Am I a crispy college student? The whole internet says that I'm hard to kill! Chapter 349: Killing the Dream Tapir

Ding!

Skill "Face Taunt" has been activated!

With a crisp system notification sound, Wu Bin’s skill was triggered.

The Dream Tapir, which had been preparing to escape into the mist, suddenly seed to be drawn by so mysterious force, forcefully charging towards Wu Bin at high speed!

The Dream Tapir’s speed was incredibly fast, its entire body turning into a wisp of smoke, advancing at a speed of ten ters per second!

Wu Bin was startled, he hadn’t expected the Dream Tapir’s speed to be so freakishly fast.

Seeing that the Dream Tapir’s claws were about to strike him, Wu Bin shouted loudly, "Zhu Ling, do it now!"

Zhu Ling didn’t need Wu Bin to tell her to make a move.

Just as Wu Bin’s words fell, a golden light shot directly towards the Dream Tapir’s head!

However, at the mont the golden light was shot, Wu Bin’s taunting effect ended.

The Dream Tapir, coming back to its senses, turned ethereal, and the golden light passed through its body as if piercing smoke.

Seeing her attack miss, Zhu Ling clenched her teeth, her whole person infuriated to the extre.

She knew that every ti she took action, it would consu a massive amount of Spiritual Power, and with the Dream Tapir dodging by turning ethereal, it was as if her Spiritual Power had been diminished once more, how could Zhu Ling not be anxious!

"This won’t do if it keeps turning ethereal, I have no way to attack it, it must be forced into a physical state."

"Brother, what did you just do to control it, can you control it again?"

Wu Bin replied with a wry smile, "It’s still cooling down, we need to wait a bit."

The Dream Tapir could understand human speech, so when it heard Wu Bin saying they needed to wait a bit, it imdiately harbored murderous intent.

Wu Bin’s skill just now had been too bizarre, causing the Dream Tapir imnse psychological pressure.

It had lived for thousands of years, yet this was the first ti it encountered soone who could control it so abruptly and forcefully.

In just a mont, the Dream Tapir made up its mind.

Wu Bin couldn’t be allowed to live, Wu Bin must die!

With this thought firmly in mind, the Dream Tapir’s body inflated like a balloon, swelling dozens of tis larger in an instant, its white fur blocking out the sky, about to engulf Wu Bin entirely.

After seeing this, Zhu Ling beca extrely anxious in her heart.

The Dream Tapir was still in its ethereal state at the ti, so she couldn’t stop it, nor could she inflict any damage on it.

But Zhu Ling was very clear, once the Dream Tapir enveloped Wu Bin completely, the mont it launched its attack would also be the mont Wu Bin’s life ended.

Just as Zhu Ling was at a loss for what to do, Wu Bin suddenly shouted.

"Now, hit its head!"

Wu Bin’s skill was activated again, and the Dream Tapir, still in its ethereal state, was taunted and had to abandon all its spells, left with no choice but to physically attack Wu Bin.

Only to see the Dream Tapir’s legs light up with a silvery white glow, causing Wu Bin to feel chills down his spine!

He recalled the information from the guidebook, so without a second thought, Wu Bin retreated backward imdiately, while also raising his shield in front of him.

Bang, bang, bang!

Wu Bin had just run back a few ters when a series of cracking sounds ca from the shield!

Wu Bin felt as if he were being strafed by a machine gun, the shield in his hand clanging loudly, shaking as if it could shatter at any mont!

Just when Wu Bin was about to collapse, the intense onslaught abruptly stopped.

Hiding behind his shield, Wu Bin looked up and noticed a huge hole had been blasted in the Dream Tapir’s head.

The Dream Tapir crashed to the ground, its body’s white mist slowly dissipating.

It turned out that as the Dream Tapir initiated its attack on Wu Bin, it had to exit its ethereal state.

Taking advantage of this mont, Zhu Ling had dealt a fatal blow to the Dream Tapir’s head.

This sequence of events spanned only a few seconds, but as Wu Bin lowered his shield to take a look,

not only had the shield in his hand been completely deford, but even the ground within a fan-shaped area in front of him was riddled with densely packed holes, just like a hornet’s nest!

Wu Bin was standing at the very edge of these holes.

One could imagine that if Wu Bin had reacted even slightly slower or retreated less quickly,

within those few seconds, Zhu Ling might not have had the chance to make her move, and he would have been killed by the Dream Tapir.

Recalling this made Wu Bin shudder with fear, grateful for the hint the bestiary had given him earlier; otherwise, he never would have guessed that the silver light on the Dream Tapir’s feet was the sign it was launching a deadly strike.

Song Bing walked over, glanced at the shield in Wu Bin’s hand, and gave him a thumbs up.

"Damn, Old Wu, you’re sothing else, surviving that? And your arm strength is incredible."

Reminded by Song Bing, Wu Bin then realized how unbearably painful his arm was, feeling like it was nearly broken.

"Maybe it was the power of adrenaline. I honestly thought I was about to die just then; being alive now feels like a miracle."

Song Bing patted Wu Bin on the shoulder and let out a sigh, "Anyway, we managed to survive. Little sister Zhu Ling, now that this monster is dead, how do we get back?"

Zhu Ling glanced at Song Bing and asked, "Do you want to go back now?"

Song Bing nodded.

"Of course, this has been nothing but a nightmare for , and naturally, I want to wake up from a nightmare as soon as possible."

"Alright, then let help you."

Zhu Ling said, and with that, she kicked Song Bing squarely in the chest.

Although it was just a simple kick from Zhu Ling, when it landed on Song Bing, he felt as if he had been pushed away by an imnse force!

In the blink of an eye, Song Bing vanished from Wu Bin’s view, disappearing like a star.

Wu Bin was stunned and asked, "Did he just return like that? He won’t be hard, right?"

No wonder Wu Bin was worried; Zhu Ling’s thod of sending Song Bing back was quite rough.

Zhu Ling curled her lips and said, "The Dream Tapir is dead, so whatever we think of will likely co true in this dream realm because we’ve regained control over our own dreams.

"My kick just now would have caused Song Bing an intense feeling of weightlessness, but it won’t harm him in any way, don’t worry."

As soon as Zhu Ling finished speaking, many spectral figures suddenly flew out from the coffins at the chaotic burial ground, including Tang Ke and Zou Hang.

These specters rose towards the sky from the ground like bubbles in water.

Simultaneously, the surrounding space began to shake violently, and the physical manifestations within the space started to crumble and shatter.

Zhu Ling spoke indifferently, "The Dream Tapir is dead, and this stitched-together dream realm can’t hold up much longer, so we need to prepare to return."

"But before we go back, let’s deal with the Dream Tapir’s corpse first."