Full-Time Magister: The Strongest Summoned Beast is Actually Myself

Chapter 101, The Demon Tiger

In the past six months, it has not only become more robust, but its fur has also become shinier, clearly indicating that it has been well-fed. Chen Hao also custom-made an elephant saddle for it—heavier, harder, and more luxurious, looking exactly like the private carriage of an ancient king, with enough room for seven people to stretch their legs.

The cattle and horses were quite sensible, working hard without complaint. The moment they stepped into the Gobi Desert, they even flicked their tails, as if to say: "I'm back on my home turf!"

Chen Hao sat in the main seat, gazing out at the vast expanse of yellow sand stretching to the distant horizon.

Before long, they crossed the boundary line, which meant they had stepped out of the security area of ​​Dunhuang City and entered the dangerous demon territory.

The desert and Gobi are home to a multitude of creatures. The abundance of earth and fire elements has led to the emergence of numerous elemental demons. In addition, the Sand Tiger Demon Clan, a local tyrant, is scattered throughout the area. Ordinary hunter mage teams must be on high alert once they cross the boundary marker!

The ox-horse beast's ecological niche is clearly within the diet of the sand tiger group, and even a rare delicacy, not to mention it's carrying a cart full of mages.

Sure enough, after walking less than five kilometers, we heard the sound of sand waves crashing in the distance.

Zhang Xiaohou's ears twitched, and his expression changed: "They're here."

"What's coming?" Zhao Manyan hadn't even reacted yet.

"Who else could it be but a native!" Chen Hao patted the bull-horse beast, ignoring the chasing Sand Howling Tiger, and ordered the bull-horse beast to run.

The next second, the giant bull and horse suddenly accelerated, like a high-speed train being cooked by flames, galloping wildly, with the people on the elephant saddle huddled together.

A yellow and black figure suddenly emerged from behind the sand dune, its tail whipping up a three-meter-high wave of sand, making it look like a car rushing into the desert for an off-road adventure.

No matter how much it erupts, it can only follow behind the beasts and eat their farts.

However, the Sand Roaring Tiger did not give up. It followed the group closely, roaring sharply as it ran, and soon summoned several of its demonic tiger companions.

Before they had run ten kilometers, five Sand Roaring Tigers had caught up with the Beast, one of which was larger and followed the closest, nearly biting the Beast's tail several times.

"Brother Hao! I...I...I don't want to get my butt bitten!" The monkey sitting at the very back started jumping up and down.

"Damn it, do they really think I'm easy to mess with! Kill these stray cats!" Chen Hao was furious when he saw these guys starting to call for help.

He suddenly leaped high into the air, his entire body flipping in the air, bursting forth with intense light that blinded the large Sand Howling Tiger.

The next second, a massive hammer as heavy as a small mountain crashed down. The large Sand Howling Tiger had no time to react and was directly smashed flat on the sand, blasted into a bloody pulp!
Fresh blood splattered on the golden sand, like a blooming chili sauce, instantly steaming under the scorching sun.

The other four Sand Roaring Tigers were charging forward fiercely, but their companions suddenly turned into a tiger platoon, and they all slowed down immediately. Two of them even slid wildly on the ground, and the skid marks almost left a mark!

"Awesome!!!" ×6
Everyone stared wide-eyed at Chen Hao, who was radiating golden light, wielding eight spider spears, and holding a giant hammer. For a moment, they couldn't tell who the real demon was.

"A new hammer again." Mo Fan noticed the difference immediately and was filled with envy. It must be great to have a forge at home.

"The third generation of Shattered Mountain! Weighing five tons, it's made entirely of high-grade flame gold, costing 3000 million!" Chen Hao slowly introduced, leaning on the giant hammer that was over three meters long.

"Hiss!" ×6
"Big dog owner!"

The group spoke in unison, then leaped off their saddles, glaring menacingly at the Sand Howling Tigers.

The situation has reversed, didn't you expect that?

We're playing dumb to outsmart them!

"I'll take the one on the right." Mo Fan consciously chose the one that looked the strongest.

"Hey, we don't have the strength to fight these guys alone," Zhao Manyan said anxiously. "It's okay, you can leave the rest to me," Chen Hao said confidently.

"Who do you think you are? I'll take care of the last one." Ding Yumin seemed to still be sulking with Chen Hao, pointing to the furthest end, looking quite sinister.

"For the last one, let's join forces," Chen Ying said to Zhang Xiaohou and Zhao Manyan.

The two nodded, forming a trio: Chen Ying was in charge of the main attack, Zhang Xiaohou was responsible for restraining, Zhao Manyan was able to withstand the blows, and with the help of the bull and horse beast, their teamwork was barely formed.

Meanwhile, in the distance, Mo Fan had already charged toward the Sand Howling Tiger on the right, using lightning, fire, and darkness in alternating attacks. He was extremely proficient in various star charts, and didn't even need to use his two summoned warrior beasts. The Sand Howling Tiger was powerless to resist.

Clearly, they haven't neglected practical experience during this period.

On Chen Hao's side, no one saw when he made his move. The remaining Sand Howling Tiger was pierced through the heart by the Eight Spider Light Spears, and a wisp of its soul was stored in its soul ring.

Only Ding Yumin struggled to deal with this kind of warrior. Although he was a victim of mental trauma, his level 3 Fierce Fist was ultimately too weak.

Several times she was almost killed by Sha Xiaohu at close range because she didn't have time to use mind control. Just when her crucial Fierce Fist Earthly Fiend was dodged, Sha Xiaohu finally found an opportunity.

Suddenly violent!

Sha Xiaohu lowered his body and stomped his limbs on the sand, kicking up a series of dust columns like mud and sand whirlpools. His sharp tiger claws tore through the air like lightning, heading straight for Ding Yumin's chest.

—In that very instant!

Swish swish swish swish swish!!!
A whooshing sound rang out, and dozens of golden, scorching spider silks attacked fiercely, instantly wrapping around the rising body of the Sand Howling Tiger and accurately ensnaring its limbs and neck!
"Pfft!!"

The golden threads tightened instantly, and the sharp burning force tore through the flesh, spraying out a thick stream of demonic blood. Before the Sand Howling Tiger could even touch Ding Yumin's clothes, it was forcibly pulled in mid-air, letting out a heart-wrenching wail!
"You dare touch my woman? I think you're just trying to make yourself into a medicinal wine!"

Chen Hao's cold voice echoed, and the muscles in his arms bulged suddenly as his battle aura intensified! He gripped all the golden threads tightly with both hands, pulling them back left and right with all his might.

In an instant, the scorching spider silk, like a death noose, tore the Sand Howling Tiger apart!

“Rip it—!!”

Limbs, torso, and head lost their structural unity under the violent pulling of the intertwined golden threads. The entire enormous demon body was like being dragged in different directions by eight warhorses, and it exploded in an instant, with blood and flesh flying everywhere, bones shattering, and fragments falling to the ground like a torrential rain, staining large areas of sand dunes red.

The wails of demons still lingered in mid-air, but the next second, Chen Hao slapped away those pitiful remnants of souls without any mercy.

The wind howled, as if mourning the sand tiger.

Everyone was silent.

"Are you alright?" Chen Hao thought he had put on a good show and that Ding Yumin must be incredibly moved, so he walked over, put his arm around her shoulder, and asked with concern.

"Who is your woman?"

Ding Yumin rolled her eyes. As someone who had suffered a mental injury, she could naturally sense Chen Hao's inner thoughts, but in order to ease the tension, she did not slap Chen Hao's hand away.

I still find it hard to accept his scumbag nature.

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(End of this chapter)