Chapter 171: Four-Armed Vajra

Chapter171 Four-Armed Vajra

"Abbot Senior Brother, I know his identity now. He is that Wu Qi Duku who fled from Chengdu Prefecture!"

The response echoing in his mind arrived with almost no delay, "Junior Brother Huinan, the time for united effort has come! Senior Brother will now mobilize all the Luohan Temple's karma computing authority for you. You must stall him!"

"Rest assured!"

Inside the Dharma Hall of the Dharma Academy, the light suddenly blazed bright.

A sudden, inexplicable palpitation surged in Li Jun's heart, as if countless eyes were peeping at his every move.

"In the late years of Emperor Mingwu, the great clans divided the martial dao sequences. I thought we had long since driven you to extinction. Never did I expect you to deliver yourself to our doorstep today. Truly, the Buddha pities our Luohan Temple."

The current Huinan was a different man from before; not a shred of fear remained in his eyes, his pupils filled with an inhuman golden yellow.

His words likewise held not a trace of vitality, stiff and mechanical in the extreme.

"To penetrate the cognitive obscuration of Martial Nine, you are indeed possessed of outstanding talent. In that case, this poor monk shall now give you two paths to choose from."

Huinan slowly straightened his body, one hand raised vertically before him, forming the Abhaya Mudra.

"First, convert to the Buddhist sect, accept the neural precept scar, and become a Dharma Protector of our Luohan Temple."

"Second, have your tendons pulled and bones extracted, wash away the sins upon your body, and become my."

Before Huinan could finish speaking, his foot suddenly stomped down, and his figure shot out like a mad gale.

"Son of a bitch bald donkey, playing sneak attack, are we?!"

In the corner of the Scripture Hall, He Zangjia, carrying Zhou You on his back, cursed indignantly.

The curse instantly drew many glaring eyes, yet He Zangjia remained fearless, instead flipping his middle finger, stimulating his acupoints, and waving the suddenly thickened digit in a sweeping arc.

"What are you looking at? Don't think that just because I'm covered in blood, I'm not a genuine Nong Eighth Stage Grandmaster. Dealing with you baldies is more than enough. Come try me if you have the guts."

What does the blood on you have to do with us.

The crowd of martial monks likewise curled in the corners shifted their gazes in unison. Leaving aside whether they could beat He Zangjia if they swarmed him, just the situation at hand meant they had no need to act.

As long as the First Seat subdues this Nuo ghost, that incredibly cheap 'Tiger Head' writ won't escape their grasp either. Then they can process it however they please.

As for now, survival is paramount.

After all, the merit money required to be reborn through nirvana from the Buddha Kingdom is simply too high!

Having his identity seen through by Huinan was long within Li Jun's expectations.

After all, the Nuo mask Zou Sijiu gave him could only achieve static concealment; once he made a move, exposure was inevitable.

"But exposure doesn't matter. Just kill everyone who knows."

After advancing to Wu Qi Duku, the ruthlessness in Li Jun's bones boiled ever more fiercely.

Especially after stepping into this Buddhist temple, the surging hostility in his chest made him not want to consider the consequences of exposure at all.

He also disdained to think of things like fighting alone, outnumbered by enemies.

He who has a fierce tiger in his heart walks alone as if amidst a crowd!

A fist shimmering with golden light continuously expanded in his vision; the sound of tearing air stabbed at his eardrums with stinging pain.

The instant the fist tip was about to touch him, Li Jun's foot moved, and he actually dodged Huinan's heavy punch by a hair's breadth.

The black-clad martial artist spread his arms, like a Chu crow spreading its wings and displaying its feathers, ten fingers hooked like talons, grabbing for the monk's right arm.

This dodge and grab came with extreme suddenness, the footwork flowing as fast as lightning.

Logically speaking, Huinan, who had not channeled any martial art, simply couldn't react in time; his only recourse was to rely on the high durability of his Buddhist Golden Body to tank it.

But doing so would naturally land Huinan into Li Jun's trap.

The Muscle-Twisting Bone-Displacing Hand dismantling this kind of special mecha body that had only hardness but no Gear Heart augmentation was simply child's play.

At the critical moment, a sudden change erupted.

As if he had long anticipated Li Jun would dodge and grab his right arm, Huinan actually twisted his waist and whipped his leg a step early, sweeping horizontally before him.

Li Jun pulled his arms before his chest, blocking Huinan's heavy leg, while simultaneously reaching back to grab the opponent's knee bend.

Since he couldn't dismantle the arm, dismantling the leg works too.

But at this very moment, Li Jun suddenly felt that sensation of being spied upon intensify several degrees!

Simultaneously, the captured Huinan exerted force downward, his massive body leaning forward with the momentum, and the instant he propped himself on one hand, he flipped up and kicked horizontally at Li Jun's skull.

He actually knows how to counter this move?!

Horror-struck, Li Jun decisively abandoned the idea of dismantling Huinan's right leg, raising his elbow to brace a guard beside his ear.

Thud!

Li Jun's figure flew sideways, crashing into a red-lacquered pillar thick enough for two men to embrace.

Wood splinters exploding through the air had yet to fall when the burly Huinan had already pursued, fist striking out.

Crack! The pillar snapped in response, and Li Jun was sent flying again, crashing deep into the divine pedestal beneath the Buddha statue.

Boom!

Atop the divine pedestal, the ten-zhang-tall Subduing Demon Vajra statue swayed back and forth, finally toppling backward with a thunderous crash.

Keng!

In the Scripture Hall, a deafening boom suddenly erupted; the divine pedestal, as if struck by a cannonball, exploded into rubble covering the ground.

Huinan lowered his hand still wisping green smoke, reached out to wipe a drop of crimson blood staining his cheek, and dabbed it on his brow.

His golden-yellow skin, like parched and cracked earth, absorbed that trace of blood color clean in an instant.

An intoxicated smile appeared on Huinan's face. "My wisdom root tells me your blood is very nutritious, the best supplement for genes."

Whoosh!

The words barely fell when a black line shot out of the smoke and dust like a strong arrow, reaching the monk in an instant!

"Wielding the Infinite Buddha Kingdom's computing power, your martial arts are utterly useless before this poor monk. Cease your futile struggle."

Huinan's hair and beard bristled, assuming the wrathful Vajra glare, and he threw a punch!

"Evil demons and heretics, why do you not quickly bow your heads and accept death!"

Clang!

The collision sounded like a great bell, deafening and stunning!

Huinan had indeed seen through Li Jun's fist path and successfully struck a step ahead, blasting onto the other's body.

But Li Jun did not retreat in defeat as anticipated; instead, his feet sank deep into the ground, forcibly bearing the brunt of Huinan's ferocious fist force!

"What is the meaning of this behavior?"

Complex thoughts like the sea rose and perished incessantly in Huinan's mind.

Yet even with the 'Mind-Reading' opened under the augmentation of karma computing power, Huinan still could not penetrate Li Jun's current thoughts.

Because no matter how he calculated, such behavior looked exactly like courting death!

On the gorgeously painted Nuo mask, a rampant and domineering smile curled up, followed closely by a torrential rain of violent fist shadows!

The ferocious fist intent of the perfected Bajiquan tore through the air with a series of violent roars.

"Abandoning technique, seeking only to exhaust me with brute force? Laughable!"

As the thought crossed his mind, Huinan prepared to disengage and retreat, avoiding the spearhead of the assault.

Yet, from the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught sight of the wide-open main hall doors behind him, and He Cangjia, who had somehow already slipped to the threshold.

No, they intend to flee!

At that very moment, the Abbot’s aged voice resonated within Huinan’s mind.

"Junior Brother, do not let the tiger return to the mountain! You need only hold fast for a quarter of an hour more, and I shall lock him down, dragging him into the Buddhist Kingdom!"

"Whether our respective fruition positions ascend another level hinges entirely on this day!"

Huinan replied aloud in his heart: "Senior Brother, rest assured, and watch how this junior brother subdues the demon!"

Never having enjoyed the full computational blessings of the Buddhist Kingdom, he was now brimming with confidence.

In his view, the Martial Dao sequence regarded in the scriptures as the Buddhist Order's arch-nemesis, 'Mara', amounted to no more than this!

And if this lone tyrant truly believed karmic computational power served only to unravel martial arts, he vastly underestimated the Yellow Beam Buddhist Kingdom!

"Ha!"

Huinan roared in fury, the Buddhist halo behind his head blazing with blinding light; the flesh on his back tore open with a wet *shriek*, and two arms, inscribed with Buddhist sutras, suddenly unfurled!

Seventh-rank Buddhist Mechanized Body: Four-Armed Vajra!