31: That's him, Little Nezha

Shi Jingmo was actually very moved.

In fact, when he saw Spartacus being punched down, then his entire body exploding into fragments, and subsequently disappearing into dust, he knew that Master had shown mercy back then!

"Master taught me the Dao and imparted Mahayana Buddha Dharma to me; in fact, he spared my life!" Shi Jingmo thought to himself.

Yang Jian's mouth twitched for a long time, then he suddenly sighed to the sky, "If Tang Sanzang had this ability back then, would he still need Sun Wukong to protect him? From now on, you should change your name to Tang Sanzang, the 'zang' for burial!"

Tang Ku did not know their thoughts; in fact, he himself was currently immersed in the Concept of that punch just now, feeling its power, as if he had gained some enlightenment.

With his fist held before him, a group of minions had already surrounded him.

They were furious, wanting to avenge their leader, and their longswords swung at him as if they were worthless.

"Oh, so this punch contains some kind of Dao Concept, which is why it has such powerful might... Hmm?"

Hearing a series of clanging noises on his body, Tang Ku suddenly snapped back to reality, then he smiled slightly and immediately punched down towards the ground.

Great Wilderness Divine Fist, First Form: Seize the Earth!

Boom!

The shockwave spread outwards from the point of his strike, and the strong winds it stirred up made his monk's robe and kasaya flap loudly, while those soldiers, possibly from ancient Rome, were not so fortunate; one by one, they flew out, spitting blood from their mouths and noses.

One move, all instantly defeated, and the battlefield instantly returned to tranquility.

"Killing that Spartacus actually gave me 4 Iron Fist Points, while these small minions combined only gave 1 point..." Tang Ku muttered, "It seems I need to seriously consider how to use these points next, whether to put all points into one attribute at once, or to lay low for a while and accumulate more..."

However, after seeing the tragic state of his senior, Spartacus, Tang Ku decisively gave up the first option.

The consequences of unbalanced attributes were too dire; it was better to develop evenly!

"Master, that side is resolved!"

By this time, Shi Jingmo and Yang Jian had already recovered from their astonishment and came before him.

"Hmm, I just finished up here too... Uh, isn't that fellow named Hasgard your old comrade? Can you bring yourself to do it?" Tang Ku asked, puzzled.

"He couldn't bring himself to do it, so I did it!" Yang Jian said with a laugh, "However, I didn't strike too hard; after all, I have to give your Disciple some Face, don't I?"

Shi Jingmo's mouth twitched, "Although he won't die, even with a Saint Seiya's recovery ability, it will take a while for him to wake up after having his major artery severed!"

"Alright, you guys are more ruthless than me!" Tang Ku gave a thumbs up, suddenly feeling the ground subtly and rhythmically vibrating.

Suddenly, he turned his head and saw dust rolling in the direction of Flaming Mountain, and the ground's vibrations became more frequent.

Squinting, he saw Nezha scrambling with his two long legs, sprinting towards them, and on his back, besides the Qiankun Bow, he also carried a large sack.

At this moment, he seemed to be desperately chased by something behind him, but his Face showed undisguised ecstasy.

"Eh? Holy Monk... Holy Monk... I got the goods, time to bolt! Hahahaha, this is too much fun, I've never seen such a strange monster..."

Nezha laughed loudly, waving towards the three of them, and soon met up with them.

Yang Jian looked at the large sack on his body, which was taller than himself, and chuckled, "You didn't loot everything from their armory, did you?"

"No, no, there's a lot of stuff inside.

I just took out what was mine and what might be useful... Hmm, let's go, let's go... The thing behind us has thick skin and flesh, it's not easy to deal with!"

Tang Ku pointed at his burlap bag and said, "Since you've got all your weapons and Magic Treasures, why don't you use the Wind Fire Wheels to run? Wouldn't that be faster?"

Nezha couldn't help but slap his forehead, "I haven't used Magic Treasures these days, I've gotten used to it... Damn it, now that I have my weapons and Magic Treasures, what am I running for?!"

With a shake of the huge burlap bag, more than twenty Magic Treasures and weapons instantly flew out, and among them, Nezha's own Magic Treasures accounted for one-third.

The Fire Tipped Spear, Universe Ring, Mixed Heaven Ribbon, Wind Fire Wheels, Yin and Yang Swords, Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover, and Gold Brick, in the blink of an eye, had all returned to Nezha's body.

With the Wind Fire Wheels under his feet, holding the Fire Tipped Spear in both hands in front, and the remaining six Magic Treasures grasped in his six hands behind, plus the Qiankun Bow on his back and the Zhentian Arrow in his quiver, he was fully armed and majestic.

What a Great God of the Three Altars and Seas, the Eight-Armed Nezha!

"Amitabha, Nezha, little brother, this equipment is truly enviable; it's much more beautiful than our flashy but impractical golden saint cloth!" Shi Jingmo chuckled.

Tang Ku, however, looked at the thing in the dust that was chasing them, and his pupils couldn't help but contract.

"Nima..." Tang Ku turned to stare at Shi Jingmo, "Is your Master... some kind of alien?"

Shi Jingmo waved his hand, "I don't know either; so far, I've only heard his voice and haven't seen him in person! However, from his speaking habits and manner, he should be an Earthling, no doubt!"

"Earthling?" Tang Ku scratched his head, "Then tell me, where did he get this Gomora from?"

Tang Ku was sure he hadn't seen wrong, after all, Ultraman also held a significant place in his childhood, and that typical triangular head shape was truly as familiar as could be.

The only difference was that the monsters on TV felt like costumes, but this guy in front of him was a real, actual monster, how could those fake props even compare?

"The real question is, which ridiculous Universes has that so-called 'Master' been to? Are we going to have an epic cosmic showdown with the Ultramans later?" Tang Ku curled his lip, "This is truly too absurd!"

Nezha, however, didn't wait for Tang Ku's complaints, but instantly transformed into a red light, rushing in front of the monster, with the Gold Brick and Universe Ring in his hands striking first.

Despite the monster's large size and seemingly fierce appearance, it was as vulnerable as a scrawny cat in the Face of Nezha's attack.

The Gold Brick and Universe Ring were both legendary treasures that were as light as a lamp wick when held in hand, but as heavy as Mount Tai when struck on the head.

These two blows instantly made the monster dizzy, and two large bumps had already risen on its head.

Immediately after, Nezha's Yin and Yang Twin Swords soared into the air, spinning to directly sever its disproportionately short arms, and large gushes of blue blood sprayed out as if worthless.

Then, Nezha himself, with the Wind Fire Wheels' BUG-like acceleration, transformed into a meteor, holding the Fire Tipped Spear and spinning directly through the monster's chest, the terrifying power along with endless flames instantly ignited that two-meter-plus large hole, and no blood even spurted out, the wound was directly burned to charcoal.

And Nezha, seemingly determined to try out all his Magic Treasures, the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover expanded in the wind, enveloping the poor large monster, and nine fire Dragons instantly coiled and danced, burning the huge body into a pile of charcoal in an instant!

"Amitabha, Third Prince indeed has a heavy killing intent; Poor Monk is ashamed of his inferiority!" Tang Ku said, pressing his palms together.

Yang Jian glanced at the scattered Roman warriors, his mouth twitching, "Monk, aren't you feeling guilty?!"