Evil Spirit Consultant

Chapter 58 Help You Be Decent
Miyamoto Yugye also keenly noticed the change in Yang Liu's eyes.

Although the opponent was fighting fiercely with him, his eyes were not fixed on him and were even a little scattered.

He was very familiar with this look; he had always seen it in the eyes of those distracted students in the classroom.

How dare you get distracted while fighting with me!
Seeing that the other party looked down on him so much, Miyamoto Yugye became more and more angry, and the special power in his body also increased with his emotions.

But this increased strength did not make up for his disadvantage in the battle - the gap in combat experience and combat techniques between the two sides was too great!
The overall strength of the jackal is inferior to that of Miyamoto Yugye, and he is also at a disadvantage in all aspects because he has to control the heavy body of Yang Liu.

But his rich combat experience makes up for the shortcomings in his attributes.

Through the initial tests, the jackal has understood the gap and advantages and disadvantages between the two sides.

He is now like a hyena. He does not confront Miyamoto head-on, but instead keeps seizing his flaws to launch attacks.

As the jackal patiently wore him down, the extraordinary power in Miyamoto Yugyeok's body was gradually consumed, and upon discovering this fact, his attacks became more and more impatient.

Miyamoto Yugye knew what was going on. He knew that once the special power in his body was exhausted, he would be completely unqualified to fight the monster in front of him.

But his impatience only exposed him to more flaws, allowing the jackal to launch more attacks.

In order to resist the damage of these attacks, Miyamoto Yugye had to consume more strength, which eventually formed a vicious circle.

Finally, after the jackal dodged his last punch, Miyamoto Yugye felt a sense of emptiness inside his body, and his legs couldn't help but go limp.

"Chance!"

The jackal's eyes lit up and he smiled grimly.

He launched himself forward without hesitation, exerting force from his waist and abdomen suddenly, turning 360 degrees in mid-air, fully exerting the strength of his waist, abdomen and legs - a roundhouse kick!

A leg carrying the force of the whole body's inertia kicked hard into Miyamoto Yugye's hastily crossed arms.

Although he concentrated the last bit of strength left in his body on his arms in time, it was of no avail. Miyamoto Yugye flew off the ground and crashed into the iron cage behind him.

"Oh!!! What a violent kick! This is the first time that the Mad King has been at such a disadvantage in a battle. Is today going to witness the birth of a new king?!"

The host shouted loudly at the right time, guiding the emotions of the audience around him.

Looking at Miyamoto Yugye who was lying on the ground and almost semi-conscious, the Jackal sneered and wanted to move forward to finish him off, but found that he could not move.

"what?!"

He wanted to look down, but found that his body automatically turned and walked to the other corner of the ring, silently waiting for the referee's few seconds.

The jackal realized that Yang Liu had regained control of her body.

"Why don't you let me fight to the end?!"

"Don't be so irritable. Forgive others when you can. You have already won the battle. How is it? After achieving your obsession, do you feel a sense of emptiness in your heart and want to become a Buddha?"

"Bullshit! How can this be enough?! I'm going to beat him to death... No! I'm going to break all his limbs and make him suffer in a wheelchair for the rest of his life!"

The jackal didn't answer Yang Liu's question at all, and was obviously too angry. "That won't work. I think it's better for you to take the initiative to become a Buddha now."

As if the jackal's roar was too loud in her ears, Yang Liu stretched out her fingers to scratch her ears.

"Become a Buddha?"

The jackal suddenly snorted coldly: "Why do you want to become a Buddha? Now there is such a good opportunity in front of me. This is your own choice. Give me your body! I will live on in this world in your place!"

The black resentful power and spirits quickly gathered together and drilled into Yang Liu's body.

Feeling the cold power trying to penetrate into her body, Yang Liu did not resist or stop it, but just sighed helplessly:

"Alas, if you just become a Buddha and save yourself, it will be better for everyone. If you do this, I can only help you save yourself. Also, the dead cannot be resurrected. You are another idiot whose brain is filled with folklore."

Ghosts are also transformed from humans, so their knowledge is naturally the knowledge known during the human period. It is impossible for it to increase out of thin air, and it may even continue to decrease due to the wear and tear of the mind.

Yang Liu has seen many ghosts like this. They believe in all kinds of folk legends or novels and comics they saw during their lifetime, and think that ghosts can really "take over" and "possess" a person.

However, Yang Liu, a ghost expert, said that these are all lies.

The dead cannot be resurrected, and the fight between ghosts and the living is a pure conflict between death and life.

and so……

"what!!!"

Accompanied by a sharp scream from Yang Liu's body, the vengeful spirit that had just entered his body was crushed by Yang Liu's vitality.

Controlling her own superpowers so as not to absorb the broken spirit and resentful power, Yang Liu reached out and grasped the saber hanging around her neck, infusing the broken spirit of the resentful ghost into it.

As for the golden light gained after the obsession was released, it was automatically absorbed by Yang Liu's body after the vengeful spirit's body was broken, and turned into an enhanced "quota" waiting for Yang Liu to replenish nutrients afterwards.

Feeling the pure spiritual power transmitted back by the saber, Yang Liu, who had accomplished the two-killing-one-ghost-two-killer trick, signaled to the staff next to him to hand him a chair, and then he sat down comfortably on the ring.

However, he didn't have to sit there for long, because the referee over there had already confirmed that Miyamoto Yugye had lost the ability to continue fighting. He turned around, pulled Yang Liu over, raised his arm high, and declared Yang Liu's victory.

Although due to the height difference, Yang Liu didn't actually raise his hand, he simply raised his arm slightly higher, making a gesture similar to a greeting.

However, this did not affect the intense cheering of the audience below. Except for a few gamblers who had lost their fortunes and were still cursing, the rest of the people were cheering for the wonderful fight they had just seen.

There were also a few gamblers who had bet on Yang Liu and rushed to the front of the ring excitedly, shouting loudly like pilgrims.

Looking at the chaotic scene below, Yang Liu did not feel excited at all, and even felt a little bored.

"As expected... I only pursue power itself, not the glory and money that comes with power."

Shaking his head silently, Yang Liu ignored the praises of the host and the gamblers below and turned to walk along the contestant passage towards the lounge.

However, before he could reach the lounge, a bodyguard in a black suit came over and respectfully invited Yang Liu to go to their boss's office again.

(End of this chapter)