep this kid was.
He can transform into a fierce tiger in his dreams and touch her soul. Does he have any other means of attack?
What if she suddenly comes up with some trick she's never seen before?
She didn't know; she knew nothing.
The unknown is the most terrifying thing!
She dared not think any further.
escape!
That was the only thought in her mind at that moment.
She closed her eyes, focused her mind, and channeled her soul power, trying to sever her connection with this dream world.
Normally, one could escape in the blink of an eye, like a fish leaping out of the water, effortless and free.
But the next moment, Lian'er's figure, which was about to dissipate, reappeared. No, that's not right!
She can't get out of this dream!
"You think you can come and go as you please."
Qin Chuan's voice came from the side. The moment he transformed into a tiger, he had already taken control of most of the dream. After all, this belonged to Qin Chuan; it was his consciousness, his territory, and his home ground.
The woman was able to stay not because she wanted to, but because Qin Chuan wouldn't let her leave.
The moment Qin Chuan pressed down on the white mist, he realized that since his methods were effective, he couldn't just let it go.
Chopping the grass does not remove the roots, but the spring breeze blows and regenerates.
He had no intention of letting the enemy leave alive and then waiting to be retaliated against.
"My lord, you are truly skilled," Lian'er said, looking at Qin Chuan. "You can even transform into a tiger in your dreams. But do you think that by transforming into a tiger, you can kill me?"
"My lord, I advise you not to push me too far. If you let me leave, we can live in peace tonight. But if you insist on killing me—"
She sneered and threatened, "If I risk my life, I can make sure you never wake up again. Believe me, even if you survive, you'll be a fool."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a sudden gust of wind arose outside.
The windows rattled loudly, the doors shook violently against their frames, the roof tiles rattled and swayed, and the whole house seemed to be about to collapse in the wind, as if it could be uprooted at any moment.
"Yeah?"
Qin Chuan grinned, a human-like smile appearing on his tiger-like face. With a shove of his paw, the previously crumbling house instantly stabilized. "Go to war with me? Do you even have the right?"
Qin Chuan knew where this woman's confidence came from. Although the tiger he had transformed into had indeed injured her, the damage was rather weak. If they continued to fight like this, the result might really be as she said: he would become an idiot!
After all, flashes of inspiration have a limited duration.
But Qin Chuan naturally had his own reasons for doing so.
Although he had transformed into a tiger and injured the woman's soul with his previous attack, he was still far from being a true tiger.
Flesh and blood form the shape, true meaning is the bone, but something is still missing, and that is "momentum"!
The aura of a ferocious tiger! The aura of the king of beasts! The aura of a mountain lord!
That kind of oppressive feeling that hits you mentally with just one glance!
Where does this "momentum" come from?
Qin Chuan thought of a profession, a skill: a professional thug!
Professional Skill: Bullying!
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