NOVEL WEB AZI Volume 4 Chapter 48
Spinning through the air, Long Hua has an incredulous expression on his face beneath the helmet.
Simultaneously, both Long Hua and the Tai Xuan Emperor had a similar thought in mind—in regards to the young lady with crimson hair.
(And I thought I was fierce…)
(Talk about manly, this bitch…)
Turning his head quickly, Long Hua attempts to figure a way out of this mess.
(Since we’re in the city, I can’t use my cultivation base for shit… Ah…)
Directing his right arm to the side, Long Hua calls for—
“White Serpent King!”
As mercurous liquid flows out from Long Hua’s sleeve, they form the body of a white monster with two heads, and four scythe-like arms.
“Go!”
*Grrrooo!* at Long Hua’s command, the White Serpent King descends from above with beast-like ferocity.
“…Hm?”
Towards the White Serpent King’s approach, Mo-laoban constricts her eyes—for this is the first time she’s seen a weapon spirit with a Relic of this nature.
(Actually, is that even a Relic?)
Dodging the White Serpent King’s attack, which takes on the form of it lunging its four scythe-like limbs forward, Mo-laoban frowns, as she leaps backwards.
In the same instance, Long Hua and Tian Cheng lands back onto the ground.
*Vrrroooom!!!* rolling on the throttle of the bike, Long Hua doesn’t bother to stick around, as he speeds off with the White Serpent King trailing after him.
“Tch.”
Clicking her tongue, Mo-laoban moves over to her car, and starts up its engine.
“Get a move on with those items!”
Leaving this order behind, Mo-laoban clicks her seatbelt into place, and stomps the gas pedal, causing the 12-cylinder engine to roar.
*Scrrriiiii!* skillfully, she turns the car around with an aggressive drift, prior to chasing after the two thieves.
………
*Vrrrooooooooom!!!* clicking the bike through its gears rapidly, Long Hua has the White Serpent King merge back into his body, as he exits the airport, and onto the crowded streets.
Maintaining his speed, while evading any of the cars that are in his path, Long Hua doesn’t need to turn around to see—
*Vrrrooooooooom!!!* a metallic red sports car charging towards him from behind.
Rush time traffic hours had ended a few hours ago; that being the case, the streets aren’t as crowded right now.
Still, that doesn’t mean that the streets are completely devoid of traffic.
(Using a car to chase after a bike—if this was out on the open roads it would work, but within city streets, it’s completely impractical, since there will always be other vehicles present.)
Just as Long Hua is thinking of this—
“Uh…?”
Regardless of how heavy a vehicle is, all of them, along with droplets of rainwater are forcefully shoved aside by an invisible force of energy—allowing the metallic red sports car to cut towards Long Hua and Tian Cheng in an effortless manner!
“…”
Turning around—amidst the sound of numerous cars honking their horns, Tian Cheng takes out the gatling gun, and pulls the trigger!
“Hmph.”
Raising a cold snort, Mo-laoban waves her left hand, causing a soundwave to erupt, and upon this soundwave pressing itself onto the approaching bullets—
“The hell?”
Through his divine senses, Long Hua sees all the bullets—that Tian Cheng had fired, frozen in the air, and are thrown backwards in the next instance!
What makes the situation even stranger for Long Hua is the fact that he doesn’t detect a hint of a cultivation base’s unique fluctuation, which is to say—
(She’s a weapon spirit?)
“You despicable thieves, stop the bike, and hand that ore back to me!”
Towards Mo-laoban’s demand, Long Hua raises a middle finger with his left hand without turning his head back.
“Qie, ten-rolls with the ore.”
(Got it!)
As the gacha interface appears, Long Hua presses the ten-roll button, and with it, the cold spirit ore vanishes from his storage pouch.
(Speed talisman!)
“Send it to my storage pouch; the rest to Tian Cheng’s.”
(Done!)
Drawing out the speed talisman, Long Hua immediately pastes it onto the bike’s gas tank, causing the vehicle’s movement speed to climb further!
“…”
Seeing how quick she is being left in the dust after being given the middle finger, Mo-laoban is a bit speechless at first, prior to being overwhelmed by rage.
“You’re courting death!”
Stomping the gas pedal down, Mo-laoban increases the speed of her vehicle, and while doing so, she waves her left hand once more.
Following Mo-laoban’s wave, all hints of wind and rainwater from the front vanishes.
However, from the rear of the car, a vast torrent of wind is being drawn into the car’s vents to cool its engine off.
*Vrrrooooooooom!!!* similarly to an unchained beast, the engine roars, causing the sports car to speed up at a jaw-dropping rate!
“…Dammit.”
Detecting the familiar sound of the sports car’s engine, Long Hua clicks his tongue.
“…”
With around 20 meters of distance between them, Mo-laoban waves her left hand, causing a torrent of wind to dive down directly in front of Long Hua’s path!
“Uh.”
Leaning the bike to the side, Long Hua dodges this torrent of wind—that is accompanied by a sound that is reminiscent of a flute.
(She’s able to control the winds… A drag race with her puts me at a seriously disadvantage…)
Realizing this, along with Mo-laoban’s strength that is still being concealed for the most part, Long Hua can somewhat understand why Bai Wen and Zhen Qing Huai had been so hesitant to recommend him to steal from the Lan Si Restaurant.
(Deploying the spikes to climb on top of buildings is…- The fact that she hasn’t gone all out is probably due to there being civilians out on the road. And with her physical capabilities, she’ll catch up easily…)