Chapter 81 Skirt Mistake The white cat was unable to dodge and was covered in these things, but the catnip balls flew past its nose. Its eyes only froze for a second before it regained clarity. However, this moment of distraction seemed to have angered it, and the softness on the white cat's face disappeared in an instant, replaced by bared fangs and a fierce look. Ding! Zhou Li swung his sword to block its claw. Its sharp nails scraped across the blade, creating large sparks. She was shocked and took a few steps back, barely able to steady herself. The injury on her right hand worsened, and blood flowed down the tip of the sword onto the ground. Zhou Ling, who was sitting in the spectator seats, and Sheng Yuan, who was sitting in mid-air, changed their expressions at the same time. Mother's spiritual root attribute is a top-grade wood spiritual root, and she is naturally capable of strong recovery. However, on the ring, the battle is intense, and there is no time for her to repair her wounds. In this battle, mother is afraid that she will suffer. Zhou Li on the stage also knew that the current situation was not favorable to her. Against a spirit beast of such a high level, it would be difficult for her, a swordsman who could fight against opponents of higher levels, to win. Since brute force doesn't work, she can't change her previous thinking. Bai Ming, who was protected by the white cat behind him, had already started meditating on the spot, taking the opportunity to close his eyes and recover from his injuries. If Zhou Li could not quickly defeat the white cat and wait for Bai Ming's injuries to recover, he would be completely at a disadvantage and would find it difficult to turn the tables and win. In preparation for today's competition, Zhou Li and Zhou Ling had already made a lot of preparations. Her storage bag contained not only dried fish and catnip, but also many other things that cats like.
The difference in strength between them was huge. She could only try her best to distract its attention to have a chance of winning. She narrowed her beautiful eyes, not caring about the injury on her right hand. When the big white cat pounced on her again, Zhou Li dodged sideways and reached for the storage bag hanging around her waist, smashing the big cat's face hard. A whole basket of silver vines poured out from the storage bag and splashed all over the big cat's face. The white cat stopped moving again, staring straight at the silver vines scattered on the ground, and sniffed a few times tentatively with its pink nose. Its eyes had already become blurred as it sniffed, but at this moment it raised its paw and slapped the ground hard, then jumped back forcefully, moving away from the silver vines. Originally, Zhou Li saw that its eyes were dazed and was about to bypass it to continue fighting with Bai Ming. But before the man got close, a sharp meow of a white cat was heard behind him. The big white cat is of such a high level that it is no longer an ordinary spiritual beast. As a great demon in the world and the cat king of a mountain, when has it ever been teased by these low-level plants! These things are what cats like by nature, and they are absolutely attractive. But what time is it now? Its little master is fighting with someone, and it is now the little master's protective spirit animal. If it puts the important matters aside at this time, ignores the life and death of the little master, and lies on the ground to eat grass, then where is its face? Where is its responsibility! It is a shameless cat king! Damn humans! Cunning and treacherous! You dare to try to undermine its professionalism at work? Eat its claws! Zhou Li dodged quickly enough, but the longest curved nail of the white cat's front paw still hooked the back of her dress, dragging her to the ground and pulling her back heavily. Zhou Li was lying on the ground, her mouth full of dust after being dragged. She was so regretful in her heart. She had thought that the skirt would get in the way, so she wore pants! (End of this chapter)