Black Wukong: I'm the Great Sage in Another World

Chapter 412 Can’t

"Who goes there...?"

The wolf-headed priest was slightly shocked to see that someone could withstand his ice crystal spell.

However, he quickly put his shock behind him, because after he saw who it was, he almost burst out laughing.

It's no wonder he had that expression; the person in front of him was indeed dressed very strangely.

First of all, like the other monks, he was bald, but he was not wearing a monk's robe, but a thin cloth garment stained with frost.

Secondly, he was tall, standing at least two meters tall, which made him appear like a giant compared to the other monks.

Besides these, his most striking features were his large, drooping ears and the six cone-shaped fleshy spikes on his forehead.

Of course, these alone would not have shocked the wolf-headed priest. What truly shocked him was that the man's hands were bound behind his back.

This was truly unheard of. He had never seen a soldier voluntarily bind his own hands. Such self-inflicted arm loss was undoubtedly suicidal in battle.

Therefore, the wolf-headed priest also looked down on the person in front of him. After all, how could you fight him with your hands tied?

Thinking of this, the wolf-headed priest did not hesitate and waved his hand to shoot another ice crystal spell. However, just like before, the ice crystal was smashed to pieces by the monk in front of him as he was being struck.

"The skin is a bit thick, though..."

Looking at the monk in front of him, the wolf-headed priest couldn't help but mutter something to himself.

However, he did not panic, because if it were just thick skin and flesh, it would be no match for him.

"Hmph! I'll soon make you bow down before this divine power!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the wolf-headed priest raised his scepter high. The scepter shone brightly and emitted a lot of cold air, which adhered to his body and formed a suit of ice armor.

With a leap, his body slowly floated into the air, and the sorcery staff transformed into a longsword of ice. In the blink of an eye, the wolf-headed priest became a warrior clad in armor.

Seeing this, the monk also looked displeased and said to the wolf-headed priest in a deep voice:

"I hate those who are high and mighty the most!"

But the wolf-headed priest ignored this and instead continued to urge his power, refuting the accusations while covering himself with a wolf-head mask of cold air.

"You hate it only because you're not in that position. Once you experience that feeling of being above others, you'll feel great!"

Faced with the wolf-headed priest's retort, the monk did not speak again, but his eyes became more focused, as if he was ready for battle.

This scene made the wolf-headed priest even more disdainful, so he spoke up and mocked:

"You didn't even bring a decent weapon, and your hands are tied. I really don't know how you can beat me!"

The high and mighty wolf-headed priest felt that victory was already in his grasp.

However, the monk's reply to the arrogant wolf-headed priest was:

"Hands and sticks are not as good as fists and feet."

"Even with bare hands, one can subdue demons."

.............

"Do you think Senior Brother can beat that guy?"

After a supervising monk knocked the enemy away with a punch, he took two steps back when the enemy charged again, and then, together with the monks beside him, they captured him.

After subduing the enemy, the two of them looked at the center of the battlefield at the same time.

Whether it's the wolf-headed priest floating in mid-air with luxurious armor and a sharp longsword, or the tall monk standing on the ground with his bare hands, "I cannot."

The moment the battle was decided, both sides unleashed an extremely powerful aura.

Neither side was weak, so after they locked eyes with each other, an open space was created around them.

Everyone else intentionally or unintentionally distanced themselves from the two of them, naturally because they didn't want to be used as cannon fodder.

"Of course! Senior Brother's Buddhist heart is pure and his skill is profound, so naturally that pretentious fellow cannot withstand him!"

"That's true. It's not like Senior Brother's fist skills are so outstanding that no one in the temple can beat him. It would be a piece of cake for him to defeat that guy."

Both monks spoke highly of the monk named Bu Neng. As monks do not lie, their confidence in Bu Neng must be evident in their boldness.

And that was indeed the case; from the very beginning of the battle, it displayed an extremely strong suppressive force.

tread!

boom! ! ! !

"So fast!!!"

Seeing the wolf-headed priest leap into the air, he blurted out, but upon seeing the man charging towards him, he quickly reacted.

"Tooth-Slaying Slash!!!"

The long, icy sword was enveloped in a layer of white, malevolent wind, its sharpness seemingly piercing through the sword itself. Facing the oncoming force, the wolf-headed priest did not hesitate at all, directly wielding his sharp sword to slash forward.

The wolf-headed priest thought that the opponent would try to avoid the attack, but to his surprise, the opponent chose to take the blow with his bare body.

Innocent! !

Seeing this, the wolf-headed priest smiled smugly. This futile attempt to stop a chariot was exactly what he wanted, so he didn't change his move and forcefully slashed at it.

snort!

Seeing this, he couldn't just snort coldly. As he leaped in front of the wolf-headed priest, he unleashed a powerful side kick, shooting him forward with a fierce slap.

Ping!

The collision of flesh and weapon unleashed an extremely powerful force, and the booming sound of the explosion left several people nearby momentarily stunned.

Die... Wha...what?!

The wolf-headed priest had a smile on his face, a smile that lasted until the two attacks collided. When he saw the thick thigh block his tooth-wielding slash, his smile quickly turned into shock!

How...how is this possible?

The opponent actually managed to block my attack with their bare body!

Is this even human?!

The wolf-headed priest had no time to think, for he soon felt a tremendous force emanating from his icy longsword.

"Drink!!!"

A loud shout came from Bu Neng's mouth, and the thigh that had already shocked the wolf-headed priest exerted force again, violently whipping the wolf-headed priest who was hanging in mid-air, sending him flying and crashing heavily to the ground.

boom! ! ! ! ! !