"Still won't work."

Link walked out of a temple and sighed deeply, he had given up completely.

Another few days of wasted time, except for scaring the two onmyoji who claimed to be able to exorcise evil spirits and cure demons, he basically didn't gain anything.

On the contrary, the strength has gradually reached the third layer of the horizontal iron cloth shirt, and there is not much gap between it and the peak reached by Huiguang's body, that is to say, he can now shoot Wushuang with a machine gun, and he is basically an invincible existence in the city of modern society.

But he is invincible, and he has no way to deal with the demonic energy in his body.

That's right, in the book given by the priest of the Inumaki Shrine, it was clearly written that the source of the monster's power was demonic energy, and humans used spiritual power to cure demonic energy, but where did he get his spiritual power.

Because of the disappearance of monsters, human beings have gradually lost interest in the spiritual power that can neither live forever nor fly to the sky, so in modern times, that is, in some fragmentary legends, there are still records of demon exterminators who retreated from monsters.

The monsters that occasionally appear in human society are extremely weak, whether it is a corpse dance crow or a flying head, they were the lowest grassroots monsters in the Warring States Period, but they are already relatively powerful monsters in modern times.

Link was deeply touched by this, the demonic energy left by the corpse dancing crow in his body made him gradually demonized, and also provided the perception of demonic energy, and allowed him to continue to attract monsters, after flying headroots, he successively eliminated three small monsters whose demonic energy was much smaller than that of the corpse dancing crow.

Either the flea monster is trying to kill him with blood, or the beetle monster is trying to parasitize his back, and none of them are serious enough to defeat adult humans anyway.

Except for doubling his demonic energy twice, he didn't have any power at all, and he was ashamed of the word monster.

"Whew~" Link took a long breath of relief, and the light white air column spewed out, and it took more than a meter to dissipate, he was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he had reached the peak of the third layer of the horizontal iron cloth shirt, that is, when the Huiguang body was the strongest.

"One day, one day, I'm going to have a life-and-death battle with Huiguang's memory......"

He felt a little heavy, fighting to the death with a stranger was something he had never experienced, even if Huiguang was an out-and-out garbage in his memory, he was a little subconsciously afraid of life and death.

"I still have so much to do, and it's sad that I've been busy all the time." Link didn't know if he could be the winner of the battle to the death, but he couldn't help but feel funny in his heart that he had been scared of the monster transformation for the past few days.

"Take out all your money and spend it, eat and drink well, and wait for the next battle."

He smiled and left the temple gate with light steps, and after making up his mind, all the negative emotions in his heart were instantly emptied, and he even faintly looked forward to the arrival of the battle.

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Late at night, in an empty clearing.

Lin Ke sat cross-legged on the ground, silently reciting Buddhist scriptures in his heart, which was a method used by Huiguang to calm his mind, and it was very useful.

"Here we are." He felt his consciousness gradually withdrawn, everything in front of him distorted and elongated, and soon he was in a pure white space.

"Amitabha." The bald-headed, compassionate middle-aged monk slowly walked to the middle of the field, and stopped about five meters away from Link, "Donor, I'm here." ”

"Huiguang ......" Link took a deep breath to adjust his body, and after pulling the stance, the adrenaline in his body began to secrete rapidly and volatilized, blessing the muscles and tissues of the whole body.

His muscles expanded rapidly, and then contracted with the sound of crackling muscles and bones, his height did not change, but his body was much thinner, and he looked like the middle-aged monk opposite.

The muscles that have shrunk a lot look extremely smooth and reflect a metallic glow, and the pores are almost completely lost as they shrink.

Don't look at Huiguang's compassionate portrait, but he is an out-and-out scum, rape and plunder, and do all kinds of evil, but he likes to use a compassionate face to deceive others, but if he is really a bodhisattva-hearted person as he seems, he will not go all out to practice the iron cloth shirt just after meeting.

If Link really didn't drive to full strength in time, then the bald donkey in front of him would definitely make a sneak attack and win unceremoniously.

"Heh~" Huiguang suddenly sneered, and then laughed, leaning back and forth with a smile, "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it." ”

"I really didn't expect it to be a waste like you to get my inheritance." He looked at Link with contempt in his eyes, and walked forward step by step, saying as he walked: "Luohan Boxing? Are you going to pick up the boy to worship the Buddha, hold the moon in your arms or the black tiger dig out your heart? ”

Link watched Huiguang get closer and closer, feeling a lot of pressure, and his subconscious actions against the enemy and the next change of move were all said by the other party, and it was then that he realized how difficult it was to inherit the test of understatement.

When all the martial arts you learn come from the opponent, the strength, speed, and even the moves are all average, and the opponent still has a sense of battle that you don't have, and the difficulty of defeating the opponent is obvious.

"Whoosh!" Huiguang grabbed Link's momentary distraction, leaned into his arms like lightning, and punched him in the abdomen.

"Let's go!" Link's whole body was covered in pain, and he couldn't help but bend down and open his mouth to make a painful sound, saliva mixed with stomach acid spurting out.

Huiguang was unforgiving, raising his elbow and smashing it down, smashing Link to the ground with a thud, curling up like a prawn.

"Rubbish! Rubbish! He cursed, punching and kicking Link as he curled up on the ground.

"Rubbish!" With a final kick, Link flew sideways, and after rolling on the ground, the whole person collapsed on his back.

"Huh~Huh~Huh~"

Link gasped for breath, half of his vision blurred from the corner of his swollen right eye.

"It hurts." He wanted to cry, being beaten to such an extent that he had never experienced before, before or after the crossing.

"In that case." Huiguang enjoys crushing the enemy, and is full of excitement about the upcoming rebirth, "Your life-"

"I'll take it!"

"So......" Link looked at Huiguang who was walking slowly, and a sense of powerlessness filled his heart, "Why should I fight?" ”

Looking at the powerful enemy, he did not have the determination to face the battle as he imagined, let alone tear off a piece of flesh from the other party, he didn't want to die, he was afraid of death, he was afraid of pain, and he only had fear in his heart in the face of the enemy he couldn't face.

"I ...... Don't want to die. ”