Chapter 307 (2/2)

Xiang Shaoyun smiled. ”Of course not. Focus on your coming battle first.”

At that moment, a group of monks from Buddha's Path Temple arrived. The Buddha's Path Temple members had always been united. There were about 300 of them, all of them dressed in Buddhist robes. Thus, they were very conspicuous the moment they appeared.

The person leading them was a young, heroic-looking monk. He walked with steady steps, and he had a serious expression with no smile on his face. Walking at his side was a mischievous-looking young monk. This young monk gave off a feeling that was a complete opposite from the first monk. He looked sloppy, and a youthful smile hung on his face at all times.

These two were Wu Chi the Moha Cicada and Zhi Yong the Little Honest Monk. There was nothing special about Wu Chi's appearance, but Zhi Yong's appearance was completely in contrast with his nickname, the Little Honest Monk. In fact, he looked like a crafty, scheming monk.

”Wu Chi, you are finally here. I thought you had escaped in fear!” Chen Zilong bellowed the moment he saw Wu Chi.

One ought to admit that Chen Zilong was a battle fanatic. He could no longer wait for his battle with Wu Chi to start.

”Amitabha. Benefactor, why do you insist on continuing this worthless struggle?” said Wu Chi with a flat tone.

”What do you mean by worthless struggle? I am challenging you fair and square. If you don't want to fight, just admit that you are inferior to me,” said Chen Zilong.

”Hey, benefactor, do you want to fight me instead?” asked Zhi Yong with a big smile on his face.

”Where did this brat come from? p.i.s.s off!” Chen Zilong said.

Zi Yong looked to be about 14 or 15 years old. Coupled with his short height, he did look rather bratty.

”Benefactor, I doubt you can even beat a brat like me. How are you worthy of challenging my senior brother?” Zhi Yong continued speaking with a smile on his face. He did not seem to mind Chen Zilong's rudeness at all.

In fact, he was speaking provocatively, clearly trying to force Chen Zilong to fight him instead.

Wu Chi interrupted, ”Zhi Yong, stand down. You are not a match for this benefactor.”

”Senior brother, you are underestimating me. Let me prove myself by beating him!” said Zhi Yong before attacking directly.

He might be young, but his attack was shockingly fast and strong, arriving before Chen Zilong's chest in a flash. Chen Zilong had not expected it at all. In fact, attacking so suddenly like that was the same as a sneak attack, and as a result, the attack almost struck.

Chen Zilong was able to barely avoid the punch, but just as he was about to counterattack, Zhi Yong used all four limbs and launched a series of dazzling attacks at him.

Bang! Bang!

Zhi Yong was too fast, and his attacks were too violent. Not many people could survive his onslaught. Chen Zilong was able to react speedily. A defensive barrier formed around him as he defended himself against the barrage of attacks.

”Not bad, kid. But you have selected the wrong opponent,” roared Chen Zilong, who was furious at the fact that a kid like Zhi Yong had forced him onto the defensive. His aura grew as the apparition of a fire qilin appeared behind him.

Chen Zilong was not known as the Son of Qilin for nothing.

But just as Chen Zilong was about to counterattack for real, Zhi Yong stopped attacking and quickly retreated. ”I'm tired of this. Fine, my senior brother will fight you.”

”Are you messing with me, kid?” Chen Zilong was fuming.

It was at this moment that the Myriad Sword Sect and Devil Blood Society people arrived, signifying that both Wu Longfei and Devil Fairy had arrived as well.

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