Another World Trip: Journey with My Cat and an Otaku Loli Goddess Chapter 233 - The Mechanics Of Jumping

Chen Jie nodded. “Now we can go and tell Er Jinshu.”

As soon as Savage Taitan heard this name, his expression changed. Few existences could cause Savage Taitan to be wary of them and Er Jinshu, the number one expert of the Iron Body Forge Sect was one of them.

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“Bastard!”

“I’ll have you know that I have a mother and a father who are married.”

“Why does this always happen with you!?”

“Bastardisation? I have no idea because I’m feeling pretty legitimate.”

“I’m being serious!”

“Would you like some milk?”

“Die!”

“I’ll have you know that his mother and father aren’t bad people! He’s just a plague! A plague I tell you!”

“Girl, I believe you! This can’t be the result of bad parenting! I refuse to believe there’s anyone who can f**k up this bad at parenting!”

“Language.”

“Screw you!”

“Thank you.”

“Will you just die already!?”

“Been there, done that.”

Three figures were running across a flat plain like their lives depended on it. Their legs would hold them in malice for the rest of their lives for this, but they didn’t care. The only thing they could do was do a little bit of running, dabbled with dashing and sprinkled with a touch of sprinting.

Long story short… they were running like madmen and it was not pretty. One was a stunning violet-skinned beauty with a noble tail wrapped around her waist. Her black hair, which exuded a navy blue shine flapped in the wind.

Her normally elegant nose and dainty mouth furiously flared like the flaps of that one friend that won’t shut up as puffs and huffs worked them to death.

The other person was a petite-stature, young woman with grey curls atop her head that bounced furiously as she made her way across the plains as well. Sweat covered her body as she booked it without care for her appearance. Her mouth was wide open as she huffed and puffed with grunts like a dwarven gorilla.

The last person wasn’t showing much in the way of apprehension, or anything else for that matter. Sure, the laboured breathing was there, but it was subdued through the act of not giving a damn.

Who else could they be but Yaomu Shou, Mina and Long Di?

“S-S-S-SQUEAK!!!”

A multitude of squeaks assaulted the senses as biting on their heels was a warren of rabbits. More specifically, they were Overly Bombastic Brawler Rabbits!

They were a mob of fists, kicks, elbows, headbutts, and all else.

This all started a few days ago when Long Di was practising with one of the Overly Bombastic Brawler Rabbits.

Long Di had made sure to adjust his strength to match that of his sparring partner, and his proficiency rose with each passing second. Eventually, the noise spurred another Overly Bombastic Brawler Rabbit from its burrow and of course; it entered the fight.

Long Di welcomed the challenge, knowing that he would most likely be in a fight with more than one person at any one time in the future. Because of this, his rate of progress skyrocketed even though he was getting the ever-living crap beaten out of him.

It took another day of fighting, eating and beating for Long Di to acclimate to the jumping he found himself in.

Thus, Long Di could be said to understand the mechanics of jumping. Eventually, he could hang on even when facing two opponents at once.

However, because of the additional Overly Bombastic Brawler Rabbit, the other ones were roused from their holes. It seemed the fluffle of rabbits was just exiting their hibernation, and this was why they hadn’t mobbed Long Di in the beginning.

Of course, with the noise and all else, this was quickly rectified.

There were no less than around eighty Overly Bombastic Brawler Rabbits, and at one point Long Di did fight them all. Days after, he was able to land a blow on each Overly Bombastic Brawler Rabbit before he was pummelled to sickness.

This was no easy feat as Overly Bombastic Brawler Rabbits were known to be one of if not one of the most adept hand-to-hand combat fighters on the continent. For Long Di to land a hit on over eighty Overly Bombastic Brawler Rabbits before they truly overpowered him was no small feat.

Nevertheless, he decided that here was a good time to stop fighting and start running.

Why you ask? Well, it’s because the numbers grew from eighty to over eight hundred. That was advanced jumping, he wasn’t ready for that!

“We’re almost at the jungle. Will they follow us there?” Long Di asked, seeing the new change in scenery approaching.

Yaomu Shou shook her head, “No they shouldn’t. The extremely dense foliage won’t allow such a huge number to enter uncontested. In addition, Overly Bombastic Brawler Rabbits are not known to stray too far from their homes.”

“They’ve been following us like this for the last twenty or so miles. What is too far in this context?” Long Di thought he heard wrong.

Sure, there was no statute of limitations on what is prescribed as too long, but at some point, that just starts getting ridiculous.

At one point, they even crossed paths with a skinny-looking cultivator riding something that looked like a Zoid or a discount Gundam.

Long Di couldn’t even get a look at it because of the mob behind him. They overran the cultivator in an instant. Not that Long Di saw this, as he was still running to escape their wrath.

“I don’t know. That’s all I heard about them. I wouldn’t mind killing them if you just let me–”

“No.” Long Di shook his head. “They helped me get stronger and I don’t wanna reply that kindness with maliciousness.”

“Kindness!? They were beating you up!” Yaomu Shou was seriously starting to be concerned over Long Di’s mental health.

“With love.” Long Di added.

Yaomu Shou stared slack-jawed at this response. “For the love of–”

“Exactly,” Long Di replied as they neared their goal.

“Will you two shut up and keep running!” Mina said to them. She was actually pulling ahead of them.

Long Di thought to himself how funny it was that he was getting jumped by rabbits.

[Incoming Dad Joke]

You get it? Because they’re rabbits… who jump. Yet they’re jumping someone. That’s funny.

[End of dad joke]

Shu!

Success!

They were fortunately able to enter the jungle in time, and just as Yaomu Shou said, they ceased their pursuit at the periphery, squeaking and squealing at the receding backs of their escapees.

Once they were free from the pursuit, they both collapsed to the ground. They couldn’t get the air in their lungs fast enough.

“Those stupid Overly Bombastic Brawler Rabbits have some crazy stamina!” Yaomu Shou cursed the magical beasts.

Even when she had recently broken through, they were still able to tire her to near death!

“Watch me,” Long Di only gave Yaomu Shou one command before he assumed the lotus position.

Yaomu Shou knit her brows in confusion, “What are you–”

D-D-D-D-Dum!

A series of blasts echoed through the jungle as Long Di’s cauldrons burst into existence.

They orbited him quietly. Their prestige was quiet and their aura as heavy as ever.

Even Yaomu Shou had to take a step back under their pressure. Her expression was complicated as she viewed them. Whatever grade these cauldrons were at was something above her realm of understanding.

Even now that they became special grades, she was well aware that, according to the traditional grading system, the grade Long Di had achieved was something far beyond perfect, beyond even what she wished to achieve.

Though the cauldrons rotated slowly, this was no normal cultivation session. Instead, Long Di was consolidating his learning to cement his new fighting style as something intrinsic to him.

Every single blow of the tens of thousands he suffered, he analysed closely. Each trajectory of every punch he threw, and each kick that was launched he replayed in his head for a faster much more efficient path.

This new fighting style of his was something he would build upon. There was no completion for it. It would continue to evolve and adapt until it was unrivalled under the heavens.

A few hours later, Long Di was finished with his comprehension, and it just so happened that the wounds he suffered were all gone as well.

After this, they headed deeper into the jungle. Their overall goal was to enter the deeper parts of the realm.

After getting in a bit deeper, Long Di suddenly paused.

Seeing this, Yaomu Shou grew wary and drew her sword.

“What is it?”

Long Di knit his brows and didn’t answer. Instead, he headed in another direction.

They eventually came across a clearing in the jungle. There was a burnt patch here, as if someone had put out a fire they made.

The smoke that rose from the burnt cinder confirmed this and they entered the clearing after seeing it was completely abandoned.

They inspected the area more closely and Yaomu Shou saw what appeared to be half-burnt, bloody bandages on the ground near the fire.

“This is…” Yaomu Shou contemplated on whose these could belong to.

“Uhm… Yaomu Shou?” Long Di called out from behind.

“What is… oh shit…” Yaomu Shou turned to Long Di who had a blade to his neck.

The wielder of this blade was a taller-than-normal woman, strike that, a way-taller-than-normal person with light brown skin decked all over in diamond-shaped patterns.

Frog-like eyes scanned the surroundings with wariness and uneasiness.

“Mofang Dao!” Yaomu Shou spat the words out with hatred.