Chapter 927 - 928: Instantly Defeated with One Move
Chapter 927: Chapter 928: Instantly Defeated with One Move
“The monk presumes to ask the benefactor for instruction!”
Jiumozhi brought his palms together in a gesture of respect and bowed slowly. His movements were gentle, but as he bent forward, he suddenly launched an attack on Li Xiaobai, his hands transforming into flaming blades that cleaved towards the other’s chest.
The onlookers were all taken aback. Launching an attack during a bow was something they had not anticipated. It was utterly unforeseeable. Could one really attack in this way without fearing the loss of all face?
Watching the approaching flame Buddha knife, Li Xiaobai slightly lifted his hand and extended two fingers, stopping it cold in mid-air.
[Attribute Points +600,000…]
This monk’s Cultivation Technique is not bad, indeed a standout within the Earth Immortal Realm, but regrettably it’s of no use whatsoever.
“Master seems a bit too eager. I have not even prepared yet!”
Li Xiaobai chuckled and said. This Jiumozhi in front of him was obviously no honest man. Behind his apparently valiant and violent behavior was not the courage born from blood-soaked battles, but a cunning mind that sought to win by treachery. Yet seeking victory without facing challenges doesn’t bring the slightest progress.
“Benefactor, you!”
Seeing this, Jiumozhi’s expression changed. He knew all too well the power of his Cultivation Technique: how the blazing flames continuously scorched the opponent’s palm. Yet this Li Xiaobai simply held the flame blade as if nothing were the matter, rather than pulling his hand back.
Is this man not afraid of getting hurt?
“Amitabha, just now this humble monk only wished to test the benefactor’s strength, to see if you were worthy of exchanging pointers with me. I did not expect the benefactor to have such a profound cultivation level, I am truly in awe!”
“Just now, this monk was worried about injuring the benefactor, so I did not use much strength. Please prepare yourself, benefactor, and let us engage in a serious battle!”
Jiumozhi brought his palms together and chanted a Buddhist mantra, hoping to buy some time to think of a strategy.
Li Xiaobai was inwardly speechless. This guy was too concerned about face. Just now, he dealt 600,000 in damage yet claimed he hadn’t used much strength? How could he brag so shamelessly?
Li Xiaobai then took out a Jade Gourd from his bosom, smiled at Jiumozhi, and said, “Master, I am ready!”
“Amitabha, the benefactor’s Magic Treasure is actually a gourd, which is indeed rare. Truly, outstanding figures all have their unique thinking. Allow this humble monk to experience the power of your Magic Treasure!”
“Would the benefactor dare to stand still and take another move from me?”
Jiumozhi’s wrist flicked, and he produced a Zen Staff, which shone with flowing light and radiant Buddha-energy, making it look quite luxurious.
“Why should I not? Please proceed, Master!”
Li Xiaobai smiled as he removed the stopper from the gourd. Such an honest man, he actually believed I was planning to match his power with brute force.
“Amitabha, I beg your pardon, Great Wheel Treasure Seal!”
Jiumozhi was secretly pleased. He had not misjudged his opponent. Such a proud individual with a strong sense of self-esteem, a little provocation would be enough to easily defeat him. His Great Wheel Treasure Seal was his trump skill, and even if this young man had some ability, his only fate was to be brutally crushed.
In the void, the golden Zen Staff traced out symbols to form an extremely complicated Seal Spell that pressed down heavily on Li Xiaobai. In an instant, everyone felt as if they were hearing the murmurings of a high monk or as if heavenly chants were falling from the sky, so enchanting and intoxicating that it was hard not to get lost in them.
But the cultivators present were not naive; they knew that the more comforting the technique felt, the more dangerous it was. The core of this Seal Spell was endless oppression and destruction!
“Benefactor, you are too careless. I shall take your life!”
Jiumozhi sneered, watching as the fool opposite stood still, intending to resist his ultimate move. It was like a pipe dream. He wanted to see this youth crushed bit by bit into a pulp.
Li Xiaobai was not the least bit concerned about the magnificent assault before him. He casually raised the Jade Gourd towards Jiumozhi and tapped it, saying, “Fellow Daoist, please halt.”
“Swoosh!”
The emerald light swept across the sky, and in the void, the mountain-pressing golden Seal Spell, along with Jiumozhi who was still sneering, vanished without a trace in an instant.
The pressure in the area suddenly dropped, a breeze blew by, and it seemed as though everything that had happened was just a dream.
“What the hell just happened?”
“Why did Jiumozhi suddenly disappear?”
“He was taken away by that person’s gourd, even the Great Wheel Treasure Seal in the void was collected along with him. What kind of Magic Treasure is that, to have such miraculous effects!”
The cultivators surrounding the scene had a dull look in their eyes, staring blankly at Li Xiaobai.
They had expected a fierce battle, yet that supremely arrogant Jiumozhi was taken down in one move.
A perfectly alive person just disappeared into thin air, and that imposing momentum likewise disappeared without a trace in an instant; the contrast was too stark, and they had some difficulty accepting it for the moment.
“Mission accomplished, it couldn’t have been any easier.”
Li Xiaobai tucked the gourd into his pouch; completing the Enforcement Team’s mission was as easy and casual as that.
“This… Amitabha, benefactor, please wait a moment!”
The old monk by the side came to his senses and hurriedly spoke up.
“Benefactor may not know, Jiumozhi is a genius of the Great Wheel Monastery and also a pride of the Buddhist Sect; the intention of Great Thunderclap Temple is to let him grow freely. Benefactor can’t take him out of the Western Continent. Why not hand over that gourd to this old monk? I will take it to Arhat Hall on your behalf. How does that sound?”
The old monk spoke with measured deliberateness, seemingly with logic and reason, but Li Xiaobai knew this old fellow was coveting his Precious Gourd.
“This master, I must be honest with you, I am friends with Master Wuhu from Great Thunderclap Temple. Naturally, capturing Jiumozhi today means I intend to deliver him to Thunderclap Temple. If the master is worried, I can release him right now.”
Li Xiaobai said with a smile, not falling for the trick.
“Ah, this…”
The old monk found himself at a loss for words.
“That’s right, you should ask around. Who in Thunderclap Temple doesn’t know the great names of Li Xiaobai and Liu Jinshui! Handing Jiumozhi over to us is foolproof!”
Liu Jinshui also timely stepped forward to speak. Li Xiaobai had once again used his name to show off while he wasn’t paying attention, and he naturally couldn’t be outdone.
Good brothers share both the blessings and the difficulties!
Not seeking to be born on the same day of the same month and year, but seeking to climb out of the pit on the same day of the same month and year!
“Amitabha, it turns out to be Young Master Li, a renowned name, my apologies for any disrespect.”
“Since you are so determined, and are friends with Master Wuhu from Great Thunderclap Temple, it’s inconvenient for this old monk to meddle. Please take Jiumozhi back to Great Thunderclap Temple with care!”
The old monk was momentarily unable to discern the truth and ceased eyeing the Precious Gourd.
“Thank you, master, for allowing this.”
Li Xiaobai cupped his fists in thanks, and then turned to leave with his companions. Liu Jinshui was right; indeed, no one in the Great Thunderclap Temple didn’t know their names, but it was known in a different sense than revered.
Lucky for them, the news hadn’t spread fast enough. If the old monk had learned the truth, he probably would have had the heart to kill them.