Crazy Nezha

Chapter 113 Ordinary Fist (4K long chapter, equivalent to 2 chapters)

Li Tianbao whispered, "Big Cat, go over there and don't move." The tiger ran to the side, lay down on the ground to watch the show, and indeed didn't move.

Several men opposite them were wielding machetes, looking fierce and menacing.

One of the bald men yelled, "Who are you anyway? What's the point of going through all this trouble with this fake game?"

They had never experienced a holographic game like those in science fiction movies, but people aren't stupid. What made them suspicious was that even if the military had high technology and actually created a simulated game experience to train soldiers, it wouldn't be so bad that players would have to defecate and urinate, would it?

Just now, a guy hid in a cabin, rewarded himself with a shot, and actually came out! Are you sure this is a game?

After discussion, the seven people unanimously agreed that this was a death game planned by some super-rich second generation. The rich need the ultimate thrill, while poverty limits the imagination of ordinary people!

The young man in the white robe said calmly, "Do you all know your crimes?"

Squid waved his hand, pointing at the three men, and roared, "Foreskin! Lü Dehua! Baldy! Kill him!"

Three men, their faces contorted with murderous intent, slowly approached. They were all desperate criminals, already dead once before, and now, realizing that this whole affair seemed to be a farce, they grew even angrier.

Li Tianbao adjusted his breathing, closed his eyes to calm himself down, and silently recited: Control, control my power, control my mind, I can do it!

"Why is he closing his eyes?" someone asked from the other side.

"What the hell is going on?"

At this moment, the young man in the white robe slowly opened his eyes, stood with his hands behind his back, and said calmly, "Humans have seven emotions and six desires. When thirteen emotions come together, I understand my gun intent."

"What a damn show-off!" The bald man across from him suddenly sped up, his eyes filled with overwhelming jealousy. He just wanted to hack this rich kid in the white Taoist robe to death! Just like when he came out of the kitchen and hacked to death a nitpicking, pretentious customer!

Li Tianbao raised one hand, making a fist, and said in a deep voice, "Bring the gun!"

In the woods, a special agent covered in leaves picked up a red-tasseled spear and tossed it outside.

This gun is 2.2 meters long, with an extremely tough shaft and a high-manganese alloy tip. The red tassel is hand-woven and flies out of the forest in an arc.

Li Tianbao didn't even look at it, but simply raised his hand to catch it. He had practiced this move of throwing and catching the spear many times beforehand, and he had become so skilled that he could hit the target almost every time.

With a "thud," the red-tasseled spear landed about two meters away from Li Tianbao's feet, lying quietly on the ground.

Li Tianbao remained expressionless and said in a deep voice, "Gun, again!"

There was a commotion in the woods, and soon another gun was thrown out.

This time, the spear was thrown far and high—it flew over Li Tianbao's head.

Almost simultaneously, the bald man at the front swung his machete, aiming to kill Li Tianbao by slashing diagonally at his neck! If he didn't dodge, the consequences would be unimaginable.

At the critical moment, the divine embryo instinctively sensed the killing intent and its stress response erupted! It instinctively dodged the fatal blow by turning to the side.

The spiritual power instantly spread throughout Li Tianbao's entire body.

As Li Tianbao turned to the side, he threw a punch and shouted, "Ordinary punch!"

The bald man raised his knife to strike again, but his body suddenly stopped, the knife froze in mid-air, and his pupils instantly became bloodshot.

With a soft thud, the fist struck first despite being thrown later, and Li Tianbao felt as if he had punched through a block of tofu.

A sharp pain shot through the bald man's chest. He looked down, his eyes glazed, and saw a forearm piercing through his chest.

"Oh no!!" Li Tianbao's eyes widened, and he quickly pulled his arm back, getting his sleeve covered in blood.

With a clang, the bald man's machete fell to the ground, leaving a large hole in his chest. Through the hole, Li Tianbao saw the two men chasing after him abruptly stop in their tracks, and behind them, the shocked expressions of the others.

Li Tianbao disgustedly shook the blood off his sleeve and said in frustration, "It's over, it's ruined. My magic is out of control, and Jiang Baiyue is going to nag me again."

"It was just a normal punch. That's strange."

Li Tianbao waved his fists at the air a few times, feeling the sensation of punching, and immediately understood that the divine embryo sensed danger on the verge of life and death, and its magical power surged, producing an emergency response.

The atmosphere froze. Only then did the bald man, whose chest had been pierced by a punch, stiffly fall backward to the ground.

His two companions behind him looked at each other, and one of them said, "Could this be the game world? This is too outrageous."

"Damn, could it be a mutant?"

"Maybe it's some kind of bio-engineered warrior?"

"I'm sorry, I startled you all. You can go to the cabin and rest for a while. I'll go back and calm myself down. I promise it won't happen again next time. I'm really sorry," Li Tianbao said repeatedly.

"Ah!!!" one of the prisoners shouted.

"Don't shout, I'll come back to beat you up tomorrow," Li Tianbao said, frowning.

Before the test, he confidently assured Jiang Baiyue that he could control his magic, his mind, and his power—Nezha was indeed a god of death, no joke.

But when faced with murderous intent, the divine embryo directly took charge, which was worrying. I heard that the Western University was chaotic. What if I encountered an unreasonable foreigner who beat me to death in the street? What if the American police came? Should I kill the American police too? My current magical power is not enough to act recklessly. It's really annoying.

Li Tianbao recalled his battle with drug dealers when he first began cultivating. At that time, the Divine Embryo didn't seem to be so sensitive. However, as its magical power increased, the Divine Embryo increasingly disregarded ordinary people.

The squid standing behind shouted like a madman, "It's all fake! Kill him! It's all fake! It's just a game!"

The two men in front exchanged a glance, and one of them gritted his teeth and said, "Attack together!"

"good!"

"Rush!"

One man charged at them with a knife, while the other turned and ran.

Li Tianbao suppressed his anxiety and silently recited the mantra that Jiang Baiyue had taught him: "A heart as clear as ice, unperturbed even if the sky falls!"

The man opposite turned his slashing into a stabbing motion, indicating he was a trained fighter with some martial arts skills.

With his magical powers empowered, Li Tianbao was completely fearless, his mind as still as water. He stretched out two fingers to pinch the blade, twisted his wrist, and snapped the cleaver in two with a crisp sound. The opponent, holding the broken cleaver, swung it down again.

Li Tianbao learned from his previous experience and used his palm instead of his fist. As everyone knows, the palm has a wide contact area and is less likely to punch through a person!

"Ordinary palm strike!" A slap swept across the other person's face. With a bang, the other person's head exploded, watermelon juice gushed out, and the headless corpse stood there stiffly, extremely eerie.

"No, this—"

Li Tianbao stood there, lost in thought. If punches didn't work, and neither did palm strikes, how could the training continue?

The men on the other side all ran away with their heads in their hands, each one faster than the last!

Li Tianbao didn't chase after them, looking at the two corpses with a dejected expression.

"I'm a complete waste!"

A sense of loss welled up inside him. Jiang Baiyue said: "The heart is the ruler, the spirit is the minister, the breath is the horse, and the body is the chariot."

Now that the divine embryo has taken over, my mind is unsettled and I can hardly control it.

Jiang Baiyue's concern about losing control in the future seems to be not without reason!

Li Tianbao sat cross-legged on the ground, scrolling through his phone, looking at the message Jiang Baiyue had sent him earlier: "He who knows others is wise; he who knows himself is enlightened. He who conquers others has strength; he who conquers himself is mighty!"

At least for now, I can still feel guilty and blame myself. But if I continue to cultivate, will I kill someone over a disagreement? Will I be unable to control my emotions and become ruthless and indiscriminate in my killing?

When Nezha was young, he caused a great disturbance in the East Sea. He would kill the patrolling sea demons and slay dragons and pull out their tendons at the slightest disagreement. He acted recklessly according to his own whims, and was domineering and tyrannical. He killed at will and never knew how to restrain himself.

Li Tianbao looked at his hands and said, "These prisoners deserve to die. If I kill them, so be it. But what if I accidentally kill them during a sparring match with the special operations team?"

"Zhang Ke taught me wrestling and some freestyle fighting techniques a while ago. Looking back now, it was really close! If Shen Tai had been restless and unaware, and I had locked his throat and killed him, this—"

"If I do *that* with Chen Rui in the future, what if my divine embryo becomes agitated and she gets penetrated? It's too dangerous!"

"Ugh, I'm so useless. I can't even control my own power. I'm just a piece of trash!"

In a fit of rage, Li Tianbao punched a large tree nearby, and the tree split open.

"Damn!" He checked his spiritual energy, calculating the consumption. He discovered that splitting a tree consumed roughly the same amount of energy as killing a person.

Li Tianbao's body slowly floated into the air, and he roared to the sky, causing the mountains and forests to tremble and flocks of birds to take flight.

"The fate of Nezha is to be a god of war! Not mine, Li Tianbao's! I want to be myself!"

"I don't want to become a monster; I must be able to control this power at will!"

The phone rang. Since his Taoist robe had no pockets, Li Tianbao could only put his phone in the lining of his sleeve. He pulled his hand back into his sleeve and reached in.

The call was from Jiang Baiyue.

"Hello, Dr. Jiang."

"The person who just cried out for justice, his case is indeed suspicious."

"Oh, that's great. We even got an unexpected bonus. We've done a good deed."

On the phone, Jiang Baiyue's voice turned serious as she said, "It's an unexpected find! The case is related to the theft of an artifact!"

"Oh, this isn't something we should be worrying about, is it?"

"The artifact is an antique from the Nezha Temple in Macau! It's a statue of Nezha! Historical records indicate that the statue was created during the Guangxu era!"

Li Tianbao asked doubtfully, "Explain yourself clearly."

"We're investigating the details. We'll talk more when we meet. How are things on your end? How are you feeling? Are you able to control your magic power without losing control?"

Li Tianbao sighed: "I had a little accident."

Jiang Baiyue's tone became concerned as she said, "You got injured even though you could suppress your magic power?! Are the special operations team monitoring you idiots?! Were those snipers slacking off?!"

Li Tianbao said bitterly, "I'm not injured. I've tried my best, and I want to handle things calmly and effortlessly. You can watch the recording later."

There was a few seconds of silence on the phone, then the other party hung up.

Li Tianbao knew that Jiang Baiyue was probably in a hurry to watch the surveillance footage.

At this moment, the prisoners who had just fled returned, shouting battle cries as they charged towards Li Tianbao.

At the very back, a group of special agents in black combat uniforms, armed with submachine guns, were driving several prisoners forward to fight for their lives.

When the prisoners saw the man and the tiger standing still, and then looked at the two horrifying corpses on the ground and a split tree, they stopped and urged each other to go first.

A special operations officer behind him, gun pointed into the air, fired warning shots, shouting, "Hurry up and charge! Don't force me to shoot you all on the spot!"

The prisoners looked at each other, each one on the verge of tears, but they forced themselves to rush forward again.

Li Tianbao was horrified. "If I rush up like this, I'm sure I'll lose control again! If I kill someone, then all of Jiang Baiyue's efforts will have been in vain."

"Big cat! Let's go! Let's go!"

The tiger stood up, and Li Tianbao flipped himself onto it, and the two fled in panic.

The prisoners, armed with machetes, relentlessly pursued the special agents, occasionally glancing back at the equally relentless pursuers behind them.

After running for about a mile, the distance between them and the tiger increased, until the tiger finally disappeared into the jungle.

Squid turned around with a mournful face and shouted, "Sir, it's not that we don't want to fight, we just can't catch up!"

The lead special agent, whose helmet was equipped with a camera, pressed one hand against his Bluetooth headset and whispered, "Dean Jiang, did you see everything?"

On the phone, Jiang Baiyue said, "Come back."

"yes!"

The special operations captain waved his hand: "Withdraw!"

A group of people turned around and jogged away in an orderly fashion.

Only a few bewildered prisoners remained, slumped on the ground, exhausted, gazing at the sky with indescribably complex expressions in their eyes.

"Brother Fish, let's run away! This is fucking bullying!"

"Why are you running? This is an island!"

"Let's swim back! I'd rather drown; they don't treat us like human beings at all."

"I have done evil deeds in my life, do I deserve this retribution?"

Just then, a helicopter flew by and dropped small parachute boxes, which landed beside them.

The squid opened the box and found it filled with food and water. He angrily cursed, "If this keeps up, we'll go crazy!"

On the other side, Li Tianbao rode the tiger all the way to the mountain road base behind.

Jiang Baiyue was setting up a barbecue grill in front of the makeshift house, patiently grilling skewers.

"You're back?"

Li Tianbao rolled off the tiger, and special agents threw the tiger raw meat that had been prepared in advance.

The big cat looked at its little master, Li Tianbao, and said, "Eat."

The tiger looked delighted and obediently tore at the tiger with its large mouth.

"Sit down." Jiang Baiyue flipped the skewers in her hand, while Zhang Ke fanned the flames, making the charcoal glow red.

Li Tianbao pulled up a stool and sat down, saying, "When those prisoners come to attack me, my spiritual body will have a stress response that I can't control."

Jiang Baiyue said, "Zhang Ke and I have both watched the video."

Li Tianbao said dejectedly, "Am I really that useless? I can't even control my own power!"

Jiang Baiyue handed her a skewer of beef and comforted her, "Take your time. After all, you were once a god of war. Have some beef."

Li Tianbao shook his head: "I don't want to eat beef right now."

Jiang Baiyue said with a wry smile, "Fine then—"

Li Tianbao asked, "What's the story behind the Nezha statue in Macau?"

Zhang Ke said, "We're investigating, and we'll have the results soon. Just like Dean Jiang said, there's an invisible hand controlling you, and controlling her too!"

"What do they want my Nezha statue for?"

Jiang Baiyue gazed at the fire in the stove and said, "Li Tianbao, it's too risky to forcibly seize the Fire-Tipped Spear now. We can go to Macau first! Check your own temple; perhaps you'll find some clues!"

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