Chapter 005: Elementary School Students Fighting and Calling Their Parents

Wen Cai's face turned pale; in this pitch-black jungle, how could a person possibly outrun these beasts

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He turned his head and glanced back, only to see Tom Cat on the road. Wen Cai was not surprised; after all, our junior disciple is quite clever

What a load of nonsense about enemies, it's all just empty talk. Once I bite through his neck, I will properly deal with that chubby little brat.

The yellow weasel leaped into the air, transforming into a yellow phantom, watching as it drew closer to Tom Cat's neck, its eyes reflecting a hint of delight

Wencai was clearly unaware of the car Russell was driving, his eyes filled with confusion

Russell chuckled and said, "Otherwise, why do you think my paper figures are so powerful? My master's talisman paper is not to be wasted."

At this moment, Wencai was extremely frightened. He looked at the calm Russell and couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope rise in his heart

Wencai felt an unusual sense of familiarity, hesitated for a moment, and then exclaimed, "Isn't this the master's treasure? He usually is reluctant to use it for drawing talisman paper. Junior brother, you!"

Russell let out a haughty hum; if a hundred-year-old yellow weasel were to appear, he would turn around and run, never looking back

The little person continuously performed a strange action, rolling their small eyes and sticking out their tongue, then falling directly backward

Looking at the boastful Tom Cat, the weasel appeared completely bewildered, wondering what this was all about

Wen Cai could not see this naturally; he touched the Tom Cat beside him, his eyes filled with envy

"Junior apprentice, what shall we do? Let us run."

Russell jumped down from the shoulders of Wencai and headed straight for the deceased yellow weasel, bending down to skillfully pick up a small white orb of light

He waved his chubby little hand and roared, "It's decided, it's you! Go for it, Tom!"

The yellow weasel raised its head in disbelief, using its demonic power to sustain the last vestige of life, defiantly widening its eyes.

The yellow weasel hung its head weakly, its eyes filled with unwillingness. It had roamed the mountains and forests for so many years, and the number of fierce beasts it had stealthily ambushed was countless

In the stillness of the night, the distant calls of a dozen or so yellow weasels drew ever closer, one group to the left, another to the right, clearly encircling us.

The yellow weasel suddenly felt dizzy, its entire body suffering numerous broken bones and ruptured internal organs. It fell heavily to the ground, blood finally flowing from its mouth.

Russell rolled his eyes and said, "I have only been cultivating for a few days, how could I possibly have much magical power? It's fine to bully the weak, but not the strong."

Hmph

If it has been several decades, this little yellow weasel will still need to be bullied a bit

One is already so difficult to handle; if we have a dozen or so, the two of them wouldn't even be enough to fill the gaps for others

The paper figure technique learned is truly remarkable, and even the master praises it highly

The meaning could not be clearer, Master, your beloved disciple is about to kick the bucket, help!

The yellow weasel's eyes gradually dimmed, and it looked at Wencai and Russell with resentment. A flash of yellow light emanated from its body, it raised its head and let out a sharp yet mournful cry

Do not rush, do not rush

Wencai pointed at the motionless Tom Cat, and Russell shook his head, "This thing is inflatable and won't last long"

Russell blinked, tilted his little head slightly, and suddenly realized, "There isn't enough paper, so I didn't fold it for you"

Whether running forward or backward along the path, the possibility of escape is extremely small

The yellow weasel's mouth was already approaching, yet the sound of howling wind rushed past its ears. Out of the corner of its eye, it caught sight of a massive shadow charging towards it

The Thirty-Six Stratagems, the best strategy is to retreat.

Oh!

His fingers moved swiftly, and the talisman transformed into a small figure that bore an uncanny resemblance to Russell

At this moment, Wen Cai's mind was racing quickly, drawing upon the strategies he had learned throughout his life to find one that he remembered most vividly and considered the best.

What if this little junior brother can create a miracle

Tom Cat was too careless; this yellow weasel was already close to becoming a spirit, having absorbed the essence of the sun and moon every day, with a cultivation of over ten years.

What is there to be afraid of

The yellow weasel on the opposite side raised its bristly fur, its eyes fixed on Tom Cat with a greenish glow.

This time, it finally discerned what the shadow was; it was something dark and reflective.

His chubby little hands folded and unfolded with remarkable agility

Wen Cai's face turned pale in an instant, and he tightly embraced Russell with both hands, as if this was the only way to find some sense of security in his heart

Russell chuckled softly, and with a thought, Tom Cat raised the frying pan in his hand, accurately striking the yellow weasel once again with a single blow.

But I might just fall here today, the cat over there does not adhere to the rules of combat, it fights without using its claws, but actually uses a weapon

In the next moment, a frying pan forcefully struck it into the ground, and the cries abruptly ceased

Tom Cat, unhurried, opened his clothes, looked down, turned directly to Russell, and said with dissatisfaction

Wen Cai exclaimed, pointing his finger at the back of Tom Cat, and saw that the yellow weasel leaped up from the ground, its sharp teeth lunging straight for Tom Cat's neck

With me around, the yellow weasels are nothing but a passing cloud

It came to a halt, looking at Tom Cat with a face full of apprehension. If it was not mistaken, this was a cat ? !

Clearly an old fellow

Russell threw the paper figure in his hand, and the paper figure's tongue flicked out while its rear end arched, rapidly heading towards the distant horizon

What?

Russell was in high spirits at this moment, "I had thought of this long ago, the yellow weasel is a social animal; killing one will attract a whole group."

Hehe

Caution

Wencai's legs began to tremble, and he swallowed hard. He looked at his junior apprentice, Russell, and said, "Why don't we just run away?"

This is a troublesome thing

Indeed, there is no need to fear; with this thing in place, it is almost as if each pot is self-sufficient

Russell took out a piece of paper from his bosom, which was adorned with various strange patterns and some cinnabar

Although it finds Tom Cat somewhat unattractive and a bit peculiar in appearance, there is an undeniable sense of character behind this series of names

It seemed as if it was already late, and a dozen strange cries echoed from afar. Although distant, they sounded so piercing in the stillness of the night

The yellow weasel began to growl low in its throat, constantly mindful of the impending attack from the Tom cat across from it

The tender and delicate meat is absolutely delicious

It is simply the consumption of magical power

So ugly

Despicable and shameless

Wencai was panting, hunched over, and in this desperate sprint, he was also carrying a junior disciple on his shoulder, nearly exhausting himself.

In the next moment, an angry and piercing scream echoed from afar, causing the entire forest to fall silent instantly

Can this thing compete with that one

A great taboo in the animal kingdom

Upon hearing this, Wencai's expression grew increasingly pained, and he suddenly remembered that his little junior brother was only eight years old; how could his magical powers be profound

Russell glanced with his eyes and snorted through his nose, "Run? Well, that would require the ability to escape!"

He whispered, "Junior apprentice, can this thing be defeated?"

Who says Tom Cat cannot possess the form of Red Wolf? It has too many large forms, be careful of transforming into Super Saiyan Cat

Bang

Regardless of whether one can win or lose, one must call the parents. This is the essence that Russell learned during his elementary school days when he got into fights.

Ordinary people and animals facing each other are not its match, let alone Tom Cat, who has turned his head and exposed his vulnerable neck

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