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Chapter 44 Bullfight Red Cloth (Dodge Cloak)

Props: Dodge cloak, also translated as bullfighting red cloth, self-defense cloak, and rebound cloak!

The red cloth is modeled after the cloth used in Spanish bullfights. When facing an attack, simply waving the cloth can dodge the attack (redirect it), and in some cases, even rebound it.

It often appears as a weapon in long-running stories, often playing a pivotal role in the final battle, particularly in defeating the one-star low-rank demon in "Nobita's Adventure in the Demon World" and the earth ball in "Nobita: The Birth of Japan."

In addition, in "Doraemon the Seven Youngsters", it is a personal prop of El Matadora (a Spanish bullfighter) with a red body and a pair of horns on his head.

Therefore, this cloth has the special attack of [Bullfighting].

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Ten meters, five meters, three meters!!

The distance shortened in an instant, and the breath of death was overwhelming.

Just as Milotaur's horn was about to pierce Hoshimi's chest...

Xingjian stood up, and his crimson cloak automatically unfolded like a living thing, drawing a strange trajectory in the air, and his figure disappeared from in front of the bull's horns like a phantom.

"boom--!"

Milotaur's full-strength horn charge only tore off a residual image. A look of confusion was reflected in its single red eye. Its huge body slammed into the rock wall due to inertia, and gravel flew everywhere.

Xingjian had already appeared three meters behind it.

"Mr. Xing, Xingjian dodged?!"

"He's clearly been badly injured, yet he's still able to dodge at the critical moment??"

"H-Can he still fight?"

All the members of Mih's clan showed astonishment, even the dog-man girl and the green-haired elf showed shocked expressions.

This kind of thing...

I've never seen it before.

Although Xing Jian's face was as pale as paper at this time, there was a stubborn smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Conquer the enemy with the brilliance of the stars—the wind of light!!"

Brilliant light bullets began to appear around Ms. Liu. Just as she was about to throw them out to bombard Milotaur, Xingjian hurriedly said:

"Miss Liu, don't make any move yet."

Xingjian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and tightly grasped the [Dodge Cloak] in his hand. The pattern of the Hephaestus family on the back was still shining with a fiery red light.

"I can still... continue fighting. Let me have the experience all to myself."

"Mr. Hoshimi is just being ridiculous!"

Miss Liu's wind and light magic flickered in the air, but looking at Xingjian's determined eyes, she finally gritted her teeth and said reluctantly:

"Three minutes. Just three minutes. If you exceed the time limit, I will end it immediately. Mr. Hoshimi cannot be in danger again."

The elf girl kept the condensed wind of light in a suspended state, and countless feathers of light formed a brilliant star map on the top of the cave.

The situation just now was already extremely critical. Even Liu himself hadn't expected that the Milotaur, after seeing the powerful magic he chanted, would not think of escaping, but would instead intend to die together with Hoshimi...

What a scary monster.

We must not let it continue to survive, otherwise Xingjian will be in danger.

At the same time, Milotaur staggered to his feet from the rubble, his single crimson eye fixed on the fluttering crimson cloak, hot white air emanating from his nostrils, and his front hooves anxiously paddling the ground.

(impossible)

(This human... should be dead)

(Why can I still...still stand up!?)

Hoshimi suddenly opened his arms toward Milotaur, his cloak fluttering like a battle flag, and roared, "Come on, big guy!"

This provocative gesture completely enraged the Milotaur. It no longer cared why it had been able to dodge the attack just now. This was the end of the story.

Or he dies!!

Or I die!!

"Roar--!!!"

Miltaur let out a deafening roar, his muscles swelled again, and a faint light seeped out from his sharp horns.

Charge with all your strength!!!

Brave Ox is not afraid of difficulties!!

Milotaur rushed forward quickly, like a speeding chariot, startling the members of the Mih clan present.

In Hoshimi's deep eyes, the figure of Milotaur was constantly magnified, but he didn't feel any fear at the moment! !

"Shh-!"

The crimson cloak drew an eerie arc of light in the dim cave.

Xingjian moved like a real bullfighter. He took a half step back with his left foot, held the cloak in his right hand and shook it gently. The edge of the cloak brushed against the bull's horns, leaving a string of tiny sparks, and his figure passed by the bull's horns by a hair's breadth.

"oie!"

Xingjian raised a provocative smile at the corner of his mouth, put his left index finger and middle finger together, and gently tapped his temple.

This action, which was very similar to a bullfighter's performance, instantly made Milotaur's one eye red.

"Roar--!!!"

Milotaur's second charge was as powerful as thunder, and the entire fourteenth floor was shaking slightly.

However, this time, Xingjian still bent back calmly, with his back almost touching the ground.

The crimson cloak rolled up like a blooming rose in front of his nose, and the sharp sound of the bull's horns piercing the air exploded in his ears.

Xingjian could smell the burnt blood on Miltaur's body and see the fine cracks on the horns.

"Nice backflip! Even more spectacular than the one performed by the beast tamers of the Ganesha clan!!"

The dwarf adventurer couldn't help but cheer when he saw this scene, and was immediately glared at by Miss Naza.

Do you think this is a show?!?

This is Mr. Hoshimi fighting with his life against the powerful Minotaur!

No laughing! !

The battle on the battlefield has entered a white-hot stage. The previous two charges have ended in failure. Milotaur's dignity as a monster will not allow it to fail in such an environment!

The single red eye glared angrily, and before the third charge, the thick hoof claws dug into the ground, causing the ground to crack under the huge force, and then the body was ejected quickly like a cannonball.

It was determined to smash the human in front of it into pieces under this collision! !

Facing the approaching Milotaur, Xingjian was not at all panicked and suddenly made an unexpected move.

He first swung the cloak to the left, but turned sharply to the right. Miltaurus's single eye was attracted by the flying crimson cloth, and his huge body involuntarily followed the cloak. Just when it was about to touch the cloth, the cloak suddenly turned into a wisp of green smoke and dissipated.

"boom!"

Unable to stop in time, Miltaur slammed hard into the rock wall.

Xingjian had already gracefully retreated to a safe distance, and put his right hand on his chest and bowed exaggeratedly. This action caused his wound to bleed again, but the smile on the young man's face did not diminish at all.

"It's just like... a bullfight in Pamplona..."

Miss Naza murmured, she had read about the ancient bullfighting dance in the ancient books of the Orario Library before, but this was the first time she had seen it in person.

Miss Liu was also amazed. She noticed that every dodge made by Xingjian was so precise that it was terrifying.

During the first roll, the left foot retreated 37 cm, the waist bent 119 degrees during the second leaning back, and the timing of the third fake move was within the error range of 0.3 seconds.

This is definitely not a level that can be achieved through on-the-spot performance.

That red cape...

Has the effect of dodging attacks?

Milotaur, who had crashed into the rubble, staggered to his feet, his one eye burning with humiliation and anger.

(Can't catch)

(Why can’t I catch it?)

(This damn human——)

Milotaur realized that he was just like the bulls being played, and had become a supporting role in a performance.

This realization caused it to let out its most angry roar yet. Its single eye began to turn bloodshot and its sanity was being devoured by rage.

It suddenly changed its strategy, sweeping its thick tail across the ground, stirring up a cloud of gravel and dust.

The moment its vision was blocked, it rushed towards the seemingly defenseless Xingjian with all its might!

This time!

Must succeed!

"careful!"

Miss Meaher began to exclaim.

But Xingjian seemed to have expected it.

"Shh-!"

The crimson cloak bloomed in the darkness like a sunset glow, and Xingjian's figure suddenly rushed towards the charging Miltauros.

At the moment when the two were about to collide, Xingjian suddenly threw out his cloak, and the scarlet cloth unfolded like a living thing, accurately covering the hideous head of Milotaur.

"Estocada!" (Spanish: to stab)

Hoshimi growled some torero terms, and gripped the remaining hilt of the famous sword, Dianguangwan, with his right hand.

Milotaur's momentum suddenly became chaotic.

The panic caused by the blood obscuring its vision caused it to instinctively raise its front hooves, exposing the magic stone under its throat that was flashing with purple light.

Xing Jian seized this fleeting flaw, soared into the air, and the broken blade stabbed down with the last golden lightning!

"Pfft!"

The moment the lightning ball accurately pierced the magic stone, time seemed to stand still.

A dazzling golden lightning burst out from the cracks on the blade, colliding violently with the purple-black energy in the magic stone.

The two forces tore each other apart frantically at the narrow point of contact, and the flying electric sparks burned countless charred holes in the cloak.

“Hoo…Wow…!!”

Milotaur's wails became distorted, its head covered with red cloth shook violently, its front hooves scratched the air in vain, and its thick hind legs twitched continuously due to nerve reflexes.

Xingjian gripped the hilt of the knife with both hands, and used his whole body weight to press the blade deeper. He could feel the touch of the magic stone shattering under the tip of the knife, and hear the shrill scream of the energy core collapsing.

Lightning flashed along the blade into the monster's body, outlining spider-web-like bright blue lines on the surface of its skin.

"ended."

Xingjian whispered, twisting his wrist violently.

“Crack!”

The huge magic stone shattered with a sound.

Milotaur's body stiffened instantly, and then he fell to the ground with a thud as if his skeleton had been pulled out.

The red cloth covering its head slowly slipped off, revealing its single eye which was gradually losing focus.

In the last glimmer of life, the panting figure of Hoshimi was reflected in Milotaur's pupils.

At this moment, Xing Jian knelt on one knee, the half-broken blade in his hand still crackling...

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Eventually, it fell.

The charred body raised a cloud of ash on the ground.

The wound burned by lightning was emitting green smoke, and the purple-black blood at the knife wound that pierced the heart had already coagulated.

Milotaur's consciousness was like a candle in the wind, flickering in the endless darkness.