27. Catapult Launch!
Her speed was incredible, far beyond what a Core Formation cultivator should be capable of.
Even the Flame Python, using its full speed, could barely keep up.
How… how was this possible!?
However…
Miss Gong wasn’t in a good state either.
Because she desperately needed to pee—no, she felt like she had absorbed too much spiritual energy again, her entire body incredibly sensitive and on edge. Any slight touch could make her scream.
Running at supersonic speed in this state was… an experience. The sensations were probably intense enough to kill a lioness.
But she had no choice.
She had to keep running. If she stopped, the Flame Python would crush her without hesitation.
Fortunately, she had absorbed the python’s concentrated venom, and her six-times-larger-than-average meridians were now filled with its true essence, giving her a temporary speed boost comparable to the python’s.
The human and the snake engaged in a high-speed chase through the forest, and this chase was actually advantageous for Miss Gong.
She just needed to reach the outer area and escape the python’s pursuit.
However, just as she saw the barrier, about to use another dispelling talisman, she slammed into something.
And it wasn’t a solid object, but something… bouncy.
She crashed into it at supersonic speed, the impact creating a dent several hundred meters wide.
Then…
She was launched back in the opposite direction at almost the same speed.
“Holy shit!”
Gong Yiling was dumbfounded. She had become a human cannonball.
In a panic, she quickly held up the remaining Flame King Soft Hedgehog Armor like a matador’s cape, colliding with the oncoming Flame Python.
“Boom!!!”
The impact was like a meteor striking the Earth, though she was more like a tiny satellite.
However, this tiny satellite hit the python’s vital point, its seventh inch. The force of the collision was immense, and the Flame King Soft Hedgehog Armor was as tough as the python’s scales.
So, like a sharp sword, Gong Yiling pierced through the python’s body and crashed into a nearby mountainside.
Although the impact was lessened, Miss Gong still landed face-first, her arms apparently broken in the collision, a searing pain shooting through them whenever she moved.
But it wasn’t all bad.
The collision seemed to have expended about seventy percent of the excess energy in her body, relieving the strange sensation.
But the question was—where was the Flame Python?
She had felt the impact, and it was a direct hit to its vital point.
She struggled to lift her hands and put a healing pill in her mouth. After her arms recovered slightly, she climbed out of the crater she had created and looked around for the giant python.
What she saw shocked her.
The python’s body was originally as thick as a giant tree.
And this giant tree now had a massive hole in it, courtesy of her human cannonball act.
Imagine the force of that impact.
If it were an ordinary python, it would have been cut in half, and its survival would be a miracle.
As for how such a lucky creature ended up here, perhaps it was karma for accumulating too much good fortune, forced to work overtime until it died from exhaustion.
Anyway…
While wondering about the bouncy thing she had hit, Gong Yiling cautiously approached the spot where the Flame Python seemed to have landed.
And she actually found it.
Striking a snake at its seventh inch wasn’t easy, but it was the location of its heart.
Miss Gong’s human cannonball had obliterated the python’s heart.
Now, the python was lying on the ground, its body contorted, letting out pained hisses.
Clearly, it was severely injured.
Gong Yiling’s lips twitched, and she rubbed her forehead in disbelief.
Was this a lucky accident?
A truly accidental accident.
Using a strange bouncy device, a disposable set of Flame King Soft Hedgehog Armor, and the python’s own venom…
She had managed to cripple a Heavenly Venerable beast.
No wonder the girls and Shangguan Lingyue never believed her when she told the truth.
Who would believe such a story?
“It’s… you…”
The Flame Python, enduring the excruciating pain, gritted its teeth. “You… were you waiting for this moment? Did you plan this all along!?”
“Plan?” Gong Yiling muttered, puzzled. “I didn’t just use my hands; I used my feet too.”
Wait… was this Flame Python also starting to think she was some kind of mysterious expert?
Why was everyone overthinking things?
This was strange.
“To maintain your composure, even pretending to be weak…”
The Flame Python stared at Miss Gong, but its gaze was different from before.
Before, it was the look of a predator eyeing its prey, confident in its inevitable victory.
But now, it wasn’t just a predatory gaze.
She could even sense a hint of fear.
“If I said I didn’t do anything, what would you say?”
Gong Yiling shrugged.
“Heh.” The Flame Python struggled to its feet. “Do you think you can still fool me?”
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