Chapter 1162 The Creeping Reflex of the Knee-Jerk Response



Upon hearing this, Lei Jijian seemed to be struck by a warning bell. He silently circled around twice, and then seemed to be injected with adrenaline.

They looked as if they were about to kill the fat man at any moment.

I quickly pulled on Lei Jijian's arm to keep him calm.

"Master, you can't be rational anymore. I understand now. Our top priority is to take down this fat guy!"

Look, he's trying to grab that cane again. If we don't step in now, what are we waiting for?

And this is probably the time when the fat man is most vulnerable!

Lei Jijian immediately understood the seriousness of the problem.

I nodded with satisfaction; it seemed this guy was indeed most concerned about news about the Beast God.

I remember very clearly that when I encountered anything related to the Beast God before, Lei Jijian was indeed quite concerned.

And now it seems that this is indeed the case.

Having achieved my goal, I quickly grabbed Lei Jijian and showed him my arm.

"Master, your arm must have been injured by the fat man's suit..."

But it's okay, leave all of this to me. I'll make my move when he sticks his tongue out again!

"I'll definitely teach him a lesson!"

At that moment, after my hand cooled down for a while, I finally felt that my left hand was a little numb.

I know perfectly well that this is a consequence of attacking that fat man.

His suit may not look very strong, but it was actually as hard and brittle as glass.

As long as I can't break it, the impact of the suit on my arms will be enormous!

Moreover, I've noticed that the greatest intensity this fat man experiences seems to come from this suit!

Without this thing, I probably would have knocked the fat guy down with one punch long ago. Even with his massive size, it wouldn't have been a problem for me.

There's still a bit of the strong impact from when I hit his side in my palm.

Moreover, I can feel that my fingertips are painfully scratched.

No, if I continue using this method, I might really be in trouble.

I thought to myself, and then I made some arrangements with Lei Jijian.

He made the first move, and then I used my right hand to hit him back.

At least, it won't cause me any impact when I use my right hand.

Without hesitation, Lei Jijian immediately ran to the fat man's side to look for an opportunity after hearing my words!

The fat man kept walking slowly, each step more upright than the last.

Then, nearly two minutes later, the lightning sword struck down again with a bolt of lightning.

And I seized the opportunity and delivered a powerful right hook.

The fat man stumbled again after we hit him.

But this time, we gained something unexpected!

Two palm-sized pieces fell off the fat man's suit.

It's as if we tore it apart.

I was puzzled. Why was it that this time, when I used my right hand, I didn't activate the power of the Dragon Scale Claw within my body, but instead managed to hit this guy?

What's the underlying principle behind this?

Could it be that when my dragon scale claws strike him, they actually trigger an even stronger defensive force on his suit jacket?

The two large pieces of his suit jacket that had fallen off were now lying on the ground, as if they had never moved.

If we hadn't just taken this thing down, I would have thought these two pieces of clothing were originally growing on the ground.

"Alright! Master, that's enough. Let's keep hitting him like this, it'll definitely have an effect!"

Lei Jijian was also very happy.

I could hear an irrepressible excitement in his voice.

At this moment, the fat man seemed to feel some pain as well. He glanced back and touched his lower back, where his suit jacket had been knocked off. His eyes showed a bit of alertness.

However, the fat man didn't attack us; instead, he continued walking towards the cane.

I looked at the pieces of the suit lying on the ground, which then turned over on their own.

Yiyi peeked forward, and I followed her gaze.

Upon closer inspection, I discovered that beneath the dark black fabric, a somewhat whitish, flat piece was visible.

When I took a closer look, all the hairs on my body stood on end.

This is a giant insect that has been completely flattened!

The large white worm that was left inside my body and that fat man's body are exactly the same.

Moreover, the worms inside the fat man's body were at most the thickness of three fingers before, but now this guy looks as thick as a forearm!

"Brother... this suit... isn't it a bit too outrageous? Is this even fabric anymore?!"

The girl kept talking at this point, and I understood what she meant.

Indeed, this scene is quite bizarre.

But before I could even figure it out, I noticed that the huge, flattened worm was still slowly wriggling there.

But now it looks completely devoid of insects.

The bluish-white shell had lost its luster, with only the edges showing a slight yellow tinge, as if it had been oxidized by the air.

It also looks a bit like those withered, yellowed leaves that have been soaked in water.

When I saw this, the first thing that came to mind was the ceiling that had been punctured by the fat guy's head, and the insects that had fallen down.

Could it be made up of those insects?

But when I looked at the other half of the suit more closely, I realized that it was completely white without a single black mark.

In other words, this has absolutely nothing to do with the bugs on the ceiling.

I took another closer look at the shell.

It had a few fine lines on it, just like the rotting worms that slowly wriggled on the fat man's skin and on his tongue, without any difference.

But even though this worm is still wriggling slightly, it looks completely dead to me.

The wriggling sensation felt like being swept along by gravity, or being silently propelled by the magnetic field within the sealed room.

It's less like the insect is moving on its own and more like a knee-jerk reaction.

It's as if the glass was thinned out and then stuck firmly onto the suit.

It fits perfectly, blending seamlessly with the fabric.

"Are these clothes made of insects?"

My voice trembled slightly. Before, when I saw that this thing was the fat man's strongest defensive feature, I thought it was part of his body's structure, or perhaps some incredibly powerful artifact.

But now it looks like they're all bugs!

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