Chapter 61: Compassion? This is too ruthless! (Second Update)

Inside the Helicarrier.

"Tch, is that it?"

Noticing Captain America’s small movement, Stark said with a look of disdain.

What, still trying to play little tricks on him, Stark?

The current him is no longer the Stark of the past.

After tasting the gourmet food, all of Stark’s bodily stats increased fivefold.

It directly surpassed the limits of an ordinary person.

The strength he possesses now is not inferior to Captain America’s.

Black Widow, who had been standing to the side, couldn't help but feel a shock in her heart upon seeing this scene.

She knew full well what Captain America’s strength was.

It was absolutely not something an ordinary person could contend with.

This Tony Stark could actually withstand it?

This is clearly unscientific!

"Do you want us to try it out?"

Looking at Captain America’s unconvinced expression, Stark was very smug.

Now, even without his armor, he could still beat up ordinary people.

And in the future, he, Stark, will only grow stronger!

"Enough, the reason I brought you here today is for the Tesseract!"

Watching Stark and Captain America start to bicker, Nick Fury had a massive headache.

These are two of the people in his future plans.

If they don't get along from the start, it will be very troublesome later!

With Nick Fury, that black egg, stepping in, the tension between Stark and Captain America naturally eased.

As for Captain America, Stark didn't take him to heart at all.

With the Immortal Realm, he, Stark, would sooner or later become the strongest.

Maybe in the future, he could try arm-wrestling the Hulk!

Thinking this to himself, Stark became increasingly excited.

And just as Stark was daydreaming about the future here.

On the other side, in the Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils world, inside the Shaolin Temple.

"Senior Brother, do you think that thief will come again?"

At this moment, inside the Shaolin Temple, the security was tight, with Abbot Xuanci and Xuanji lurking in the shadows.

This time, as soon as they returned, they brought out a portion of egg fried rice, specifically to lure the thief into making a move.

From the last time the other party acted with such specific intent, it was clear that he had already figured out their patterns.

Such a person, naturally, is best caught early.

And just as the Shaolin side was on high alert, outside the Shaolin Temple, countless men in black were lurking.

"Have you heard? Inside the Shaolin Temple, there is gourmet food that increases internal energy!"

"I heard it long ago, otherwise we wouldn't have come!"

"Let's agree on this first: whoever grabs it, it belongs to them!"

"Fine, it's a deal!"

"..."

The group of men in black formed cliques, clearly aiming for the egg fried rice inside the Shaolin Temple.

And behind the men in black, Kumārajīva was sneering inwardly at this moment.

Shaolin bald donkeys, this time you have been too clever for your own good.

Rumors are not something only you can spread.

He, Kumārajīva, can spread them just as well.

This time, let these people stir up the clear water of Shaolin.

So he can fish in troubled waters!

Kumārajīva thought to himself, while slowly waiting.

At midnight.

"Move!"

Following a soft shout, the next moment, a crowd of black figures headed toward the Shaolin Shanmen.

There were many who coveted the Shaolin Temple’s egg fried rice.

At this moment, a dark mass of people rushed directly toward the inside of the Shaolin Temple.

"Not good, thieves have broken into the temple!"

The Shaolin Temple, which had been on guard, immediately fell into chaos.

Among them, several people took advantage of the chaos and headed toward the depths of the Shaolin Temple.

Kumārajīva’s figure followed right behind a few of them.

At this moment, inside the Shaolin Temple’s Discipline Hall.

A golden, glistening portion of egg fried rice was placed on the open ground of the main hall.

A Shaolin Gao Seng was currently piously chanting Buddhist scriptures and praying!

Such a scene made the few black shadows outside the Discipline Hall sneer.

These Shaolin Gao Seng are also ridiculous.

They have already broken their vows, yet they are still chanting scriptures to the Buddha.

Truly shameless Buddhist bald donkeys!

Thinking this to themselves, the few exchanged glances.

One of them nodded, then moved, heading toward the egg fried rice.

"Who is it!"

The Shaolin Gao Seng chanting the scriptures was suddenly startled, and with a Dragon Claw Hand, he grabbed at the intruder.

But the intruder clearly didn't want to fight; as soon as he was discovered, he turned around and ran.

"Where do you think you're going!"

The Shaolin Gao Seng shouted instantly and hurriedly chased after him.

Such a scene made the few in the shadows sneer one after another.

Pfft, is this it? And they call themselves the Shaolin Temple?

They fell for a simple lure-the-tiger-away-from-the-mountain trick.

Thinking this with disdain, the few then made their move toward the egg fried rice.

But just as they made their move, the next moment, a gust of wind struck.

From the dark corners, several Shaolin Gao Seng walked out, clearly having been lying in ambush there for a long time.

"Lure the tiger away from the mountain? You're far too naive!"

The leader, Master Xuannan, sneered.

They had been waiting here for a long time.

With a movement, the few struck instantly, heading toward the men in black.

And just as Xuannan and the others made their move.

Inside the Discipline Hall, a figure had already snuck in quietly.

"Haha, thanks!"

Seeing that there were people stalling outside, Kumārajīva was instantly ecstatic.

This is what they call the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

Without hesitation, he reached out a hand toward the egg fried rice.

However, the moment he touched it.

"Amitābha!"

A sound of Buddhist chanting arose, and the next moment, Xuanji’s figure walked out from inside the Discipline Hall.

"Bang!"

A massive amount of internal energy erupted from Xuanji’s body.

Kumārajīva, under the black clothing, immediately had a bitter expression.

The massive pressure of internal energy enveloped him, making him suffer immensely.

"Donor, the one who came last time must have been you as well, right!"

Xuanji sensed the fluctuation of internal energy within Kumārajīva’s body.

To have such internal energy fluctuations, he was clearly no nobody in the Wu Lin.

With a flick of his finger, he instantly knocked off Kumārajīva’s veil.

"So it was you!"

Seeing Kumārajīva’s face, Xuanji’s expression changed instantly.

He had not expected that the one who came to steal was actually Kumārajīva.

At the last Wulin Assembly, this person had already secretly stolen their martial arts from the Scripture Depository.

This time, he came to steal their egg fried rice again.

He is really picking on their Shaolin!

This is treating their Shaolin as easy to bully!

In an instant, Xuanji was directly enraged.

He unleashed a Great Strength Vajra Palm directly at Jiumozhi.

"Pfft!"

The gap in internal energy between the two was too vast; Jiumozhi had no chance to resist at all, spitting blood in mid-air as his body flew backward.

"Bang!"

Under the silent night, outside the Discipline Hall, Jiumozhi's body slammed heavily onto the ground, blood pooling everywhere, his life or death unknown.

Such a scene left the others staring in a daze.

Damn, wasn't it said that Shaolin is compassionate?

Why are these Shaolin bald donkeys so ruthless?

To kill someone just for a bowl of egg fried rice!

Mom, they are done, they are chickening out!