Anime Crossover: This Holy Lord Only Wants Friendly Communication

On the other side, Afu did the same thing, but due to the sudden drop, the two figures were now quite far apart.

Jackie Chan looked around and saw an ancient building covered with green plants not far away.

Judging from its style, it appears to be a medieval castle, but it has long been abandoned and is mostly covered by greenery, bearing the marks of time.

It has probably been hundreds of years. On the castle walls, vines meander like the tentacles of time, tightly grasping the past glory and refusing to let go.

Jackie Chan glanced sideways again and saw Ah Fu still baring his teeth and brandishing strange moves, relentlessly chasing after him.

The names of his moves are strange and bizarre, as if they were unearthed from ancient secret manuals, or as if they were created at will, full of unknowns and mysteries.

He flashed and floated down to the open space next to the ancient building.

Its movements are swift, like a nimble swallow, drawing a graceful arc in the air.

"boom"

Jackie Chan landed on the lawn near the ancient building, where the grass was lush and vibrant.

The lawn, like a soft green carpet, welcomed his arrival and cushioned the impact of his landing.

He immediately threw away his parachute, jumped down, rolled a few times to dissipate the impact, and then stood up.

Its tumbling movements were swift and fluid, showcasing its profound skills and agile movements honed over many years.

"The eagle has landed!"

Beside him, Ah Fu's figure also descended, landing in a manner quite different from Jackie Chan's, falling straight down.

Then he did more than ten somersaults in a row, spinning around in the air for who knows how many times, before finally dodging and crouching down on the ground.

Its somersaults are dazzling, like a wonderful acrobatic performance, yet they also carry a sense of adventure and recklessness.

"Wow, that's a really cool move. But I think you could spin around a couple less times, so you might not have to see black and white light when you stand up."

Jackie Chan watched Ah Fu's "performance" with wide eyes, then left with these words and hurriedly ran towards the ancient building.

Although his words contained some teasing, they also showed some concern and reminders for Afu.

"to make……"

Just as Ah Fu was about to shout "Don't you dare leave!", he suddenly stood up and tried to chase after Jackie Chan.

However, the rapid descent from high altitude caused blood stagnation, which then erupted in an instant amidst countless cool spins.

His vision went black, and he nearly stumbled and fell to the ground.

In that instant, the world seemed to plunge into darkness, my body lost its balance, and my soul seemed to be lost in the darkness.

"Tiger's eyes are blurry..."

Ah Fu paused briefly to recover his senses and looked in the direction Jackie Chan had fled. He saw an ancient building there, and judging from its appearance, the passageways inside seemed quite intricate.

The interior of that building resembled a mysterious labyrinth, concealing countless unknowns and dangers, and perhaps also holding the key to solving the current predicament.

He kept walking and quickly chased after Jackie Chan.

His steps were hurried, filled with unwavering determination. Despite his earlier discomfort, he was determined to settle the score with Jackie Chan, or perhaps uncover the truth behind this series of events.

……

"Ancient wisdom tells us that clever fishermen wait for the snipe and the clam to fight."

In the vast and boundless night sky, the full moon, like a smooth and flawless jade ring, lies quietly across the deep blue firmament.

Its gentle light, like wisps of light gauze and endless silk, drifts leisurely down from the distant sky, scattering like a celestial maiden scattering flowers, generously pouring into a secluded bamboo grove.

Under the hazy moonlight, the bamboo forest seemed to be imbued with life, its leaves rustling as if whispering ancient and mysterious stories.

The cool, watery light draped the entire world in a dreamlike veil, making this bamboo forest seem like a corner of a fairyland left behind on earth.

Jiang Shinian's figure appeared silently in the bamboo forest, like a ghost slowly emerging from the darkness.

The towering bamboo all around acts like a natural barrier, completely shielding the noise and commotion from the distance, as if isolating the whole world from it, leaving only this tranquil little world.

A shadowy ninja, with a pine-like posture, stood respectfully beside him.

The black figure appeared even more mysterious and unpredictable under the moonlight, like a shadow messenger born from the night, silently awaiting its master's command.

Jiang Shinian slightly raised the corners of his mouth, his gaze sweeping over the written record handed to him by the shadowy ninja.

He secretly thought to himself that letting two humans compete and fight each other was just like the playful fighting among the children in the righteous family.

Their success or failure seems to be controlled by an invisible hand, which includes both the elusive and unpredictable element of luck, like the flickering stars, and the subtle yet crucial factor of strength.

Jackie Chan, as the most dazzling star in the main cast, possesses a fortune that is like a brilliant galaxy in the vast universe, shining brightly enough to suppress the weak fortune of those who oppose him.

Therefore, in many perilous situations, miraculous factors that benefit him often emerge, just like lighting a lamp in the darkness, guiding him to overcome numerous difficulties.

Today, righteousness shines like the blazing sun high in the sky, its radiance boundless and majestic, forcing the black aura representing evil and chaos to hide and retreat, receding like a tide.

Jackie Chan also shoulders the sacred mission of protecting the Tao, so his fortune is naturally much more powerful and profound than that of ordinary people.

This is one of the fundamental reasons why he was able to escape danger from the brink of death time and again, and why he repeatedly managed to outwit and bewilder the villains, including Ah Fu, by chance.

In other words, Jackie Chan is like a beloved son in a family, enjoying endless favor and affection.

Valon and the other villains were merely children from distant relatives. Although they had countless connections with their families, they could never reach the core glory and attention.

They are like shadows lingering on the edge of a family feast, able to get a share of the pie but unable to become the center of attention.

Chapter 156 Afu, Tru has reformed. Don't you want a donut?

However, even if they are not favored, they will not suffer from harsh criticism, beatings, or even the tragic situation of being beaten.

If the children of one's own family and those of distant relatives only have a verbal argument, the elders of the family may simply stand by and watch without interfering.

However, if the two sides start fighting and engage in a real battle, then the elders will step in and gently pull the distant relative's child away to quell the dispute.

Therefore, Jiang's consistent attitude over the past ten years has been to let humans fight and compete on their own, and he himself rarely gets involved, like an observer detached from the world.

Even the well-trained shadow ninjas, skilled at operating in the shadows, often only serve as guides for the villains rather than directly helping them, allowing them to play out their own destinies on the stage of this battle between good and evil.

"They actually crashed in England?"

Jiang Shinian shook his head slightly, a hint of surprise on his face, but his heart was filled with certainty.

He knew that even if the plane crashed, the two men's lives would be safe.

In the darkness, it seemed as if a mysterious and unpredictable external force was quietly protecting them, like a pair of invisible hands, propelling them forward on the path of destiny, ensuring their safety even when the road ahead was full of thorns.

"And... England?"

In Jiang Shi Nian's eyes, the scarlet light flickered like two burning eerie flames.

At this moment, their own child and the children of their relatives were already fighting, just like a war without gunpowder had begun.

Where will the unknown wheel of fate lead Jackie Chan?

Is it a path of bright salvation, or a dark abyss of traps?

Jiang Shinian looked up at the bright moon and saw it slowly rising into the sky, like an elegant and graceful dancer dancing in the vast sky.

The cool light shone on his face, reflecting a stern and contemplative expression.

In a few hours, the bright moon will reach the highest point of the dome. What kind of changes will occur then?

Where is that bald guy now?

Jiang Shinian's gaze was like lightning, as if it were a sharp blade that could pierce through the darkness, aimed at the shadowy ninja beside him.

His hoarse, deep voice, like the soft hooting of an owl in the quiet night, echoed slowly through the bamboo forest, carrying an undeniable air of authority and pressure.

……

"Our plan must never be known to anyone. The power of magic will cleanse this land, and the secret of the megaliths will eventually be revealed to the world, just as our belief has led us!"

In a secluded place, as if a corner of the world had been forgotten, a group of wizards dressed in white robes and wearing blue hoods, like a group of conspirators in the dark, huddled together.

Their voices were deep and fervent, as if they were performing a sacred yet wicked ritual. The voices echoed in the silent space, carrying a chilling power.

"Sasa"

In a secluded corner of an ancient and mysterious building, a man in a blue hoodie, like a mouse cautiously foraging for food in the dark, stealthily hid on the other side of the corridor.

The surroundings were utterly silent, as if time itself had stood still, and all sound had been removed from the space, not even the faintest sound like a needle falling to the ground.

It could also be heard clearly, as if the whole world was holding its breath, waiting for a storm to break out.

He waited quietly for a moment, listening intently, like a keen hunting dog sensing the scent of its prey.

Realizing that no one was around, he paused slightly, and in that moment of hesitation, one could almost hear his heart pounding.

Then he slowly moved his body, his movements as slow as a snail's crawl, each step filled with caution and vigilance, cautiously peeking his head out to the corner, as if he were uncovering a secret that had been sealed for thousands of years.

"A tiger pounces on its prey!"

Just as he peeked out, a loud shout suddenly came from around the corner, like a thunderclap, breaking the deathly silence.

The sound was like a roar from hell, carrying boundless power, making the surrounding air seem to tremble.

"what!"

The man was terrified, as if he were a pitiful creature cursed by a demon.

He dodged quickly, his movements as fast as lightning, narrowly avoiding the man's fierce attack.

In that instant of dodging, one could almost see the terror and the will to survive flash in his eyes.

"Afu, perhaps you can be like Tru, realize your mistakes, and turn over a new leaf!"

The man moved nimbly, dodging Afu's attack. He then quickly extended his hands into the shape of hand blades, like a pair of sharp blades dancing wildly in the wind, swinging them back and forth rapidly, creating a slight gust of wind.

His feet seemed to be springy, propelling him forward in a frantic dash, each step filled with power and determination, as if he were racing against death.

"Jackie Chan, hand over those two bracelets immediately!"

With his fiery red hair, Ah Fu, like a red lightning bolt, closely followed Jackie Chan's figure.

His footsteps lightly touched the ground, like a dragonfly skimming the water, yet they contained boundless power. His entire body seemed to transform into a red streak, rushing forward at incredible speed.

The speed was so fast that it seemed to tear through the air, leaving a burning trail behind it.

"A hawk's claw!"

"boom!"