The Buddhist Staff that Traversed Space and Definitely Hit
Red Heart: The kind that uses you as a club to smash?"
White Jade Lion: You're here to help me? I really believe you!"
Jinzhong Yaogu: " This little girl, two words, ridiculous! These three words are f * cking ridiculous!"
Gudong Quan: " The way the little girl is holding Daxi and smashing the big dog is so cute!”
A science university's super electromagnetic cannon: " That's not a dog. That's a mythical species, a True Hou…"
Xiaoyu blew bubbles." This Hou is so strong. It's going to attack the little one. What if the little one can't beat it?!"”
[I feel that Perfected Hou is not much stronger than the jade white lion, right?] It's not a problem, but the divine monk, look, he's still sitting there cross-legged.”
The little matchstick that sold mushrooms said,"Divine Monk: You guys fight, I'll watch the show."
The Perfected Hou had attacked, or rather, it had used its claws.
The millstone-sized claws suddenly came crashing down on the little guy. Before the claws even reached him, the terrifying gale arrived first.
The little guy cried out in alarm. His body was pressed down by the strong wind until it was slightly shorter by half. Looking at the True Hou's big claws smashing down, the little guy crossed his two tender little arms to block his head.
Boom!
The shock wave rippled, and the wind blew the dust. The hunting team stared nervously at the field.
As the dust settled, half of Xiao Budian's body was dug into the soil, and his tender little hand was barely able to block the True Hou's claw.
Perfected Hou's expression turned solemn.
At the side, Nian Cien couldn't help but gasp.
The contrast was too strong. A little boy who was less than her waist and a ten-meter-tall Mythical beast. No matter how one looked at it, they were not on the same level.
But now, it seemed that they were evenly matched?
Xiao Budian opened his mouth and laughed, his voice childish,
"Big dog, you're so strong!”
The Perfected Hou's eyes turned red. It opened its mouth and roared at the young human below.
Roar!
This wave of air was 30% stronger than the sound wave that caused the jade white lion to bleed from its seven orifices.
The little guy's tender face was slightly solemn. He used the Moonlight masterpiece technique with one hand and the Suan Ni masterpiece technique with the other.
An illusory moon appeared, surrounded by shocking lightning, welcoming the sound waves that came crashing down.
Boom!
The Perfected Hou did not expect this human cub to have such a miraculous method. Caught off guard, the moonlight and the Suan Ni's thunder pierced straight into its mouth like a spear.
A large amount of precious blood poured down from the Perfected Hou. The Perfected Hou was in pain and retreated.
Chu Guoyu's eyes widened. Just now, he seemed to have seen a little Suan Ni looming in the hands of this baby?
Could it be the divine power and technique of the Suanni?
The little guy continued to pursue. He babbled with a baby-like voice, but his hands were wrapped in boundless lightning. He transformed into a lightning Suan Ni and pounced out.
The bones of the Perfected Hou cracked, and the blood flowed even faster, as if it had unlocked some kind of shackle.
Its eyes were very cold. It slapped out with its claw and shattered the Lightning Suanni.
Immediately after, another claw pressed down on the little guy. It was overflowing with dazzling divine light, and the terrifying might of a True Hou was emitted.
The little guy's pupils constricted, and a sense of danger rose.
He knew that he could not block this claw.
The jade white lion, which was lying on the ground with nothing to live for, suddenly turned over and stood up. It brought with it a boundless force and crashed into the Genuine Hou. It wanted to knock it away, but it was too late.
Some of the members of the hunting squad had already covered their mouths and started to cry out in alarm. Nian Cien also took a few steps back imperceptibly, ready to run away at any moment.
The terrifying claw was about to land and kill the little boy.
The audiences of the American and Japanese teams were also worried. This little boy was very cute. Even the foreign teams couldn't bear to see the little boy get slapped to death.
On the contrary, the spectators from the Ancient Eastern Country were much calmer.
"Why am I not worried at all…"
Gudong Quan: " Me too. I'm actually not worried about the little girl. Sob, sob, sob."”
A science university's super electromagnetic cannon said," Maybe it's because the divine monk raised his head and opened his eyes?”
In the live broadcast, in an inconspicuous corner, the old monk, who was as motionless as a stone, stood up at some point. He held a staff in one hand and a Buddhist seal in the other.
"Amitabha!"
A loud Buddhist chant rippled out. Perfected Hou's body tensed up as he had a bad premonition.
The members of the hunting team, Lorne Jones, and Nian Cien all looked at the old monk.
The old monk straightened his hunched back, and the nine-ringed Buddhist staff in his hand flickered with Buddhist light.
Unlike the evil Buddhist light of the Crying Mountain Temple, the Buddhist light on the nine-ringed Buddhist staff was vast and boundless, calming and calming.
The nine-ringed monk staff slowly struck out, crossing space and appearing above Perfected Hou's head in the blink of an eye.
The Perfected Hou retracted its claws and jumped a hundred meters to the side, but it was useless.
The ancient monk staff was still hanging above its head, slowly descending.
The Perfected Hou's pupils shrank. Seeing that it was too late to dodge, it could only twist its neck and turn its head to the side.
The nine-ringed monk staff hit the Genuine Hou's back firmly, like a monk hitting a wooden fish.
The Perfected Hou's spine let out a wail as it was unable to bear the burden. Its flesh and blood exploded, and it was dripping with blood.
"Who are you?"
The Perfected Hou let out a miserable cry as it stared at the withered old monk with its head lowered.
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