The world is like a prison, my body is holy

Chapter 139 Wishes Come True (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

"Oh!"

With a loud bang, Wang Wen, who had burrowed underground, emerged from the tail of the six-legged black crocodile with his back to its head. He grabbed its thick tail with both hands, roared, and swung it around in the air, sending it flying in a smooth arc before slamming it hard onto the grass in front of him.

"Thump".

The six-legged black crocodile landed heavily on its back on the grass, and large gushes of blood gushed out from the bloody holes in its belly, mixed with many pieces of internal organs. It howled like a dog in pain, desperately spreading its six claws to grab the grass and rolling around in agony.

It seemed that it wanted to use its previously invincible death roll to pull its tail back from Wang Wen's grasp.

Wang Wen gave it no chance to fight back. As soon as it exerted its strength, he immediately yelled "Hey!" and with veins bulging on his head, he swung it up again, making a smooth arc above his head before slamming it hard to the right.

Amidst the dizzying spin, the six-legged black crocodile, ignoring the blood gushing from its belly, desperately twisted its body in terror and bit at Wang Wen.

Seeing this, Wang Wen stepped back from his horse stance and changed to a bow stance. He used the skill of shaking his spear to tightly grasp the six-legged black crocodile's large tail and shook it forcefully. A domineering true energy immediately followed the force of his shake, flowing from the six-legged black crocodile's large tail along its spine and fiercely pouring into the six-legged black crocodile's head.

All that could be heard was a series of cracking sounds as the six-legged black crocodile's muscles and bones, stretched to their limit like a rubber band, suddenly broke apart. The crocodile, once swung by Wang Wen, no longer resembled a solid wooden stake; instead, it was like a soft, boneless whip. Every bit of Wang Wen's force could be smoothly transmitted from its tail along its spine to the tip of its mouth.

"Boom."

"Boom."

"Boom..."

Wang Wen swung it around like a madman, smashing it wildly left and right, leaving large, bloody craters on the flat lakeside grass.

He didn't catch his breath for a moment, and neither did the six-legged black crocodile.

It just watched helplessly as this soft-spoken young man, in such a brutal way that even crocodiles would be outraged, smashed it to death.

To be precise, it wasn't crushed to death.

Instead, they were squeezed dry, their internal organs shattered, and they were slowly worn down to death.

If its belly hadn't been pierced with those twenty or thirty bloody holes, even if Wang Wen swung it around and smashed it all day, he would only have suffered minor scratches at most.

But clearly, this assumption is not valid. It was precisely because its belly had been pierced with twenty or thirty bloody holes that Wang Wen chose to take advantage of its weakness and kill it.

If it didn't have this flaw, Wang Wen would definitely have used other methods to kill it...

He hasn't even used half of his tricks yet.

[Virtue +2000]

Wang Wen stared intently at the small golden characters that flashed in the center of his vision, then casually tossed aside the crocodile carcass in his hand with a pleasant expression, letting out a soft breath.

Then, the alt account of General Dangmo of Huainan Road went offline, and the main account of Huangshan God went online.

He first cast a cleansing spell to remove the blood and filth from his body.

Then the spirit left his body, stood above his head, radiating golden light of merit, and began a soul-summoning ritual, shouting majestically, "Wandering soul, where do you linger? Your three souls have long since descended, but your seven orifices have not yet arrived. By the river, in the wilderness, in desolate temples and villages... O soul, return!"

As he chanted incantations, the spirits of shrimp soldiers, crab generals, fish spirits, and toad monsters gathered from all directions like a gust of wind, drifting aimlessly across the patch of grass in front of him.

After he finished chanting the soul-summoning incantation, an invisible force pulled out a six-legged black crocodile spirit from the six-legged crocodile corpse not far away. The spirit was as solid as a physical being, surrounded by swirling smoke.

Unlike the muddled spirits of those minor demons and monsters, the six-legged black crocodile's primordial spirit, as soon as it floated up, opened its eyes with divine light and stared in astonishment at the primordial spirit of Wang Wen, which was more than two zhang tall.

That incredibly human-like expression of shock was as if to say, "You're so amazing, why didn't you say so sooner?"

Wang Wen gazed at the swirling mist around the six-legged black crocodile's primordial spirit and thought to himself, "This guy really wants to be the Dragon King..." That mist was the incense and wish power that this guy had consumed in his previous life. However, this guy seemed to not know how to refine the incense and wish power. He just swallowed it whole and stored it in his primordial spirit, using the incense and wish power to nourish his primordial spirit. He didn't even remove the poison from the incense, let alone refine it into divine power.

No wonder this black fellow was able to complete the transformation journey that a proper demon would take decades or even centuries to complete in just two or three years.

No wonder this black fellow, despite his considerable strength, seems rather dim-witted. How could a perfectly normal amphibian be so foolish as to abandon its home-field advantage in naval warfare and instead engage in aerial combat with him?

So they were just using the incense and prayers as cigarette smoke!

Who will die if you don’t die?
"Tsk!"

Wang Wenxin said, "The world is full of wonders," raised his sword and pointed it to the sky, then pulled heavily towards the floating demon spirits in front of him: "Nine Heavens Responding to the Origin of Thunder and Universal Transformation Heavenly Venerable, chuckle!"

"Thorn."

In an instant, a series of ferocious, silvery lightning bolts danced wildly, engulfing all the demon spirits in one wave.

The six-legged black crocodile's primordial spirit seemed to awaken from a dream, howling madly, "High God, spare this little demon..."

Unfortunately, its voice had barely escaped when it received special attention from the lightning snakes. A dozen lightning snakes swarmed forward and instantly turned it into a puff of green smoke.

[Virtue +350]

[Merit +65300]

"I feel comfortable..."

Wang Wen collapsed onto the grass and let out a long sigh of relief.

This was truly satisfying!

He not only recouped all the expenses he incurred for the three hundred underworld messengers at the pinnacle of light, but he even made a small profit.

If he could do this a few more times, not only would he accumulate merit and virtue points from deduce the Body Refining Mystery Technique, but he would even dare to hope for reaching the tenth level of the Boundless Ocean Divine Art...

'Forget it, let's not act rashly and stick to the plan!'

Wang Wen barely suppressed the urge to go to Hongze Lake to find that mad snake, and waved his hand to summon Ma Feng and other ghosts from the divine palace's magical artifacts.

A beam of golden light led a large group of gray mist that shot out from his waist, landing and transforming into Ma Feng, a Yellow Turban Warrior, and a hundred underworld officials with black-sheathed swords at their waists and black mouths and faces.

Ma Feng knelt on one knee, bowed his head and clasped his hands, saying, "This humble servant, Ma Feng, awaits Your Majesty's orders."

The group of underworld officials all knelt on one knee and shouted in unison with fervor, "We await Your Majesty's command!"

Wang Wen straightened his posture, raised a finger with a calm expression, and traced it across the six-legged black crocodile carcass not far away, as well as the fish spirits floating belly up on the lake in the distance: "Clean up the battlefield, set up the nets, do not let any monster go, and do not miss any spoils of war."

Following his gesture, Ma Feng glanced at the bloodied, mangled, and dead six-legged black crocodile, and immediately looked away in fright, bowing and saying, "This humble servant will obey Your Majesty's decree!"

Wang Wen waved his hand: "Go quickly, hurry up!" Ma Feng: "Yes, sir!"

He bowed and withdrew, leading a hundred underworld messengers towards the fish demons floating belly-up on the lake.

After they had gone far away, Wang Wencai slowly relaxed, looked up at the bright moon that had moved to the western horizon, and began to review the battle that had just taken place.

This fight was a bit dangerous and left me a little tired.

But compared to the fight he had at Caishikou in Hangzhou last time, this was so much easier and more relaxed!
He was so relaxed and at ease that he even hoped every great monster he encountered later would be as brainless as this six-legged black crocodile...

Fighting a smart opponent and fighting a brainless opponent are two completely different experiences!
When fighting against a smart opponent, the first thing to do is to use your wits, and only then do you have to show your strength. After a close battle, you'll be exhausted and mentally drained.

When fighting against a mindless opponent, you don't need to rely too much on brute force. As long as you're smart enough, you can basically control the rhythm of the battle and steadily reap a wave of merit, good karma, and achievement points.

Take this four-armed black crocodile as an example. During the battle with him, this guy made at least two very fatal mistakes.

The first fatal mistake was that guy abandoned his home-field advantage in naval warfare and foolishly went into the air to engage in aerial combat with him.

To be fair, although he deliberately brought the giant centipede's corpse to Chaohu Lake as bait to provoke this damned black alligator king into a battle.

But even he himself never expected that the trip would go so smoothly. He had just cast the bait and immediately caught the target fish.

If anglers had his athlete's foot, they'd be catching fish every day!

As for the second fatal mistake, it was that this black fellow hesitated and ended up making things worse.

In the fight just now, Wang Wen made some mistakes. First, he revealed the unsolvable trump card, Jiang Gong Lei, too early. Second, he failed to notice the black-clad man's dragon tail swing.

If that black guy had even a shred of brains, he would have already escaped back into the water the moment he was slapped away.

This black creature is indeed quite powerful. If it escapes back to the bottom of the lake, even if Wang Wen is overconfident, he can't possibly chase it underwater and fight it to the death in its home turf.

The most likely scenario is that he's calling it quits today and will deal with this big crocodile when he has more free time tomorrow...

This is the importance of having a sharp mind!
Indeed, in the face of absolute power, all schemes and tricks are nothing but fleeting clouds.

But if you don't have an absolute advantage in strength, and you're too lazy to use your brain or play tricks...

Their fate will be the same as this crocodile's—they won't even know how they died!

As the saying goes: When you see someone virtuous, think of emulating them; when you see someone not virtuous, reflect on your own shortcomings.

Wang Wen's review of the six-legged black crocodile's fatal mistakes in this battle is also a reflection on whether he has ever made such mistakes.

The answer is yes.

And more than once.

This result made him feel ashamed and also alert.

After reviewing the situation for a long time, he turned around and summarized the problems he currently faced.

His biggest problem right now is, of course, that he lacks a decisive, game-winning move.

This problem is not usually prominent.

With his current mastery of lightning and spear techniques, he can deliver the decisive blow in the vast majority of battles.

However, this problem becomes particularly prominent when encountering someone with a physical body that is impervious to swords and spears and difficult to be harmed by lightning magic.

He had a particularly tough time fighting the tough monk he encountered in Hangzhou.

This time, when he encountered this six-legged crocodile, he was somewhat hampered in his fight.

Moreover, it is foreseeable that this situation will likely become the norm in the future...

This is by no means an exaggeration!

In the martial arts world of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there are indeed not many top masters who follow the path of external martial arts.

But those monsters that became powerful almost all had skin of copper and bones of iron.

He can't possibly spend money to ask the Heavenly Lord to clear the way whenever he encounters a difficult opponent, can he?

He still needs to accumulate good karma to get promoted and ascend to the rank of a spirit!
"Whether you're going to play a semi-tank or a pure tank build, there are essentially three approaches."

He thought and thought, and gradually came to a conclusion: 'Either build armor penetration, magic penetration, or deal true damage... I know martial arts, I know magic, and I have superhuman strength; I can have it all!'

"Spell penetration is easy. As long as you level up 'Lightning Thunder Fist,' your lightning magic proficiency will naturally increase. At that time, both the strength and control of your lightning magic will rise significantly, and spell penetration will come naturally."

'Piercing armor—go back and inquire whether the Great Zhou Dynasty possesses a skill like 'Hitting an Ox Through a Mountain.' If they do, great; if not, try to acquire a few more advanced spear techniques to enhance their power.'

'True damage—blunt weapon strikes should achieve a similar effect. Go back and find some whips, maces, or hammers to try and achieve the true damage effect.'

As he was pondering this, he suddenly saw Ma Feng emerging from the lake's surface, carrying a square stone slab the size of a square table on his shoulder, and walking quickly toward him.

He looked at Ma Feng with suspicion, wondering what this guy was up to. He was asked to clean up the battlefield, but Ma Feng was supposed to pick up trash instead.
"Your Majesty..."

With a mixture of trepidation and anticipation, Ma Feng quickly approached Wang Wen, carefully placing the stone slab he had been carrying on his shoulder before him. He explained, "This item was found in the Black Crocodile King's bedroom. That monster treasured it greatly, using several layers of bear skin as padding to store it properly. I am too ignorant to recognize what this treasure is, so I humbly request Your Majesty's appraisal!"

Wang Wen became interested and examined the stone slab closely. Judging from its shape, the stone slab seemed to be an ancient stele, but it seemed that a small part of the bottom was missing, and the writing on it had long been weathered and mottled, making it difficult to identify.

He glanced at the six-legged crocodile carcass in astonishment, thinking, 'Could this old man be less cultured than a mountain monster?'

Unconvinced, he extended his divine sense and pressed it against the ancient stele, intending to carefully observe the blurred characters on it.

But the instant his divine sense touched the ancient stele, he suddenly sensed an ancient and desolate atmosphere, as if it were whispering something beside his divine sense.

He held his breath in shock, actively trying to sense that ancient, aged presence.

Then a faint, yet remarkably clear, deep voice appeared in his mind: "The Primordial Calamity Vortex arises, the celestial phenomena encompass the infinite; feet tread upon Yin and Yang Calamity patterns, three flowers atop the head connect with the fierce winds; flesh and skin inhale and exhale thunder and fire, bones and muscles roar and shake the heavens; the nine heavenly phenomena converge in the center of the chest..."

Wang Wen listened quietly, but his eyes widened more and more.

Damn it! ! !

This is a profound body-refining technique!
(End of this chapter)