Chapter 478 The Strange Monk
When the duo here were killed, I had already caught up with the group in front. There were more people here than there. At first I met only one person in the square, then the one I didn't care about was a duo, but here there were four people, doubling the number for me. Moreover, what puzzles me the most is that there is a foreign monk among these four people.
The profession of monk is not uncommon, especially in Asia. It is found in basically every country. In line with the consistent style of "Zero", the profession of monk also has many branch systems. Among them, there are actually not many genuine monks in China. Probably because of the martial arts culture. Basically, 99% of the monks in China will change their profession and become warrior monks after reaching a sufficient level. Monks should actually be regarded as dual practitioners of magic and martial arts. A kind of profession, the melee ability is quite powerful, and it also comes with a lot of field control skills, which is more powerful than the European barbarians.
Of course, because of the dominance of Buddhism in Asia, in addition to China, there are also monks in nearby Asian countries. Among them, Thailand, India, Japan and other countries have many such professionals, and their monks are also divided into Many categories.
However, the monk among the four people in front of him seemed quite different, because this guy was not Asian, but a white man, a foreign monk wearing monk's robes and with nine scars permed on his head.
"Strange! Isn't Europe the territory of Brother Ye? How do you get a white monk?" I was muttering there, but I saw that the monk suddenly held his left hand emptyly, and then reached his right hand under his left hand to grab it, and then violently He pulled the ground outward, and unexpectedly pulled out a two-meter-long Zen staff from under his left hand. Then, before I knew where he had pulled out such a big thing, he waved it directly and rushed into the crowd. Damn it, our guild's encirclement and suppression troops were instantly wiped out. "Holy crap, is this guy still a monk?"
Although the profession of monk can be found in almost all Asian countries, the problem is that only China seems to have monks who specialize in melee combat. The subordinate branches of monks in other countries basically focus on magic attacks, and melee combat is generally auxiliary. However, the only one that really relies on physical skills for close combat is the large branch of monks in our country. The fighting method of the monk in front of him is clearly the special skill of the monk. And this guy can actually get into the monk profession as a Caucasian, which is really awesome.
Seeing that guy smashing our guild's encirclement and suppression troops into pieces, of course I couldn't stand by and watch. After signaling to the God of War that I was going to cut in, I dived down directly, and the guarding troops of the guild below immediately received the order from the God of War and quickly retreated a certain distance.
"Ah..." The monk who was waving the Zen staff used a wide range of movements to knock away a group of guards. Then he suddenly found that there were more people in front of him, so he smashed the Zen staff in his hand without looking at it. However, Just when he thought he could succeed with one blow like before. But I felt a different feeling coming from my hand.
"The strength is not small." Holding the top ring of the Zen staff with one hand, he looked at the white monk in front of him. I said deliberately teasingly.
"Purple sun?"
"Thank you for knowing me." I said, letting go of the guy's Zen staff, and then asked: "How about it? Do you want to surrender on your own, or do you want me to beat you down?"
"Hahahaha, you are really arrogant." The guy laughed and slammed the Zen staff into the ground. With a bang, the tail of the Zen staff actually penetrated the ground more than an inch deep and stood there.
I stared at the guy's Zen staff with twitching eyes and said, "Grandpa, please pay attention. This is my city. If you damage public property, you will be charged double compensation."
"If you have the ability to put me down, you can do whatever you want. If you don't have the ability, don't talk nonsense."
"Damn it, why are there so many stupid people lately!" I shook my head helplessly, and then said: "In that case, I won't be polite to you." As I said this, I suddenly dodged and rushed forward.
Although that guy said it arrogantly, few people who really know me really don't take me seriously. The tough words I say are just to keep up with my momentum. It doesn't mean that these people really think that I am a soft persimmon. The game has been in operation for so long, and I have killed as many as eight hundred masters, if not a thousand. If these people really still think that I am a soft persimmon, then there is definitely something wrong with their brains.
Because he was always on guard against my movements, this guy reacted quickly when I suddenly rushed up. He turned sideways to avoid my head-on collision, and then punched me on the shoulder. However, after rushing past the position where he was just standing, I suddenly turned around on the spot using one foot as a fulcrum. Not only did I avoid His fists went around his back and grabbed his shoulders, trying to knock him down. Unfortunately, this guy was very strong. He actually managed to withstand my downward pressure, and he bowed and slid away. My men were spared. Then I quickly distanced myself with a few small jumps, turned around and waved, and the Zen staff inserted next to me actually flew over on its own.
When I saw the Zen stick flying out, I reacted quickly. I reached out and pinched the end of the Zen stick, and then pulled it back hard. But what I didn't expect was that I didn't pull the thing back. Instead, I was pulled back. Brought it up. The whole person followed the Zen staff and flew towards the monk over there.
"Holy shit!" Feeling the huge power in my hands, I simply used my arms to throw myself forward in advance, reaching the monk first, stepping directly on his chest with my feet and kicking him backwards. He took several steps back.
Because the guy suddenly moved, his Zen staff did not have the ability to track, and he plunged directly into the ground next to where he was just standing with a loud bang, and the guy himself was also stunned for a moment. His weapon has special properties, is unstoppable in motion, and is incredibly powerful, so he knows that I will definitely not be able to stop that thing from returning to his hand, but he didn't expect that I can't stop that Zen staff, but I can. Kick him away, as long as they don't touch each other, the effect will be the same.
The monk was just stunned for a moment before I rushed forward again. The blade and claw in my hand popped out with a swipe. I went up and slashed towards his neck with one claw. The guy hurriedly leaned back and followed the trend with his feet. A flying shovel, when I saw this situation, I jumped forward according to his strength, and rolled over him. As a result, the two people changed positions, but neither one could do anything to the other.
"Yes, my skills are quite good. It seems I have to be more serious." After I stood up again, I turned around and looked at the monk and said. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)