The Way of Spiritual Journey

Chapter 48, The Power of a Defender

These two are quite famous in the martial arts world. Their signature move is called Dragon Roar and Tiger Howl Fist, which comes from Lion Hunting Rabbit Skill. Just hearing the name is enough to intimidate people.

Therefore, when the two evil spirits make a move, it usually means they throw a punch.

When the two evil spirits unleash their fists, it must be a simultaneous attack of dragon and tiger. The white evil spirit represents the dragon, and the black evil spirit represents the tiger. Their punches will be delivered with all their might, instantly forming the posture of a lion hunting a rabbit.

Suddenly, the weather changed dramatically, and the sounds of dragons roaring and tigers howling rang out.

When a powerful person makes a move, it's truly dazzling!

The moment the two demons made their move, the horizontal bar in Li Lang's mind, which usually only stirred when he spent money, jumped up like a startled rabbit and shot out of his mind like an arrow.

"Hey, wait a minute, I don't even know how to use it yet!" Upon seeing this, Li Lang immediately became anxious and shouted loudly in his mind.

There was a reason why Li Lang dared to challenge a powerful figure. Originally, that horizontal bar was sleeping soundly, just like an old dog, as usual.

The moment the two evil spirits appeared, Heng Gang was awakened, because it sensed the killing intent. This killing intent excited it, even more than Li Lang had spent money and accumulated good deeds.

"Kid, someone's coming to kill you." Heng Gang was excited and, contrary to his usual behavior, actually started to communicate with Li Lang.

"Who? Who's speaking?" Li Lang was startled when he heard the voice in his mind and quickly searched his memory.

"Stop looking, are you blind? There's such a big sign right here, can't you see it?" the voice came again.

"My God, you're Heng Gang? You can talk?" Li Lang's eyes widened. He really didn't expect that Heng Gang, who was always half-dead, could talk.

"Pah! You're the one who's a jerk, your whole family are jerks. I am the spirit, the spirit of heaven and earth, the spirit of all things, the spirit of heaven and earth, and then your spirit enters..." Hearing Li Lang's words, the jerk, oh, the spirit, became emotional and unleashed a torrent of emotions at Li Lang until his head was buzzing.

"Alright, alright. I was wrong. You are a spirit, heavenly spirits, earthly spirits, please let me go." With just this one move, Li Lang instantly submitted.

What kind of spirit is this? Are there really such unorthodox spirits in the world?

"Now that I've already gone in, letting you go is out of the question. If you behave, I can make your life a little more comfortable. If you don't, hehe, I can beat you eight hundred times a day, you believe me?" Ling's answer was straightforward, leaving no room for negotiation.

"I believe you. You're my living ancestor, how could I not believe you?" Putting everything else aside, Li Lang does have a knack for being pragmatic.

"Enough with the nonsense. The person who wants to kill you is here. You need to do this: provoke him. You absolutely cannot let him give up his idea of ​​killing you, understand?" Ling didn't want to waste any more words with Li Lang and went straight to the point.

"Ancestor, those are powerful beings, two of them! And you want to provoke them to kill me? Is this how you play with people? I might as well let you kill me." Li Lang was devastated. What kind of spirit is this? Does playing with people have to be so fancy?

"Hehe, kid, you'd better be honest. I'm in a good mood and want to have some fun. If you dare to spoil my fun, I'll make you run naked down the street, you believe me?" Ling's tone was a bit unfriendly, and he didn't seem to be joking.

"Fine, whatever you say." Li Lang completely gave in. If he really ran naked in the street, what would be the point of living?

Li Lang didn't dare to think any further.

Li Lang watched helplessly as the spirit burst out of his mind; it was going to play tricks on him.

This was something Li Lang dared not and could not stop, but it seemed unreasonable not to cooperate with such a good opportunity.

Li Lang remained calm, extending his hand as if it were a palm blade, and casually slashed at the head of the two evil spirits.

An invisible force instantly rushed into the mind of the two demons, causing them to pause and their dragon roar and tiger howl fists to turn and strike each other.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the two Fiends were punched simultaneously and sent flying backward.

"Pfft!" The two savages spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time, staring at Li Lang in disbelief.

"How...how is this possible? You...you are a spiritist?" Er Sha muttered to himself, his eyes filled with fear.

These words caused an uproar in the room.

"Heavens, spirits?"

"We actually bought something belonging to a spirit?"

"Hurry, hurry, we can't stay here any longer."

This is a huge scandal today, and the onlookers were in an uproar.

"I did not wish to kill, so I spared your lives. I hope you will behave yourselves." Seeing that the two were still alive, Li Lang did not have time to think it over and simply waved his hand to clean up the mess.

"Pah! Two pieces of trash, not fun at all, wasting my time." The spirit cursed as it returned to Li Lang's mind, its light dimming, and it transformed back into the steady, dog-like horizontal bar.

Seeing that the bar had returned without any further movement, Li Lang had originally intended to go closer and sound him out, but after some hesitation, he decided against it, thinking it best not to provoke such an obvious trouble.

"Brother Lang, you're simply a god! From now on, you're my God of Lang! My admiration for you, God of Lang, is like a surging river, never-ending!" In just a short while, Wolong's shameless habit resurfaced, and it was completely out of control.

Not only Zhuge Liang, but even Feng Chu was looking at Li Lang with admiration, clearly showing signs of having a relapse.

"Brother Lang is awesome!" Sure enough, Feng Chu shouted loudly, almost startling Li Lang.

"Brother Lang is awesome!" The Four Heroes of Langshan shouted excitedly, following Fengchu.

Li Lang looked around and saw that Zhu, Shi, and Wang were still standing in the same spot, not yet recovered from their shock. The rest of the people, including the onlookers, the Black and White Duo, Tu Si, and others, had all vanished without a trace, as if they had never been there.

Li Lang chuckled, ignoring the three men, Zhu, Shi, and Wang. With a wave of his hand, he turned and said, "Return to the manor. Display the sign; business will continue tomorrow, but prices will double."

"Alright!" The four heroes of Langshan, including the Crouching Dragon and the Phoenix Chick, responded in unison, excitedly embracing Li Lang as they returned to their residence.

After Li Lang and the others left, Zhu Shi and Wang's bodies went limp, and they collapsed to the ground, gasping for air like drowning people.

"Brother, brother, am I dreaming? This Brother Lang is actually a Spirit Master?" After a long while, Wang Mazi came to his senses and tentatively asked Shi Butong.

"Snapped!"

Shi Butong slapped the pockmarked man across the face. "Does it hurt?"

"Yes, it hurts." The pockmarked man nodded, tears welling in his eyes.

"Then it's not a dream. Haha, this time we've really found a powerful backer." Shi Butong nodded and then burst into laughter.

Zhu Huaiyu didn't speak. He tried to stand up but was too weak to stand. He could only crawl on the ground like a fat pig. He wanted to get home as soon as possible and tell his father that something terrible had happened here.

At the same time, a beautiful figure in a long dress appeared at a street corner not far away. It was Rou'er, who had not gone far at all.

Rou'er looked at the spot where Li Lang had disappeared, a glint of light flashing in her bright eyes. Then she resolutely turned around and disappeared around the street corner.