Journey to the West: Tang Monk Conquers Everything

The levels of skills are generally divided into four categories: Primary Level, Middle Level, High-Level, and Great Perfection.

After investing three Skill Points, as the sole offensive technique, the Arhat Fist had reached the High-Level, granting a 25% increase in Attack Power for 180 seconds. Paired with the amplification from the Ebony Stick, when he swung it, a barrage of shadows spread out as if it were an Iron Stick, capable of splitting stone and cleaving tablets effortlessly.

Daoji seemed to be of a similar age to Jiang Liu, and he also cultivated the Arhat Fist, but even though he lacked a weapon, the golden glow of his fists, loosely wrapped by the shadow of a dragon, seemed to pack more power than Jiang Liu's.

Upon contact between stick and fist, Jiang Liu felt a numbing sensation in his wrists.

"Is this guy better at cultivating the Arhat Fist than me, or is his Cultivation Level higher? Or is it both?" Jiang Liu mused privately, sensing that the other's Arhat Fist was even stronger than his own.

From the standpoint of combat, Jiang Liu and Daoji were evenly matched.

Despite the lack of level and skill, having a weapon for amplification meant the outcome of Daioji and Jiang Liu's battle remained uncertain.

An Arhat Fist came flying towards him, Jiang Liu dodged by tilting his head, avoiding the punch.

However, when the punch hit the wall behind Jiang Liu, it resounded with a loud smack, spraying debris and leaving a deep imprint on the wall, causing Jiang Liu's temples to twitch.

With a swoosh, the golden Ebony Stick swept towards Daoji, casting a golden shadow.

Daoji lightly stepped aside and twisted his body to dodge, and with a bang, the nearby table shattered instantly, making Daoji inhale sharply, his mind filled with wariness.

Esquire Zhang, watching the ferociousness of Jiang Liu, turned pale.

No one had expected a fifteen-year-old Novice Monk from Jinshan Temple to be so formidable. Had they known this, even with several more guts, they would not have dared to conspire with the bandits to oppose him.

Gaoyang also watched Jiang Liu's battle with some nervousness, but seeing that it was a dispute between two Buddhist Disciples, and it was decided to be a one-on-one fight, Gaoyang, out of respect for Jiang Liu, didn't intend to intervene.

However, if Jiang Liu were truly at risk of defeat and endangerment, she would not stand idly by.

The intensely fierce battle did not last long, and after a few minutes, Jiang Liu's Arhat Fist effect expired, and the brilliant golden light in his hand also faded.

Similarly, as someone who also practiced the Arhat Fist, Daoji's state of Arhat Fist also ended, leaving the two without a decided victor after several minutes of fighting.

"Amitabha, Junior Brother, neither of us can overpower the other, so how about we stop here?" Hands joined in prayer, Daoji spoke softly.

"Hmph, I told you, call me Senior Brother!" Jiang Liu swung his Ebony Stick as he spoke.

Without the Arhat Fist's amplification, he still had the weapon's amplification from the Ebony Stick, while the other had nothing. In Jiang Liu's eyes, he should have a better chance of winning.

"If that's the case, then don't blame your Senior Brother for being ruthless! Watch out for my Green Lotus Finger Strength," seeing Jiang Liu's relentless attitude, Daoji frowned and extended a finger.

At the tip of his finger, one could see a green energy forming into the shape of a lotus, ready to strike.

"Silencing Zen!" Just as he viewed the approaching attack with caution, Jiang Liu immediately activated the Silencing Zen skill.

The silence-based skill instantly caused the green lotus that bloomed from Daoji's fingers to dissipate.

"What? How is this possible!?" Suddenly, the Green Lotus Finger that he had gathered disappeared into thin air, and Daoji looked at his fingers in disbelief.

Daoji could feel the True Yuan flowing within him, still at his command, but he found it difficult to form into an attack, an occurrence that was extremely rare in his experience.

Bang!

However, Jiang Liu didn't have much time to be surprised, as the ebony stick had already smashed down, landing on Daoji's body and causing him to cry out in pain.

Ah! Ah! Ah!

The continuous screams, his True Yuan unable to form an effective skill, made the current Daoji appear no better than an ordinary person.

The ebony stick continuously hit Daoji's body, leaving him with a swollen face and no longer caring about his graceful demeanor as he scurried towards the outside of the house.

"Tell me, who is the elder brother, tell me, say it, say it fast..." Jiang Liu shouted loudly, feeling immensely satisfied as the stick kept raining down.

"It's you, you are the elder brother!" Amidst the continuous cries of pain, Daoji immediately gave in.

"That's right, little brother, will you still dare to meddle in elder brother's affairs in the future?" The ebony stick did not stop, continuing to fall.

"I dare not, elder brother, I, I won't dare anymore..."

Although he was begging for mercy, the silence period of Silencing Zen was not long, and seizing an opportunity, Daoji pointed his finger out.

A stream of Finger Force, shot through the air towards Jiang Liu, with a green lotus vaguely visible at the fingertips. Although it wasn't as clear as when it was fully charged, it was still swift.

"Vajra Mantra!" Seeing the incoming attack, Jiang Liu was surprised that the opponent could project energy from his body, but his reaction was also fast, activating the Vajra Mantra skill immediately.

This finger force, hastily released, had insufficient attack power, which was then reduced by 80% by the Vajra Mantra. The remaining attack, landing on Jiang Liu's body, did cause him some pain, but it was not enough to injure him.

Feeling pain from the attack, Jiang Liu's anger also surged, and he raised the ebony stick and smashed it onto Daoji's head, stunning him.

With a bang, in Jiang Liu's eyes, the health bar over Daoji's head instantly emptied.

The collapsed Daoji lay motionless on the ground, falling into a near-death coma.

Notice: Gained 325 experience points, gained 80 copper coins.

Notice, level increased by 1, current level 6.

As Daoji was knocked unconscious by him and notifications appeared, a refreshing flow passed through his body, instantly healing all injuries and restoring his energy, making him feel rejuvenated.

Seeing that he had defeated Daoji, Jiang Liu walked over, turned his body over, and unceremoniously collected the string of copper coins pressed under him.

Besides, there was also a red wooden ring.

"Equipment drop!" Seeing the red ring, Jiang Liu was delighted, picked it up, and inspecting it, the attributes of the ring caught his eye.

Redwood Ring (Fine Level Quality): Requires level 5, Attack Power +20, Passive: Full Power Strike, doubles the damage of the first attack after exiting combat for 300 seconds, Durability 9/10.

"Nice stuff!" Looking at the data of the Redwood Ring, Jiang Liu's eyes lit up.

Worthy of being fine level quality equipment, huh? This increase in attack power almost catches up with the ebony stick, his main weapon.

"Jiang Liu, what happened?" Because of the angle, Gaoyang only saw Jiang Liu facing him, seemingly searching through the things on Daoji's body.

Taking advantage of having knocked him out to search for spoils of war?

"It's nothing, just checking," Jiang Liu said, slipping the copper coins into his pocket and fitting the Redwood Ring directly onto his finger, then stood up.

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