12: Raging Monk

When he wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace, the Monkey King had the one hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers and Generals under his thumb. Although he was later stopped by Wang Lingguan outside the Lingxiao Palace, it must be admitted that his combat power was indeed formidable.

What is the concept of one hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers and Generals?

Just think about those large-scale battles with tens of thousands of people in TV shows; those can be accomplished by a few hundred or a thousand people, and you'll understand the concept!

They were swarming, endless!

At this moment, Tang Ku finally experienced the feeling of the Monkey King wreaking havoc in the Heavenly Palace, where a small number of people faced off against a large number.

It must be said that when martial power can form an absolute Rolling, it's like a hack-and-slash game from a previous life; fighting against many is truly exhilarating!

The strength of these Immortal Soldiers was actually not strong. Taking the one Tang Ku sent flying with a single punch as an example, his combat power attributes were: Intellect 5, Strength 6, Skill 7, Agility 3, Speed 6, Defense 4. The strength of the other Immortal Soldiers was basically similar, with a difference of only one or two points.

What people often refer to as a tiger entering a flock of sheep is probably Tang Ku's current state.

When Nezha saw Tang Ku slaughtering in all directions, he immediately became excited and rushed forward to help, swinging his fists. Speaking of which, none of those monks in the Western Buddhist Realm had such boldness. Even the Vajras or Arhats, whenever they made a Move, they always appeared righteous and proper. Where had he ever seen someone slaughtering in all directions like Tang Ku?

Moreover, this fighting style really suited Nezha's taste!

Yang Jian, however, smiled bitterly. To be honest, he had encountered Tang Seng a few times. Although this Holy Monk was kind-hearted, he was also extremely pedantic, always adhering to the principle of being afraid to harm ants when sweeping the ground and cherishing moths by covering lamps with gauze. He never thought that when Tang Seng took action, he would be so fierce!

"Did he gain enlightenment after becoming a Buddha? Or did he completely let himself go after the Western Buddhist Realm was destroyed?"

Yang Jian naturally didn't have time to think that much, because dozens of Heavenly Soldiers had already surrounded him, their weapons raining down upon him.

With a horizontal swing of his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade, more than twenty people instantly flew out, crashing through walls and struggling on the ground.

Nezha possessed immense strength, and his combat power was only slightly inferior to Yang Jian's. Dealing with these Immortal Soldiers was effortless for him, but neither he nor Yang Jian's combat was as visually impressive as Tang Ku's!

It was a fact that Tang Ku's strength was not as good as theirs, but his techniques and Moves were genuinely formidable. Many of the techniques he used were Chinese martial arts learned in his previous life. For ordinary people, they might only be slightly stronger than someone untrained, but in his hands, it was different. These national martial arts techniques, when used in combat and augmented by pure Buddha Power and magical power, surprisingly unleashed immense power. Especially when combining the fierce offensive Moves of Xingyi Quan with the Yin and Yang principles of Tai Chi in combat, it was like adding wings to a tiger!

Basically, every Immortal Soldier who came near him was first pulled to his chest using the force-borrowing technique from Tai Chi, and then immediately followed by a heavy-handed Bengquan or Zuanquan, sending them flying. These soldiers were generally defeated in two or three rounds.

Of course, there were a few more resilient ones who lasted three to five rounds in his hands before being knocked down by more aggressive external martial arts like Baji Quan.

The visual appeal of national martial arts lies in their sense of power and level of violence, which are stronger than the attack methods of the immortal and Dao-like deities.

Yang Jian and Nezha's fighting was understated and undeniably elegant, but when it came to violence, Tang Ku was second to none!

"Haha, Holy Monk, well fought, well fought!" Nezha grabbed an Immortal Soldier by the collar and slapped him hard, saying, "Teach me tomorrow, your Moves really suit my taste!"

Yang Jian said in a deep voice, "Don't be too careless, they are not like ordinary Immortal Soldiers!"

He sent an Immortal Soldier flying with a swing of his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade, but unexpectedly, the fellow did a somersault in mid-air, and upon landing, a Sword Qi slashed towards him.

Yang Jian frowned slightly, and his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade spun like a whirlwind, instantly nullifying the attack. At this moment, he noticed that a black-red light flashed in the eyes of the Immortal Soldier opposite him.

"As the Holy Monk said, no wonder the Immortal Soldiers not only don't recognize us but also attack us. It seems they are indeed controlled by some mysterious power!"

Yang Jian thought to himself.

"Don't hesitate, strike hard! These guys are coming for our lives, it's a fight to the death!"

Tang Ku's entire body radiated golden light, and he violently shook off an Immortal Soldier who was biting his arm. Then, with a fierce elbow to the chest, he shattered the Immortal Soldier's heart-protecting mirror. The Immortal Soldier immediately spat out blood, and then a wisp of black Qi floated out from his seven orifices, finally condensing in mid-air and instantly flying out the window, disappearing without a trace.

"Damn it, they even used their teeth! Are these possessed guys dogs?"

Nezha grabbed two Immortal Soldiers and made their heads collide violently, causing their heads to burst open and their brains to splatter. The same black Qi escaped in the same manner, instantly vanishing without a trace.

"Dog?"

Yang Jian suddenly remembered something. He shook his hand, sending all the nearby Immortal Soldiers flying, then formed a ring with his fingers and whistled into his mouth.

With a crisp sound, a strange ripple suddenly appeared in the air, followed by a black hole that abruptly manifested beside Yang Jian. A black shadow shot out like a whirlwind, instantly biting through the neck of one of the Immortal Soldiers.

Yang Jian and Nezha were famous rebels in the Three Realms. At this moment, seeing the Immortal Soldiers posing a threat, they no longer held back, striking hard, and the Immortal Soldiers instantly suffered heavy losses.

However, in Tang Ku's eyes, the numbers didn't decrease at all; in fact, they were even more than before.

"Good heavens, are they endless? So all the Immortal Soldiers of the Immortal Realm have been gathered here to deal with us?"

Tang Ku turned around and grabbed one of the sneaking attackers, slammed him to the ground, and then stomped on his head, splitting it open. He frowned slightly. At this moment, he had accumulated quite a few Iron Fist Points, and he was considering whether to add these points to a certain attribute to further enhance his strength.

However, the next scene that unfolded made him realize that he might not need to do so anymore!

As they were fighting fiercely, the sky above suddenly seemed to be covered in dark clouds, obscuring the sun and moon. A tremendous pressure descended, causing a feeling of unease. Even the Howling Celestial Dog, who feared nothing, whimpered and hid behind Erlang Shen.

Immediately after, several tornadoes descended from the sky as if they had eyes, sucking in all the Immortal Soldiers one by one. Their speed in clearing out the fodder was much faster than the three people and one dog fighting them one by one.

Seeing this, Yang Jian and Nezha were overjoyed, and Tang Ku also looked up at the dark, gaping hole, a slight smile gracing his lips.

Because this scene was simply too familiar to him!

That was... Sleeve Universe!