I woke up to find myself transmigrated into a disabled child.

Chapter 389 End of the battle

Na Na agreed, and Le Zhi indeed became very cautious from then on. Finally, after successfully cutting off the last tentacle that was entangled with the turtle, the turtle managed to escape, but at the same time, it also angered the owner of the tentacle.

The giant octopus wasn't oblivious; it could certainly feel its tentacles being severed. However, due to the tortoise's troublesome nature and the need to appease the younger creatures rushing to its aid, the octopus assumed the tortoise was struggling in its death throes and temporarily ignored it. Unexpectedly, this neglect allowed the tortoise to escape successfully.

This won't do. Before the giant octopus could even turn its head, the attacking tentacles were already upon it. Lezhi was too small to aim properly, but the tortoise was a different story; it was a sitting duck.

But when faced with the attack that came straight at it, the tortoise remained calm and didn't even try to dodge. It just stood there, looking at the octopus with disdain.

This was a provocation, and a blatant one at that. Enraged, the octopus attacked even more fiercely, but to no avail. A silver-white figure darted among the tentacles like lightning. With the turtle as bait, Lezhi easily predicted the octopus's trajectory. Before the attack could reach it, Lezhi preemptively struck at the root, severing the tentacle in half at the base.

Having experience fighting octopuses, Lezhi knew that octopuses' tentacles could regenerate. If given the chance, the battle would go on indefinitely, so a quick victory was the best strategy.

Therefore, after hitting the target, Lezhi did not stop. The turtle cooperated with him from the outside to attract the attention of the eight claws and harassed the eight claws from time to time, while Lezhi charged towards the head of the eight claws with a clear objective.

The oval-shaped head was like a fortress. Compared to the previous two octopuses, this one was far too large. Even though Lezhi held the sharp claws, he could only scratch the skin of the octopus and couldn't even touch the edge of the bone.

Upon discovering this fact, Yuezhi's eyes darkened, a blood-red hue emanating from the outer edge of his silver-white pupils, and the wildly surging energy within him clamored for its full release. Various different plans flashed through his mind, finally settling on the knife that Yuezhong had once given him.

As he alternately drew circles in the air with his fingers, a heavy sword formed from concentrated energy appeared out of thin air in Lezhi's palm. The blade was almost longer than Lezhi's body, and the edge of the blade was not very clear. Upon closer inspection, one could see restless energy leaping there.

He didn't need to use his eyes to see; the sword was formed from his energy, essentially an extension of his own body. His indifferent eyes held no excitement at the prospect of drawing the sword, only boundless coldness.

It was as if the octopus in front of him was already a dead thing.

Being looked at like that, even an octopus with a limited brain capacity couldn't help but feel a surge of turmoil in its heart. It had survived a long life, growing to its current state only after overcoming countless dangers and battling numerous predators.

But this was the first time that Octopus knew from the bottom of its heart that it could not defeat the person in front of it. Its instincts trembled, and it was terrified to the extreme. Even its tentacles, which were originally waving and rampaging in all directions, were as if they had been paused, bending at an eerie angle and stopping in mid-air.

The prey's movements do not affect Lezhi's close-range attacks. If it resists, Lezhi will attack; if it does not resist, Lezhi will still attack.

The previous stillness was merely to determine the attack angle; the octopus's immobility conveniently allowed Lezhi to react. Therefore, before the octopus could recover from its fear, the flashing blade was already upon them.

Lezhi chose to attack its forehead directly, and its eyes witnessed the entire attack process.

Run! Run away!

Octopus strained with all its might, but only managed a mournful cry at the last second to warn the younger ones behind it to escape. But by then, it was too late.

The giant fortress was cleaved in two with a single stroke, so fast that it made almost no sound. The smaller octopuses that had been hiding behind the giant octopus looked up and saw Lezhi approaching on light.

Enveloped in light, its silvery-white tail shone like the finest crystal, reflecting a dazzling brilliance. This beautiful figure, however, would become the nightmare of the Octopus Clan from this day forward.

Not one escaped. With a few slashes, Lezhi cut the small octopuses as if they were being chopped into vegetables. It was because Lezhi had fought so many battles that he had gained experience. Every move he made was a waste. He cut down one octopus with each slash, and he was swift, decisive and clean.

As Lezhi's battle drew to a close, the others were not to be outdone. The moment the giant octopus let out a mournful cry, the other octopuses seemed to know that the battle was lost. Some chose to fight back with all their might, while others lost all will to fight and wanted to take the opportunity to escape. Under these circumstances, the tree spirits had the upper hand and quickly ended the battle.

One by one, the bubbles dissipated, and the waters, which had just experienced a fierce battle, gradually returned to calm. It was nearly dusk, and the last rays of the setting sun slanted into the water, reminding the children who were out that it was time to return home.

"Cang Jin, how are you? Is anyone injured?"

Canglong worked with his clansmen to pop all the bubbles. He looked around and saw Ji Ying leading people to clean up the battlefield they were responsible for, while Cang Jin was counting heads. The turtle was slowly swimming towards them in the distance. Lei Xiu rushed up to greet it, clearly heading towards Le Zhi.

He originally wanted to go, but after thinking about it, he decided against it and went to his good friend's side instead.

"No, we're only responsible for controlling the movements of those octopuses on the perimeter. A few of our clansmen only got scratched, and they'll be healed by tomorrow. We can't let training be delayed." With a wave of his hand, Cang Jin signaled the team to disperse and take a short rest.

Turning his head to glance at Canglong, whose expression was somewhat forlorn, Cang Jin's eyes flickered, and sure enough, he saw Lei Xiu had already moved closer to Lezhi and was talking to the turtle. He understood immediately.

Raising his hand to pat Canglong's shoulder, Cang Jin decided to lend a hand to his friend. "It seems like Ji Ying's situation isn't over yet. If you're free, go see if you can help. We can't interfere, but you're not in the guard team, so it's fine. I'll go check on how the turtle is doing."

Although it was an excuse, it was also true. As fellow members of their own clan's guard, if they went to help, Ji Ying would have to give them some spoils as a token of gratitude, since they represented the face of both clans.

But Canglong is different. He is just a member of the clan. Helping is a personal matter. How much Ji Ying is willing to give and how he gives is their private business. If they have a good relationship, they can even not give anything. It will make things much easier for them.

Therefore, Canglong didn't realize that Cangjin was deliberately giving him trouble. He had a good relationship with Jiying, and upon hearing Cangjin's words, he hurriedly went to the front. Jiying naturally welcomed Canglong's arrival, and seeing the two of them getting along well, Cangjin secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

None of what happened here affected Lezhi. After dealing with all the octopuses in sight, Lezhi finally seized the opportunity, grabbed the turtle and started to settle scores. It could clearly talk, so why did it pretend not to?

"...So the other tribes don't know you can speak?" No way, turtles are so patient.

The turtle allowed Lezhi to circle around it, examining it from all angles. He said it was to make sure there were no other wounds on its body, but in reality, Lezhi was just curious. He had long wanted to observe the turtle's body structure up close, and novel things always attracted his attention.

“I always say, ‘Hey, don’t touch there, it tickles.’” The turtle used its pectoral fins to push away Lezhi’s mischievous arm and continued, “It’s just that they can’t understand what I’m saying, and I can’t understand their language either. But often, communication doesn’t necessarily have to be through language. We can’t have a conversation, and we’ve lived together peacefully for so long, haven’t we…”