Chapter 68

Yuan Yi said: "Don't worry, I'm a human, I eat little anyway, not easy to be hungry."

He smiled again: "You are my brother, thank you for protecting me before. In the future, those people from the Beggar Gang might still bully me, so I can't let you be hungry!"

The ape opened its mouth, spat out the food in its mouth, held it in its palm, and offered it to Yuan Yi.

Yuan Yi waved his hand: "No, no."

But his Adam's apple rolled involuntarily.

The ape was very persistent, stepped forward, handed its palm to Yuan Yi's mouth, and called out.

"Hehe, then I won't be polite." Yuan Yi's eyes were red, holding the ape's hand, buried his head, and ate the last handful of leftovers in two or three bites.

"Delicious, delicious!" Yuan Yi smiled. He was thin as a stick, and his clothes were also from others, very ill-fitting, plus disheveled, just like a human monkey.

The ape also laughed, squeaking.

The man and the monkey were immersed in happiness.

"Uncle Dasheng, Uncle Dasheng..."

Finally, Yuan Er woke the ape up.

The moment it opened its eyes, the ape almost mistook Yuan Er for its old master; after all, father and son were so alike.

The ape's vision cleared, and suddenly its nose twitched, and its brows immediately wrinkled.

It smelled a very bad smell.

Yuan Er swallowed a mouthful of saliva and hurriedly explained.

The ape listened to a small half, then stood up and walked out of the tent.

It was more than a zhang tall, burly and majestic like a war elephant. The scars all over its body were its medals, showing its countless battle achievements.

"Pay respects to Monkey Lord!"

The elders saluted one after another.

The ape didn't even look at them, just stared at the many monkey corpses on the ground. After a small while of silence, it suddenly looked up and let out a roar.

The roar was deafening, and the sound wave it set off directly blew down many elders.

Yuan Dasheng's eyes were red; it was truly angry!

None of the elders were without cold sweat.

Yuan Er deliberately stayed behind, seeing the elders' submissive appearance, feeling very relieved.

He arrived at the right time: "Uncle Monkey, Uncle Monkey, with such a big thing happening, we will definitely find out the real murderer and punish the murderer severely!"

Yuan Dasheng slowly stopped its voice, lowered its head to look at Yuan Er, whose familiar face made it gradually calm down.

It slowly stretched out a finger and tapped Yuan Er's heart lightly.

Yuan Er's heart jumped wildly, took a small step back, and nodded repeatedly: "Uncle Monkey, believe me, I will definitely not let you down!"

"But currently, the gang has encountered a major crisis. We must have the best performance in the Huoshi Festival."

"Now, manpower is seriously insufficient, and we can only rely on you, Uncle Monkey."

"Please recuperate during this time. You are our pillar!"

Yuan Dasheng remained silent, walked back slowly, stepped into the tent, and disappeared from everyone's view.

Yuan Er looked at the elders who had fallen to the ground, showed a smile, flicked his sleeves and said: "Get up, all of you."

Next, all the various assignments he made were met with compliance by the elders.

After he left, the elders began to communicate via sound transmission.

"Yuan Er relies on the monkey's power; does he still have the style of a leader?" Someone was disdainful.

"Monkey Lord didn't get angry and kill anyone; its temper has softened."

"Why? Do you still want it to go berserk?"

"I mean, is it already old, its state has declined, and it's just superficially strong?" An ambitious elder pondered.

The oldest elder heard this, let out a disdainful sneer in his heart, and turned to leave.

Other elders hadn't seen it, but in a gang operation to explore the Red Flame Demon Melting Cave, he witnessed Yuan Dasheng's battle with his own eyes.

"The combat power of that walking fire snake was comparable to a half-step Jin Dan."

"But in the end, it was torn to pieces by Yuan Dasheng..."

"Although Yuan Dasheng has entered old age, its combat power is very terrifying. It definitely has talent, at least upper-grade talent."

"Not having a cultivation technique is its biggest regret, but it is also the greatest luck of our gang."

The bird song was close to the ear.

Unlike Ning Zhuo was interrupted from his sleep and opened his eyes.

What woke him up was a mechanical parrot, with a character-shaped staff head inserted into its back.

It was the staff head that controlled it, allowing it to chirp at a fixed time and wake Unlike Ning Zhuo.

"Time is almost up." Unlike Ning Zhuo immediately sensed the mark on his chest, his soul entering the Xian Gong.

He quickly assembled the puppet body and passed the barriers continuously.

Along the way, he discovered some traces of people trying to pass the barrier. He took a look at the monitoring mechanical parts and found that Zhou Zhu and Zheng Jian had begun to cooperate.

"In a short time, they don't pose a threat."

"The most critical one is Yuan Dasheng; even Meng Chong is secondary."

Unlike Ning Zhuo passed the barriers all the way.

He is now proficient in more than twenty types of spells, and all of them are very skilled. As long as the spiritual power is abundant, passing these barriers is very easy.

After Unlike Ning Zhuo could not advance further, he retreated.

He retreated all the way to Room No. 8, stopped moving, and began to wait patiently.

Not long after, the door was suddenly pushed open violently, and a huge puppet ape drilled in.

"It's here." Unlike Ning Zhuo said to himself, slowly stood up, and faced the ape.

The two lines of sight collided, and Yuan Dasheng immediately realized that the mechanical puppet in front of him was not ordinary.

After sizing up the puppet Unlike Ning Zhuo, Yuan Dasheng scanned the whole scene again. Besides the mechanical traps in its memory, it was also guessing the mechanical traps that might be hidden.

"It seems that it mistook me for a puppet guarding the barrier, just like those kung fu puppets before." Unlike Ning Zhuo nodded secretly.

This is exactly the result he wanted to create.

In this regard, the leaderboard and his pseudonym played a key role, making Yuan Dasheng mistakenly think that only it was bravely breaking into the Xian Gong!

After observing for a while, Yuan Dasheng began to try to pass the barrier.

Unlike Ning Zhuo took action immediately.

Spell—Ice Holding Technique.

Mechanical part—Flying Swimming Hand.

Spell—A Breath.

Mechanical part—Gas Releasing Ring.

A mechanical arm flew rapidly toward Yuan Dasheng, and a cold freezing air emerged from the palm.

The freezing air originally only had lethal effect upon contact. But the Gas Releasing Ring flew to the front, and a breath acted on it, blowing the freezing air out.

The fan-shaped freezing air covered it instantly.

Yuan Dasheng dodged immediately, although it dodged most of it, a section of its left leg was still covered with a layer of frost.

Yuan Dasheng's eyes immediately showed a fierce light!

It was the first time it had seen a puppet guarding the barrier that could cast spells.

Without any hesitation, Yuan Dasheng ran wildly, its momentum fierce, rapidly approaching Unlike Ning Zhuo.

Unlike Ning Zhuo jumped lightly, a breath spell was activated, matched with a pair of Gas Releasing Rings on his left and right wrists, erupting with a boost of airflow, pushing him backward.

Unlike Ning Zhuo quickly opened the distance.

And while retreating, he attacked.

More than a dozen Flying Swimming Hands attacked continuously, Ice Holding Technique, Fire Grasping Technique, Gold Picking Technique, Wood Connecting Technique, etc., all became medium-to-long-range attacks under the blessing of a breath.

Yuan Dasheng tried its best to shrink its body, using its arms as shields to protect its face, smashing all spells, only aiming at Unlike Ning Zhuo to charge and kill, ignoring everything else.

Such a tactical choice is absolutely correct!

But it couldn't save its defeat.

A moment later, Yuan Dasheng's puppet body collapsed, some burned, some frozen into ice, some wood grew horizontally, forming a huge obstacle...

Before collapsing, Yuan Dasheng looked up and roared, the roar full of unwillingness, resentment, and helplessness.

Grievance, too much grievance.

This is not its true strength at all!

"Blocked it." Unlike Ning Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief.

The mechanical traps arranged had very poor effects on Yuan Dasheng. Only when he took action personally could he curb the latter's footsteps.