246: Test
How long has it been since I felt this kind of bone-chilling pain?
The Blood Demon suddenly raised its head, looked in the direction of Tang Ku, and slowly floated up, standing opposite Tang Ku.
Monk, if you think you can win against me like this, you are greatly mistaken. As long as the Sea of Blood is not destroyed, I will not die. Even if you kill me a thousand times, I will still make a comeback. But you are different; you only have this one Physical Body. As long as I kill you, you will have no chance to make a comeback, unless you possess Reincarnation and Rebirth with your past wisdom. Otherwise, you won't even have the chance to take revenge... Oh, perhaps I might just kill your soul directly, and in that case, you'll have even less of a chance...
The Blood Demon sneered at Tang Ku.
Oh, then why don't you make a move?
Tang Ku narrowed his eyes, his hands clasped behind his back, "Is it because your body hasn't fully recovered? Heh, how about this, Poor Monk will wait here for you. When you have fully recovered, I will stand here and let you hit me. I will neither defend nor guard. If I sustain even the slightest injury, I will consider myself defeated. How about that?"
Utterly arrogant!
The Blood Demon was furious, but then it hesitated, "No one has ever taken a hit from me head-on without getting injured. Monk, what kind of conspiracy are you plotting?"
Poor Monk does not like to plot conspiracies. It is you who are judging a gentleman with a villain's heart!
Tang Ku waved his hand and said, "Rest assured, even if Poor Monk stands here and lets you hit me for a day, I won't get injured. Your strength is too weak; you cannot hurt me at all!"
Fine, you said it yourself!
The Blood Demon was truly anxious this time. Large amounts of scalding steam erupted from the tiny pores on its body, and its entire body instantly turned incredibly red.
Its right arm suddenly expanded several times, turning into a massive, muscular arm like that of the Hulk. At the tip of the arm, the nails of the five fingers became incredibly sharp, like five keen swords, whipping up waves of Sword Qi and gales in the air. It was as if the palm had turned into a giant meat grinder in that instant, and countless red Sword Qi swept over, enveloping Tang Ku from above.
Tang Ku looked up and activated his Void Eye, clicking his tongue, "The power is decent, but it is not enough to hurt my Physical Body. I don't even need to use Xuanwu True Skill..."
In the blink of an eye, the Sword Qi turned into a gale, enveloping Tang Ku entirely. From the outside, one could only see a ball of red light at the tip of the massive arm; it was impossible to see what was inside.
With a series of clanging sounds, the Blood Demon looked shocked and suddenly retracted its arm.
Tang Ku's monk robe had become tattered, but there were no wounds on his body. Apart from a few obvious white marks on his bald head and face, there were no other signs of having been attacked—except, of course, for his rather disheveled clothes.
The Blood Demon gritted its teeth and attacked again, refusing to believe it. This time it changed its attack method; its right arm retracted and transformed entirely into a long, thin, sharp sword, slashing down directly at that bald head.
Clang!
This sword strike felt like it had cut into diamond. Although it forced Tang Ku back a step or two, it still did not hurt him in the slightest.
The meat-grinder-like attack just now also felt like it was cutting into a hard, unyielding rock.
What is this monk's body made of? Why is it so hard?
The Blood Demon was stunned, unable to recover for a long time.
Tang Ku was secretly overjoyed, thinking: "Heh, this round of attacks was impressive. It gave me 3 Iron Fist Points. Adding the remaining points from before, I now have 5 Iron Fist Points to use... Not bad, not bad... Hmm, this guy doesn't dare to make a move anymore. Let me provoke him a bit more!"
See, I told you that you couldn't hurt Poor Monk!
Seeing the hesitant look of the opponent, Tang Ku chuckled, "So I said, you are too weak. You can't even loosen up Poor Monk's muscles and bones!"
The Blood Demon frowned slightly, thinking: "This monk is strange; ordinary attacks cannot hurt him. Does it really need to use... Hmm, no. If he counterattacks at the last moment, the kind of attack that makes me feel pain is enough to make me unable to bear it. I can withstand it once or twice, but I can't withstand it three or four times. In the end, it might even hurt me to death..."
Forget it, it seems he is scared out of his wits. The business of waiting for people to come to the door is probably not going to work...
Tang Ku sighed helplessly, "I gave you a chance, but you are useless... Heh, come, come, this time it's Buddha's turn to loosen up your muscles and bones..."
As he spoke, Tang Ku arrived in front of the Blood Demon as if teleporting and punched the opponent's stomach.
The Blood Demon could not help but be horrified, but it was in a form that excelled in speed, so it reacted quickly and retreated rapidly towards the upper diagonal.
Seeing it dodge, Tang Ku narrowed his eyes slightly, accelerated again, and followed closely. He was still using the speed of the Somersault Cloud. Turning in the air felt a bit awkward and not as flexible as the Blood Demon, but his acceleration in a straight line was much faster than the opponent's. So, the two of them chased and fled in mid-air, instantly turning into two afterimages of different colors intertwining in the sky.
The white one was Tang Ku, and the red one was the Blood Demon.
This chase made the people who were still conscious on the ground uneasy. With Nezha's naked eye, he could barely see their figures and could only barely make out their movement trajectories, let alone the others.
Now... who is actually chasing whom?
Xingyunzi couldn't help but ask.
Nezha pondered slightly, "It can be seen that the Blood Demon is afraid of Holy Monk's attacks and is dodging!"
In other words, Holy Monk has victory in his grasp?
Wei Zheng frowned, "However, looking at the momentum, it doesn't seem like it, because Holy Monk also seems unable to completely deal with him, at least not with overwhelming power to kill him completely!"
"As expected of a great Confucian scholar!" Nezha said helplessly, "To actually guess it based on this point... That's right, with Holy Monk's strength, he could one-shot the Blood Demon in its current state. But do you remember? It is said that as long as the Sea of Blood is not destroyed, the Blood Demon will not die. If his main body is not found, even if the opponent is killed many times, he can be resurrected. Therefore, I guess that besides chasing the opponent, Holy Monk is also guessing the location of the Sea of Blood based on his actions..."
As they were speaking, a thunderous sound suddenly erupted in mid-air, deafening. Immediately after, the blood-colored shadow fell from the sky with a boom, half of its body beaten to a pulp, looking truly terrifying.
The Blood Demon's expression carried a hint of terror. It looked up, and without even bothering to reform its body, it immediately shot up from the ground, turned into a huge ball of blood, and flew towards another direction in the sky.
Oh, its speed has increased again?
Tang Ku stopped, glanced at its flight direction, and immediately drove the Somersault Cloud. In almost an instant, he caught up with the blood ball and used the Void-Shattering move again, directly shattering the blood ball into countless tiny blood droplets comparable to cells...
Swish!
These blood droplets actually did not stop, nor did they gather together; they continued to fly towards a certain direction.
Heh, so persistent? It seems the Sea of Blood is in that direction...
Tang Ku leaped and followed closely behind the opponent. At the same time, he clenched his fist and shouted, "Let me collect some interest first..."
Boom!
Half of the blood droplets filling the sky were instantly and completely shattered by this punch. The remaining ones continued to fly towards the mountains in the west, and their speed was getting faster and faster!
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