Another World Trip: Journey with My Cat and an Otaku Loli Goddess Chapter 219 - Training With The Overly Bombastic Brawler Rabbit

Long Di made a mental note of this. Rabbits do not skip leg day.

“Alright… let’s give that another try then, shall we?” Long Di stared straight at the Overly Bombastic Brawler Rabbit and beckoned it with his index finger, daring it to come.

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The Overly Bombastic Brawler Rabbit took this as a form of provocation and shot after Long Di with the previous method of attack.

Boom!

The ground blasted apart under the force of the Overly Bombastic Brawler Rabbit’s hop!

Shu!

Long Di executed the same dodge style to avoid the punch when he sensed a similar kick approaching.

He deftly used his free hands to slap the upper part of the leg to evade its blow. The Overly Bombastic Brawler Rabbit was surprised that Long Di found a way to resolve its starting assault so quickly.

However, this was not all it had up its sleeve. Its elbow turned into a bludgeoning weapon that aimed straight for Long Di’s temple!

Long Di kept an eye out for the next move, knowing that this Overly Bombastic Brawler Rabbit wouldn’t have only these moves at his disposal.

His head lowered to avoid the blow, only to see a palm blazing towards his face.

“Nope…” he said to himself as his head reeled back to evade the palm when the hair on the back of his neck stood up.

‘Crap!’

Long Di saw the palm trail off and instantly deduced… it was a feint!

However, before he could react, a deafening blow rocked him in the back of his head.

Dazed!

He was dazed and found it hard to regain his bearings.

Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!

Before long, a tumultuous pounding befell Long Di.

Kicks, elbows, ass-collisions, knees, punches and headbutts came one after the other like a wave-filled sea.

If you never knew what it looked like for an oversized pink rabbit to wail on an eleven-year-old boy, then consider that scene ticked off on your bucket list. Because it was happening here in all its brutal yet hilarious glory.

Long Di was unable to retaliate against the assault. He was being knocked around by the Overly Bombastic Brawler Rabbit like the world’s dullest ping-pong ball.

He was only able to land a proper hit in return after around every six hundred hits!

Yaomu Shou’s body trembled as her grip on the sword tightened. The only reason she had yet to make a move to rescue Long Di was because at certain intervals when she was about to ignore his request and intervene, he would shoot a glare her way that froze her in her tracks.

“I don’t get it. What’s the point!?” She internally began to panic at the thought of Long Di being beaten into an idiot!

What made this even more bizarre was Long Di’s strength. She knew that Long Di was strong enough to the point where even if he just used somatic essence alone to attack, once any such attack connected, it would be beyond detrimental to the Overly Bombastic Brawler Rabbit.

The few attacks he did manage to land should have compensated for his shortcomings. Yet the punches that did get in had a great deal of their strength restrained.

She couldn’t figure this out and was at a loss for a good while.

“No, there must be a reason for his actions.”

Believing in Long Di, she quickly calmed herself and observed everything deeply.

She watched Long Di’s actions, or to be more exact, the Overly Bombastic Brawler Rabbit’s actions, to discover the rhyme and reason for Long Di’s actions.

Hours passed, and it was now becoming dark and it was then that Yaomu Shou saw a slight change.

She didn’t realise it at first, but now that she was watching it closely, it became scarily apparent.

In the beginning, Long Di could only land a punch or a kick or something along those lines only after receiving somewhere around six hundred blows first, but now he could return a blow after around five hundred and seventy-five blows.

This improvement might seem minor, even negligible, but Long Di wasn’t simply imitating the Overly Bombastic Brawler Rabbit. He was developing for himself a unique fighting style that could not only fight against arguably the most polished fighting style across the continent, but best it.

“He’s crazy! He isn’t just training! He’s creating a… He’s crazy!” Yaomu Shou wasn’t wrong for thinking this.

How long did it take to create a fighting style, much less perfect it? This was something that required profound knowledge, a deep understanding of the martial path, and above all… time.

That was how the great sages of time immemorial created arts and methods for their descendants to utilise. This was the only way that made sense, that held logic!

Yet here was Long Di making logic, his metaphorical stepchild as he proceeded to beat the figurative living daylight out of it. Why you ask? Because he could!

What truly moved Yaomu Shou was that Long Di was using what could be described as the preliminary form of a fighting style.

A few more hours passed and not just Long Di, but even Yaomu Shou could see that the Overly Bombastic Brawler Rabbit was getting tired.

Its punches, kicks and all else slowed down and carried far less power than they did in the beginning.

Bap…

The Overly Bombastic Brawler Rabbit landed a right cross on Long Di’s jaw that barely tickled the latter.

Seeing this, Long Di stopped what he was doing and just stared at the Overly Bombastic Brawler Rabbit.

It did the same but still tried its best to take him down, though to no avail. The Overly Bombastic Brawler Rabbit considered Long Di a peculiar existence, as it felt no killing or murderous intent from him even though they fought for the better part of a day.

However, this was a low-rank magical beast and, as a result, had little intelligence. Even though it felt no killing intent from Long Di, its instinct would never allow it to put its guard down around its enemy.

D-D-Dum!

Buzz!

Without warning, the pressure of Long Di’s cauldrons erupted in an instant, sending an ocean of somatic essence rushing through his body.

Before the Overly Bombastic Brawler Rabbit could react, he landed a punch in the centre of the magical beast’s chest!

Bam!

The two went silent and even their movements paused. Long Di finally removed his fist and the Overly Bombastic Brawler Rabbit fell forward, no longer a threat to them both.

Yaomu Shou eventually walked over, not taking her eyes off the Overly Bombastic Brawler Rabbit, before she finally asked. “I-Is it dead?”

Her question was answered immediately after when a raucous noise erupted from its body, which frightened her into jumping back with her sword in hand.