Chapter 84

As the foreign monk chanted, a faint golden light appeared on the Buddhist scripture in his hand, solemn and sacred, a scene that ordinary people could see.

If there were cultivators with opened eye orifices present, they would see the foreign monk's vast spiritual energy guiding the contents of the scripture. The scriptures transformed into substantial golden runes, each as large as a fingernail, surging forward to envelop the resentful ghost.

The illusion cast by Ghost General Kuyou, facing the scripture runes, instantly dissipated like smoke blown away by a strong wind.

As the illusion gradually dissipated, the passengers in the carriage were still in a state of confusion—they were different from those in Shuhang's carriage, having been enveloped in the illusion for too long and having part of their strength drained by Ghost General Kuyou, leaving them in a state of mental confusion.

"Screech..." Ghost General Kuyou let out a sharp cry, retreating repeatedly. After barely recovering some energy, it was once again dissolved by the foreign monk, making its body even weaker.

"Damn foreign devil!" The two men who had rushed to the scene were almost driven mad by the sight.

The white-collar man took a deep breath, and in the next moment, his muscles bulged, bursting the originally well-fitted suit. If it weren't for his unchanged skin color, he would have looked like the Hulk transforming.

After transforming, he was even more muscular than the foreign monk, though a bit shorter. Then, the white-collar man charged at the foreign monk like a tank.

Along the way, ordinary passengers who blocked his path were thrown aside...

His companion was very cooperative. Just before he transformed, he threw eight needle-like objects from his hand, shattering all the surveillance cameras in the subway.

Even evil ghost cultivators didn't want to expose themselves to the public—especially since the passengers in the carriage were still in a state of mental confusion and posed no threat.

After shattering the surveillance cameras, the ordinary-looking man held a bone artifact and began to control Ghost General Kuyou.

Ghost General Kuyou's intelligence level was not high, and in a free state, it could only exert about 60% of its strength. If controlled by someone, its lethality would increase several times.

The ordinary-looking man used the bone artifact to control Kuyou, making it stop resisting the foreign monk head-on and waste energy. Instead, Kuyou proactively withdrew the energy used to create the illusion, waiting for the right moment to act.

At the same time, the ordinary-looking man took out a small bottle containing the ashes of a low-level Flame Ghost.

A Flame Ghost refers to a resentful ghost that died by fire, corresponding to a Water Ghost. A Flame Ghost can only form if a martial artist with abundant vitality, who suffered a great injustice, was burned alive, and there is a certain probability of it forming.

A low-level Flame Ghost has extremely low intelligence and only attacks like a mad dog. However, through its ashes, it can be controlled to attack a specific target.

The bottle was opened, and the Flame Ghost emerged. A low-level Flame Ghost has no fixed form, appearing only as a burning ghost fire, but it moves extremely fast.

The ordinary-looking man used the ashes to command the Flame Ghost to attack the foreign monk.

The Flame Ghost let out a fierce cry and charged at the target. Its speed was several times faster than the transformed white-collar man, and it reached the foreign monk's back even before the white-collar man.

The foreign monk sensed the Flame Ghost's attack and a smirk appeared at the corner of his mouth, but he did not stop chanting the scripture.

Boom!

The Flame Ghost collided with the foreign monk.

But the foreign monk was unharmed, though he had no hair.

At that moment, a thick layer of golden light appeared between the Flame Ghost and the foreign monk, blocking the Flame Ghost's attack entirely!

When the golden light appeared, it seemed as if the heavens were telling the world about the foreign monk's various virtues. The light of virtue protected him, repelling all evil!

Damn, how many resentful spirits and ghosts has this foreign monk purified in his lifetime?

The ordinary-looking man was greatly alarmed.

To purify the souls of a hundred people is to gain virtue; to purify a thousand is to have the light of virtue protect one. The thick light of virtue around this foreign monk must mean he has purified the souls of at least ten thousand people!

Knowing that he was protected by virtue, ordinary ghosts and monsters could not harm him, so the foreign monk stood there calmly, allowing the Flame Ghost to collide with him.

Damn, why does a foreign monk have to be so dedicated? Even native monks don't have such virtue, and there are very few high monks in China who have purified the souls of ten thousand people!

The ordinary-looking man quickly controlled the Flame Ghost to retreat. With such a thick light of virtue, it was pointless to bring out ordinary ghosts and embarrass himself.

But... it was too late.

Coming was easy, but leaving was hard. The foreign monk chanted a loud scripture, and seven golden runes transformed from the scripture wrapped around the Flame Ghost, rotating around it.

In a moment, the Flame Ghost's ghost fire was extinguished, revealing the form of a man with a resolute face.

The man's originally fierce face soon became peaceful as the golden runes rotated. He smiled at the foreign monk, his body turning into particles of light and dissipating.

Snap!

The bottle containing the 'Flame Ghost ashes' in the ordinary-looking man's hand shattered, the ashes scattering on the ground...

"Roar!" At this moment, the transformed white-collar man finally reached the foreign monk's side, delivering a powerful Black Bear Top Tree attack.

The foreign monk remained still, standing there and taking the white-collar man's Black Bear Top Tree attack.

Bang!

The muscles of the transformed white-collar man were not just for show. With one collision, he pushed the larger foreign monk back, even stopping his chanting.

"Ah!" Taking advantage of the foreign monk's unsteady stance, the white-collar man delivered a Bull Horn Punch with both fists to the foreign monk's face.

The foreign monk smacked his lips and smiled pleasantly: "You really are a shy little bee, indu_really_area_shy_bee."

The attacking white-collar man was confused.

"You just attacked me first!" the foreign monk said triumphantly: "So, I can counterattack. My master said this is called self-defense!"

With that, the foreign monk clapped his hands: "Roll over, baby bull!"

Then, the white-collar man was easily slapped away like a fly, crashing into the subway wall.

This foreign monk not only spoke fluent Chinese but was also familiar with some internet slang... though it was outdated slang from over a decade ago. But it couldn't be denied that he was indeed a Chinese expert!

"I knew that powerful resentful ghost was being controlled by someone. As the saying goes, 'To eliminate evil, one must be thorough; if the root is not cut, the grass will grow again in the spring!' I'm going to kill both of you!" The foreign monk was triumphant, assuming a boxing stance: "Come on, you two shy little bees!"

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Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Ultimate Free Fighting Championship of the Jiangnan District Subway, Line 5 Division.

Let's introduce the two contestants.

The home contestant is the foreign monk wearing a thick monk's robe with six precept marks.

The away contestants are the two men in black suits and a regular T-shirt. Yes, this is a two-on-one ultimate fighting match! It's very unfair, but in free fighting, there are no rules, and that's the biggest rule!

The match has already started!

The away contestant in the black suit launched the first attack, a beautiful collision! At least 100 points of collision damage!

However, the home contestant couldn't avoid the attack! Yes, the foreign monk contestant took the collision head-on! And he was unharmed, though it was only the first round, it shows that both contestants are very strong.

The black suit contestant attacked again, this time with a double-fisted punch!

Beautiful! The home contestant, the foreign monk, blocked the double-fisted attack.

The foreign monk counterattacked, using the Great Ape's True Technique to swat flies!

Beautiful, 1000 points of critical damage, the black suit contestant was hit and crashed into the wall, unable to move.

He has ten seconds to stand up. If he doesn't stand up within ten seconds, he will lose the match.

Ten, nine, eight... four, three!

Oh, the away contestant in the black suit struggled to stand up, standing up tenaciously. This time, he and his companion in the T-shirt stood together.

The match has entered a heated phase. Who will ultimately win this match? Let's wait and see!

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