Type-Moon, but the Servant is Tom

Chapter 85: Tom is Beating Chen Gong Mercilessly!

The first one to act is Chen Gong!

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

Chen Gong moved swiftly, quickly pulling three bamboo pieces from his bamboo scroll and throwing them in front of him. Each piece turned into spiritual particles, creating three magical symbols in the air and emitting three muffled sounds in succession.

However, those sounds were not caused by Chen Gong's spellcasting. They were the sounds Tom kindly added with his mouth.

As the symbols dissipated, Chen Gong's body flickered three times, emitting a red light for strength, a blue light for Art, and a green light for Quick.

After buffing himself with magic, Chen Gong decisively drew two small swords, each less than an arm's length, from his sleeves. Taking advantage of Tom's distraction, he dashed towards Tom, flashing with a green light, at a remarkably fast speed!

In that moment of charge, Chen Gong looked at Tom, who hadn't reacted yet, and smirked, "Ahaha, didn't expect this, did you?"

Who said casters couldn't engage in close combat? Is magic so inconvenient?!

Chen Gong was already halfway there when Tom finally realized what was happening. Startled, he stiffened his limbs and then found himself suspended in mid-air.

Indeed, Tom didn't expect that. He thought Chen Gong would pull out all the bamboo pieces from the scroll, so he had prepared to find a stick to support his arm while watching Chen Gong's colorful performance. But who knew Chen Gong wouldn't play fair?

Even though Tom reacted, it was too late. Due to the surprise, he found himself hanging in mid-air, and Chen Gong was already right in front of him.

"shoo!" With a single sword thrust, Chen Gong pierced Tom's abdomen.

After the sword penetrated, Chen Gong raised an eyebrow and a smile curved on his lips. Seeing that he had inflicted a serious injury with just one attack, he immediately became excited. "It's not over yet!"

In a very short interval of time, Chen Gong's other sword, held in his left hand, also pierced Tom's body. The whole process went smoothly, making Chen Gong doubt why it was so easy.

However, Chen Gong didn't stop his actions. After withdrawing the swords, he stormed into Tom's body once again.

"shoo! shoo! shoo! shoo! shoo! shoo! shoo!!!!"

The green light on Chen Gong intensified, his hands moving so fast that afterimages appeared. The swords in his hands repeated the process of withdrawing and thrusting into Tom's body, creating more wounds on Tom's body. Chen Gong intended to defeat Tom with this one move!

Several seconds later, after countless storm-like penetrations into Tom's body, Chen Gong finally withdrew the swords and stepped back a few steps, panting heavily.

While gasping for breath, although he didn't understand why he was so exhausted after just a few stabs, Chen Gong still held the small swords in his hands and supported his knees as he looked up at Tom, who had been stabbed countless times and was likely near death. "Ha~ha~ha~, how about that...?"

Upon hearing Chen Gong's words, Tom swallowed his saliva and lowered his head to look at his body.

At first glance, there didn't seem to be anything wrong, but deep down, he felt something was off.

"You...?" Looking at Tom, who seemed unharmed, Chen Gong's mind went blank. In that blankness, a bunch of black question marks kept popping up. "Why aren't you dead?!"

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Logically speaking, even with high durability, a cat should have been defeated after being stabbed so many times, right? But at this moment, Tom looked at his body, took a defensive stance by crossing his fists in front of his chest, twisted his body to the left, extended his right leg to the left like a pose, and turned his head to the right, looking towards the entrance of the house. In the next moment, Tom shot out like lightning.

Chen Gong watched Tom's retreating figure, still not understanding why Tom ran away. But in the blink of an eye, Tom quickly ran back to the same spot.

However, this time, Tom held a super-sized beer mug in his hand, filled with water.

Under Chen Gong's puzzled gaze, Tom, after returning to his original spot, brought the mug to his mouth and started chugging the water, "Gulp! Gulp! Gulp! Gulp! Gulp~."

After finishing the mug of water, Tom transformed from a small, skinny cat into a chubby cat resembling a pineapple. He tossed the mug aside and happily stuck out his tongue, licking his lips in satisfaction, and burped, "Hiccup~."

Chen Gong watched everything happening in front of him, first failing to understand Tom's behavior. Moreover, although the mug was quite big, it couldn't possibly hold the amount of water that would turn Tom into a bucket, right?

However, before Chen Gong could comprehend this question, a new problem arose. Tom, after drinking the water, before it could even relax, transformed his lower body, the whole pineapple-shaped cat, into a showerhead, splashing water all around.

In just a second or two, Tom, who had just drunk his way to becoming a big fatty, revealed his true form again, turning back into a small, skinny cat. If one ignored the puddle of water on the ground, it seemed as if nothing had happened.

"Monster... a monster..." After witnessing all of Tom's actions, Chen Gong's glasses shattered instantly. Along with his broken glasses, his worldview shattered as well.

Previously, he did hear Gudako say that this cat was quite difficult to deal with, but experiencing it firsthand, he realized that "quite difficult" was an understatement.

Tom, with a sorrowful look, glanced at the water stain on the ground and suddenly raised his head, staring unhappily at Chen Gong.

Gulp!

Noticing Tom's gaze, Chen Gong trembled all over. A deeply ominous feeling shrouded his head, and his innate skill, "Advice of the Strategist B++," began sounding alarm bells in his mind. The best strategy is to retreat when the thirty-sixth strategy fails!

Just as Chen Gong was about to flee in fear, Tom reached behind him with his right hand and pulled out a long, stiff teaching whip.

With the whip in hand, Tom charged towards Chen Gong, seeking... revenge!

"Don't come any closer!" Seeing Tom charging towards him, Chen Gong promptly accepted his own weakness. He put away the two small swords in his hands and disregarded any semblance of dignity, opting to run away without hesitation.

However, how could a strategist in a robe possibly outrun an enraged Tom?

In the blink of an eye, Tom caught up to Chen Gong, wielding the teaching whip, and delivered a harsh lash right on Chen Gong's buttocks.

"Smack!"

"Oww!" Feeling the pain on his rear end, Chen Gong jumped up a meter high while clutching his buttocks, tears almost streaming down his face.

Experiencing this excruciating pain beyond all limits, Chen Gong could swear that it was the most painful strike he had ever endured. It was even more agonizing than the pain he felt when he was executed by Cao Cao's order in his past life.

Can you believe it was just a whip? Is this pain even within the realm of possibility?

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