Monster Hunter: I can accept monster quests

Compared to the thick carapace on its back, the fine scales on the belly of the Tigrex were obviously much more fragile. Chen Yan used his hand as a knife and slid it down its chin to the depression at the bottom of its belly.

A shallow red mark appeared. The Thunder Dragon didn't feel any pain, but it felt extremely awkward.

It instinctively tried to squeeze its hind legs together, but Chen Yan had already used the scabbard to block its legs, aiming his hands at its vital points and poking and prodding, causing the thunder dragon to growl repeatedly.

Facing Chen Yan, who was constantly "raking in the bird's nest" beneath him, the Thunder Dragon raised its tail high, tightened its hip muscles, and slammed down on Chen Yan with a move called "Mount Tai Pressing Down".

Chen Yan originally intended to counter with a move called "Dragon Soaring Out of the Sea," but considering the ridiculously strong power of the Thunder Dragon and his current disadvantageous position, he chose to temporarily avoid the confrontation.

With a bend in his knees and a push from his feet, he darted forward and appeared in front of the Thunder Dragon.

Immediately afterwards, the soft gravel was crushed by its heavy stomp, sending it flying everywhere. Looking at the sand surface that had been pressed down by half a meter, Chen Yan was extremely relieved that he hadn't had a direct confrontation with it.

Facing Chen Yan, who was right in front of him, the dragon opened its mouth to bite, but only got a mouthful of sand.

While shaking his head and spitting out sand, he found it difficult to breathe.

With a sweep of its sharp vertical pupils, it saw Chen Yan leaping up by climbing up its nostrils. The dragon turned its head to bite again, but Chen Yan pressed the scabbard against its nose to gain leverage and finally sat steadily on its head.

He grabbed the two small tufts of cat-ear-like appendages at the back of its head, deftly parted the fur with his ten fingers, and aimed at its delicate earlobes that had never been exposed before, recreating a long-lost technique.

A tingling, numb, itchy, sour, soft, swollen, trembling... a series of unprecedented and stimulating sensations rushed to the brain, traveled around the brain, and then rapidly spread to every corner of the body, almost causing it to collapse to the ground!

"Do you accept it or not?"

Chapter 146: A Dragon of Cars!

Chen Yan ultimately underestimated the Thunder Dragon.

This "absolute powerhouse" is absolutely strong!

At least it is the only one that can grit its teeth and remain silent while being massaged by Chen Yan's ten fingers!

Sitting on its neck, Chen Yan clearly noticed that in order to fight the extreme itching, the Thunder Dragon had to tense every muscle in its body.

The large and small muscle blocks piled up on its robust dragon body, making the whole dragon body seem to have grown a size larger. No wonder it is a monster that can fly with such a difficult move as pulling up a scallion from dry land. Muscles grow inside its bones!

It resisted the spreading itching with the pain of its muscles squeezing together. After a moment, it regained some control of its body and slowly but laboriously raised its tail.

Its slender tail has few nerve endings, making it the only part of its body it can currently control. Although its tail is not as frightening as the ceratopsian tail axe, it is still covered with black thorns along its edges, and has a sharp, protruding bone spike at the end.

The bone spur trembled, rising and falling, but still slowly aimed at his back.

Judging from its uncontrollable strength, it didn't seem to care at all whether it would pierce through Chen Yan's head along with it.

It seems that obtaining the mysterious car key reward won't be so easy.

Chen Yan had no choice but to release its ears, turn around and draw his knife to parry the bone spikes that were thrusting at him. Before the bird could digest the lingering numbness in its body, he jumped up, trying to escape in time.

Before his toes even touched the ground, he saw the distorted air rushing towards him. This time, its roar was exceptionally long, causing Chen Yan to stagger backward.

Blood rushes to the head, causing dizziness, seeing stars, and a face that alternates between pale and flushed.

Fortunately, the soft tissue self-healing ability caught up in time. Not long after the thunder dragon roared, its injured internal organs were almost healed, although it consumed a lot of food in its stomach.

Having finally escaped Chen Yan's clutches, the Thunder Dragon, having expended immense strength, was nearly driven mad by hunger.

It's the kind of animal that keeps its eyes on the fleeing prey even while eating. Even if it has hunted enough prey to last for several days, it will continue to chase after the fleeing prey until it has killed all the prey it can catch. Only then will it feel satisfied.

With such a brutal nature, it causes serious ecological damage wherever it goes.

This makes it difficult to satisfy its strong appetite. For example, before it met Chen Yan and his group, it had not eaten for three consecutive days.

If it doesn't eat something soon, it'll really starve to death!

The dragon lunged at Chen Yan.

It first bit forward, and Chen Yan retreated to avoid it. But after biting into the air, it suddenly opened its mouth and stretched its neck to bite again. Chen Yan swung his blade, and sparks flew as it rubbed against its fangs.

Then it kept waving its forelimbs and flapping them endlessly, its powerful talons slapping the sand one after another, turning the flat sand into a sunken pit.

Although the force of each claw was terrifying, its claw-raising movements were too obvious. Chen Yan dodged and weaved around it, barely managing to get through unharmed, though his head and face were covered in sand.

Next came the tail-whipping: tail-whipping in place, tail-whipping forward, and tail-whipping in a circle. Although it was strong, its movements were not very fast, and its thick forelimbs made its turning movements quite slow.

Chen Yan rolled and jumped, but no matter how much the Thunder Dragon swung its tail, it just couldn't hit Chen Yan.

As for throwing stones, before it could even touch Chen Yan in their face-to-face brawl, Chen Yan dodged them from a distance.

It was fine to pounce, but Chen Yan was too good at sliding tackles, and it didn't want to be tormented by having its ears grabbed again.

After a fierce battle, Chen Yan had a better understanding of the situation. The Thunder Dragon's moves were wide and powerful, and its combos were straightforward and brutal.

If it can hit people, it can be called a killing master, but if it can't hit people, it can only become a destroyer of the environment, not nearly as troublesome as that "nimble mountain dog".

It still has a lot of room for improvement.

Seeing that it could not defeat Chen Yan, the Thunder Dragon endured its hunger and unleashed its strongest killing move, which struck fear into the hearts of countless hunters and monsters.

Dragon carriage, dragon carriage, and more dragon carriage!

The Thunder Dragon began using its despicable chain charge. After charging up, it ran forward and launched a charge. If it didn't hit Chen Yan, it would immediately brake, turn around, and charge again. If it still didn't hit him, it would brake again and charge again.

As long as it can hold on, the dragon cart will not stop!

Chen Yan really had no good way to deal with the Thunder Dragon in the Dragon Cart; it was so powerful that a mere graze would cause injury, and a direct hit would mean certain death.

After all, if a monster only knows how to perform the dragon charge, then it is invincible.

This time, Chen Yan dodged rather awkwardly, and even his long, narrow katana couldn't stop it.

The Thunder Dragon relentlessly attacked Chen Yan. Driven by both hunger and excitement, its forelimbs and face began to swell with blood, emitting a rather intimidating red light.

The rapidly flowing blood enhanced its strength and reduced its pain, but the brain also became somewhat irrational due to the reduced oxygen supply. It even tried to brake with its head when it couldn't stop. However, its expression of not giving up until it tore Chen Yan to pieces remained unchanged.

Harley had seen Chen Yan narrowly avoid being hit by the Thunder Dragon Car countless times.

She raised and lowered her crossbow repeatedly, several times in total. If Chen Yan hadn't given her a reassuring look, she would have already fired the odor bomb to drive away the Tigrex.

The little horned dragon was also very anxious. It had seen a few horned dragons before. The mother dragon had even fought one of them that had invaded its territory. That fight lasted from dawn to dusk, with the roars of the two dragons never stopping.

It followed in fear and trembling for a day, and finally the mother dragon returned to its nest in a huff with a black and purple handprint on its head. But judging from its blood-stained horns, the other dragon had also suffered a great loss.

Only the cat remained calm.

"Don't worry, if this Tigrex doesn't come up with any new moves, Chen Yan will definitely win within three minutes."

The flower-like cat pointed its paws at the Tigrex's severely sunken abdomen, and then at the foam pouring from the corner of its mouth.

"Based on my experience, it hasn't eaten for at least two days. With the high metabolic rate of a Tigrex, it would be starving if it didn't eat for even a day. And it's been fighting Chen Yan for two days without eating... Look, its legs are cramping! It's about to collapse!"

Flower Cat grabbed a handful of dried fish from her pocket and excitedly tossed them into her mouth.

"Go Chen Yan!"

Seeing that Hua Miao's analysis was reasonable and well-founded, Harley was slightly relieved. But just two seconds later, she saw the Thunder Dragon Car suddenly stop abruptly as it brushed past Chen Yan, almost tearing its upper and lower body apart.

Despite the excruciating pain, it suddenly raised its left paw. Unlike the previous rapid slaps, this paw, rising slowly, looked incredibly heavy.

Chen Yan also sensed something was wrong; now he had two paths before him.

The safest approach is to retreat and get out of the range of its strange attacks. However, the Tigrex might be feinting before retreating.

They can't catch up with the Tigrex when it runs fast.

Secondly, attack it before it lands its claws. Whether it's the Flying Blade Rock-Breaking Slash, the Four-in-One Light Slash, or even the White Blade Rising Dragon, it should be able to interrupt its accumulated attack.

But doing so would definitely cause it serious damage, and Chen Yan, who had already vaguely guessed what the car key was for, did not want to harm his beloved car.

So he chose the third option.

Chen Yan leaped up, climbed onto its body, and started climbing onto its head.

He had already seen that the Thunder Dragon was weak at this moment. As long as he massaged it again, it would definitely be able to collapse to the ground, screaming in agony, and surrender to Chen Yan's control!

Chapter 147 What's with the arrogance!

Chen Yan successfully climbed onto the body of the Tigrex and hung on its chin, but before he could reach his familiar spot, the Tigrex's raised wing claws slammed down.

The ground cracked and sand collapsed, and dust and sand billowed into the sky.

Its power is indeed formidable; it's practically a youthful version of the Tigrex's signature move, "Wild Claw Hand," called "Earth-Splitting Palm."

But no matter how powerful it is, it's useless if it can't hit anyone.

With that final claw strike, the Thunder Dragon was powerless.

The redness on its forelimbs and face faded, its muscles relaxed, and the whole dragon looked listless. It ignored Chen Yan, who was still on its face, and stumbled towards its lair before the dust settled.

When the belated little horned dragon finally crawled in to take a look, there was no sign of the Tigrex or Chen Yan amidst the swirling sandstorm.

Chen Yan has been kidnapped by Honglong!

Sensing the increasingly hostile gazes of Harley and the little horned dragon, the flower cat trembled and raised its paws in pleading.

"Wait, wait... Chen Yan definitely doesn't want to let the Tigrex escape! Let's wait a little longer! Maybe he'll come back carrying the Tigrex's leg in a while!"

...

Chen Yan rode on the neck of the Thunder Dragon. Its small ears drooped in front of it, so soft and limp that they looked like they could be pinched off. But Chen Yan did not make a move. Instead, he followed the Thunder Dragon around and around until they reached a low, cramped, and dark dragon's nest.

After stumbling back to its lair, the Tigrex was completely exhausted. Its legs gave way and it collapsed, slipping on the ground as it tried to ram its head against the cliff to brake.

Chen Yan jumped down just in time, protecting the Thunder Dragon's head with his hands and braking with his feet, using his body to cushion the impact between its head and the rock wall.

After braking with both feet for a few meters, he successfully brought the powerless behemoth to a stop.

He rubbed his sore and numb arms, looked at the Tigrex that was "completely out of oil and lying down," and patted its cheek.

"Do you submit this time?"

Upon hearing Chen Yan's slightly teasing question, Honglong seemed to have just remembered that he had brought him back.

Faced with the hateful humans so close at hand, the Thunder Dragon's lips twitched, but it didn't even have the strength to open its mouth to bite. Its limbs and tail were limp and collapsed on the ground, like a dead dragon.

Chen Yan circled around it.

Lifting half of its wing, I touched its relatively small wing membrane. It was neither soft nor hard, and its texture was only average compared to other dragons.

I straightened its curled-up hind legs and visually compared them to those of the Lesser Diablos. Hmm, the Tigrex's legs were thinner and longer, and their shape was more aesthetically pleasing than the Lesser Diablos's.

But in terms of touch, the little horned dinosaur feels better, after all, it has been rubbing in the sand every day, and it has long been worn shiny and smooth.

He poked it and found it had almost no meat on it, just a tail covered in a layer of hard skin. Compared to other dragons, it was far inferior, especially in Chen Yan's mind, who loved playing with dragon tails. Bad review! Points deducted!