Chapter 71: Chapter Seventy-One: This Is Definitely Not a Sweeping Monk

Xu Yi never expected that the little match-selling girl from the mission would appear right before him like this.

His heart began to race wildly.

Xu Yi suddenly thought of a possibility.

Perhaps the focus of the mission wasn't on the word "truly," but on "obtain."

How does one count as obtaining?

This is a broad concept.

And this time, Xu Yi instinctively touched the black pouch at his waist—probably only by killing the little match-selling girl in front of him would it count as obtaining.

He licked his slightly chapped lips and exhaled softly.

The effect of the Mighty Force Technique and the Invisible Armor was still ongoing.

For the next period of time, he maintained peak combat power.

So...

"Good."

Xu Yi revealed a smile that was not at all pleasant, enough to make a child stop crying at night, stepped forward a few paces, and now stood only two steps away from the little girl.

The frail little girl's height only reached Xu Yi's waist.

"I'll buy your matches—"

He raised his hand and arm as he spoke, lowering his body.

His face instantly turned ferocious!

"Consecutive Ordinary Punches!"

Both arms suddenly turned into several afterimages.

Five punches!

In an instant, Xu Yi threw five punches!

Almost without distinction between before and after, it could be said they landed simultaneously on the little girl's head.

This was Xu Yi's third, and also his final, skill.

It allows him to throw five punches in extremely short succession.

For the vast majority of people, this is effectively throwing five punches at once, because it's too fast.

But aside from speed, there are no other "special effects."

Normally, the force of a punch is just what it is—it doesn't increase strength.

It is truly just consecutive ordinary punches.

However, Xu Yi has the Mighty Force Technique enhancing him!

This makes each of his punches filled with immense force that ordinary people cannot withstand.

Like a giant hammer striking!

Each punch can shatter a thick concrete wall.

Five punches blasted out in an instant!

His consecutive ordinary punches should actually be called consecutive Mighty Force Punches.

Xu Yi's combat power is comparable to that of an excavator.

The little girl was struck by the punches, her body flung backward and downward, leaving a trace on the yellow mud ground.

At the end of the trace, she lay face down, half her body sunk into the mud.

The matches in her hand fell to the ground, one of them kicked by Xu Yi into the mud.

But before Xu Yi could even show a smile,

the little girl slowly crawled up, crying as she crawled.

She spoke with a voice choked with tears: "It hurts! It hurts! Why, as long as I just buy the matches, if I had bought the matches—"

"I wouldn't have died!"

Her final words, from a child's innocent crying tone, transformed into a terrifying beastly roar.

The little girl suddenly appeared before Xu Yi, lifted her head, and looked at him.

Xu Yi still couldn't make out her face.

Because what was before him was a mouth growing larger and larger, large enough to swallow him whole in one bite—a bloody basin of a mouth!

Sharp teeth flashed with cold light, a crimson tongue writhed like a mad snake—this was absolutely not a human mouth!

Xu Yi clearly realized the little girl before him was definitely not human.

She might be some kind of evil spirit.

But it doesn't matter—the God-Demon Walking skill works on any kind of evil spirit.

In horror films, completely invulnerable ghosts that can only be evaded passively do not exist for God-Demon Walking.

Even in supernatural missions, those with the God-Demon Walking skill are the strongest engineers in the death space, the son-in-law with hairy feet in Biohazard 7, capable of picking up tools and fighting head-on against "people."

Rather than being a useless reporter who can only run while escaping.

It's just that "people" are too weak, not that the skill is ineffective.

But Xu Yi never thought he himself would be among the "too weak."

The little match-selling girl would be such a terrifying monster.

The skill didn't harm her at all—indeed, she could bite and swallow him whole in one mouthful.

The skill didn't even hurt her—she could bite and swallow it whole in one gulp.

It seemed as if a sound echoed in his ears.

It seemed as if sounds were coming from near my ear.

Xu Yi felt the ground tremble slightly.

The big mouth before him suddenly vanished, and the little girl disappeared as well.

It was as if everything he had just experienced never existed, merely his hallucination.

"What's going on?" Xu Yi looked at the ground before him.

The marks from his punch were still there, the black cloth pouch at his waist was still there, and the skull was still inside it.

There were also a few matches fallen on the ground.

That little girl—how did she suddenly disappear?

Xu Yi walked toward the village center, filled with doubt and the relief of having survived a disaster.

No matter what, after killing that waste Han Guang, he would leave this place.

Then, he would go find Dong Yuan.

Cooperation was necessary; otherwise, the mission couldn't be completed, not to mention he might even die.

Such a monster was absolutely not something he could handle alone.

The first two missions had been completed relatively easily, making Xu Yi a bit overconfident.

The recent situation was like a basin of cold water poured over him, making him much clearer-headed.

As he approached the original spot, Xu Yi's footsteps stopped.

There, another person had appeared!

Fortunately, this time the newcomer was not the frail little girl.

But a monk in white robes and white hair.

Claiming to be the divine demonic wanderer of Xuanzang, he had actually arrived here as well.

The Xuanzang monk stood beside Han Guang, head bowed, silently chanting sutras, giving off a feeling of compassion for heaven and pity for humanity.

Xu Yi appeared, and Tang Luo had just finished the enlightening healing, turning his head to look at him.

"Xu Shizhu, was Han Shizhu injured by you?" Tang Luo asked.

"Yes."

Xu Yi readily admitted it.

Han Guang also woke up at this moment, discovering his hands and feet felt no pain or itch, no abnormality at all—he had actually fully recovered.

He nearly jumped up, standing behind Tang Luo, quickly whispering something.

"So that's how it is." Tang Luo nodded, "It seems the poor monk must act on heaven's behalf and convert you."

"Hmph!"

Xu Yi coldly snorted; he didn't mind fighting this monk.

Although his ordinary punches were still on cooldown.

But the effects of Mighty Force Technique and Invisible Armor still remained.

Xu Yi's combat power had not weakened much.

However, the timing was not right now.

He didn't want to fight Tang Luo now, only to be swallowed whole by the little match-selling girl in the end.

He only wanted to leave.

"Monk!" Xu Yi said, "Get lost if you're sensible! The little match-selling girl has appeared—we're no match for that thing. I don't want to die here with you."

"Little match-selling girl?" Tang Luo laughed, "Really? Then, very good."

"Good for you!"

Xu Yi cursed, then turned to leave.

No time to waste arguing with this monk.

"The poor monk hasn't yet converted you—where must the benefactor go?"

Tang Luo's voice came from behind Xu Yi.

Xu Yi stopped, turned around, stared at Tang Luo, the ferocity in his eyes growing stronger: "I'll say it again—little match-selling—"

Before he could finish, Xu Yi stomped hard on the ground.

The immense power of the Mighty Force Technique brought extreme speed, letting him rush straight to Tang Luo in an instant.

A sudden sneak attack!

Quick battle, quick decision!

Xu Yi had no time to waste words with this monk.

First, the little match-selling girl could appear at any moment.

Second, his Mighty Force Technique and Invisible Armor were both time-limited state skills—dragging it out would be disadvantageous for him.

Raising his fist, Xu Yi smashed it down toward the monk's face.

He could see the other's astonishment—

No, the other's expression was as still as an ancient well; if forced to describe it, the corners of the mouth seemed slightly curved.

Was he smiling?

The fist not yet swung halted in midair.

The immense power made Xu Yi's body stiffen rigidly.

One of Tang Luo's hands had somehow already been positioned, grabbing Xu Yi's neck, as if Xu Yi himself had placed his neck into Tang Luo's hand.

Xu Yi was grabbed by the neck by Tang Luo, lifted into midair, and involuntarily began to struggle.

His face was full of shock and terror.

"This is absolutely not a sweeping monk!"

Could it be the Hong Kong comics version?

Did that kid trick me?!

In Xu Yi's assessment, Xuanzang the monk, no matter how hard he struggled, would at best be at the level of a sweeper monk even if he died trying.

On par with myself.

No one, in a moment of danger, would bring out their own backing and then describe it as weak; they'd definitely hype it up to the max.

Xuanzang being weaker than the sweeper monk is a very reasonable judgment.

How would Xu Yi know?

Han Guang and Tang Luo weren't actually familiar, and he, who knew nothing about the information regarding destiny bearers, was unintentionally put in a tight spot by the equally half-knowing Han Guang.

"You—"

Just another unfinished sentence.

Only this time it was cut off, not Xu Yi voluntarily breaking off his sneak attack.

Tang Luo's palm closed, the invisible armor in his hand was as fragile as a potato chip, unable to even put up basic resistance.

Xu Yi's head tilted, his neck was "pinched into a ball" by Tang Luo.

Instantly dead beyond death.

Tang Luo felt that the merit power absorbed by the Merit Jade Lotus was not inferior to that of Sun Ang and Li Shufen.

Without a doubt, this guy who couldn't even be bothered to make up a fake name is a villain.

He let go, Xu Yi's corpse fell down.

A faint breath appeared, hovering in midair.

"Skill?"

Tang Luo reached out and grasped that breath.

The relevant information naturally formed, allowing him to learn a new skill—

Consecutive Ordinary Punch.

In an extremely short time, multiple punches can be thrown at the target without weakening power.

Level One: Five punches.

Level Two: Eight punches.

Level Three: Ten punches.

Cooldown: Level One two hours, Level Two one hour, Level Three thirty minutes.

Note: Ora Ora!

A very brief skill introduction.

From the feel of it, it seems like a useless skill?

Temporarily not bothering with the skill, Tang Luo walked to the wreckage, grabbed a horizontal beam, lifted it up, and rescued the fortunate Du Shun.

"Master, this—" Han Guang ran over, took out the skull, and gave a detailed account of what happened then.

Tang Luo took the skull, shook his head: "I didn't see anything."

"Could it be a one-time thing?" Han Guang scratched his head.

"Let's take it back first; it must have some use." Tang Luo said, suddenly looking toward another direction.

"What's wrong, Master?" Han Guang asked.

Tang Luo handed the skull back to Han Guang: "You wait here, don't move." Saying that, he walked toward the direction Xu Yi had just come from.

"..."

"..."

Han Guang and Du Shun looked at each other, obediently waiting in place.

Dad is dad anyway; if he can stay alive, being shameless isn't hard.

Walking to the other side, Tang Luo saw a clear trace on the ground.

"Did Xu Yi and the little matchgirl fight here?" He frowned slightly, looking around.

After glancing once, Tang Luo turned and left; just now he had vaguely felt someone spying, but now that feeling had disappeared again.

The little matchgirl appeared because Han Guang got the skull?

"This is!"

Walking out of the small village, the three followed the small path back to the side of the main road.

Du Shun and Han Guang both changed expression.

The carriage originally parked by the roadside had mysteriously lost half of itself, leaving only the lower half!