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Chapter 255 - 222: A Being That Can Match Jiang Shen Fifty-Fifty!

Chapter 255: Chapter 222: A Being That Can Match Jiang Shen Fifty-Fifty!

"Alright, alright, alright."

Repeating ’alright’ three times, the Priest’s face, once filled with anger, finally cleared up, going back into a pitiful and compassionate expression.

His entire being exuded holiness from inside out.

Little Pink-Hair wanted to approach him, but was scared, so she raised her gun and fired a burst of bullets at the Priest.

’Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!’

The Priest didn’t seem to move, but all the bullets just missed him completely.

"Kid, playing with guns isn’t good, you know."

Aside from Jiang Xiao, everyone saw yet another person who could dodge bullets!

Black Sister raised a rocket launcher, attempting a full coverage attack, but Jiang Xiao stopped her.

"Let me do it, what if you blow up my clothes and scepter?"

Priest: ??

When did it become yours?

Looking at the apparently not-so-bright man in front of him, there wasn’t a trace of disdain in the Priest’s eyes.

He must be a bungler!

This thought occurred simultaneously in both their minds.

Black Sister dragged Beardy, Curly, and Mu Xitang away, moving further back.

On the other side, the nun also maintained her distance from the Priest, afraid to be caught in the crossfire.

Two men, possibly the known top-tier powers in Kaidan world, were about to face off for the first time.

"Are you a demon? Or something strange? You can’t possibly be human, though you do a good job pretending."

Jiang Xiao asked calmly, but his tone was confident.

"Who am I? I’m a Believer of God, a Messenger of Jesus, and the Priest of this city! The unique God!"

The Priest answered with confidence, acting as if he were Jesus himself, rescuing the needy and troubled.

Just as they were about to clash,

Jiang Xiao’s expression stiffened, unbelievingly staring behind the Priest.

"Eh? Who are you?"

Who?

The Priest turned back, and there was nothing?

Not good!

Damn!

Playing me?

Such a shameless dude!

Before he could even turn back, the Priest felt a gust of wind behind his head.

He quickly stepped back to dodge Jiang Xiao’s sneak attack.

With the upper hand, Jiang Xiao was relentless, brandishing a shovel vigorously, his smooth combo leaving no room for the Priest to retaliate.

Just as the Priest had regained his saintly composure, his defenses were broken once again.

"Dammit! Playing dirty? With so many people watching, you still want some face, huh?"

In other circumstances, the Priest would never make such a basic mistake.

But the problem here was the crowd.

He hadn’t expected Jiang Xiao, a master, to resort to such shameless tactics under broad daylight.

"Hold on! Shit! Be fair and let me get ready, let’s restart this fight!"

"Young man, showing no respect for martial arts, come on, deceive! Come, sneak attack! Me, a forty-nine-year-old old Priest."

Ignoring the Priest’s words, Jiang Xiao’s attacks grew even more ruthless.

The shovel relentlessly aimed at the Priest’s vitals.

It was a close shave, just narrowly missed by the old Priest several times.

The scene had all the men in the live broadcast sweating profusely.

This consequently convinced the Priest even more that Jiang Xiao was that kind of person!

Otherwise, why would he keep aiming at his vitals non-stop?

Because people, you know.

They’re just jealous of what others have and they don’t.

"Dad, make a move!"

"Awei Eighteen Forms: Old Man Pushing a Cart plus the Poisonous Dragon Drill!"

What the hell is that?

As the Priest kept retreating, he was caught off-guard by the embarrassing name of the move and couldn’t dodge in time, getting hit in the chest by Jiang Xiao’s elbow.

"Ptui!"

Getting up, the Priest spat out saliva mixed with blood, his expression uglier than ever.

This idiot has some serious strength!

Jiang Xiao also couldn’t believe his eyes as he looked at his own elbow, seemingly shocked that his attack was so weak.

Gathering his breath, the Priest was puzzled; he thought of his younger days when he roamed many places.

But this kid’s fighting style was definitely very unique, very abstract.

Who could this be under?

"Kid, your moves are quite something, who teaches you? I, Ai Haidi Tie Dan, never kill the nameless!"

"No teacher."

Priest: ???

"Nobody taught you? Then where did you learn these sleazy moves?!"

Jiang Xiao blushed slightly and scratched his head shyly.

୧(๑•̌～•̑) "Well, uh, actually it’s nothing, just practice makes perfect."

Priest: ???

Nun: ???

Live broadcast: ???

Wang Defa?

Are you blushing like a pink teapot, hey please, nobody here is praising you!

[As everyone knows, Jiang Xiao always fights like this.]

[Uh, Master Jiang’s style makes everyone who fights him very troubled.]

Round One: Jiang wins!

"Dad, come on, have a sip of water to rinse your mouth, let’s continue fighting!"

"Wipe off some sweat, Father."

"Father, let me rub your shoulders."

During the halftime break when both fighters paused, the nuns relaxed the Priest in preparation for the next round.

Yo?

Mu Xitang’s eyes brightened.

If they have it, we must definitely set it up too.

"Daddy daddy! Come on, have a sip of orange drink to rinse your mouth, we’re not petty like them, using just bottled water!"

"I can also wipe sweat!"

"I, I’ll even feed you chips, daddy, open your mouth, ah~"

Glancing at the small pouch, Mu Xitang reluctantly pulled out a red package.

"Wang’s Awesome Candy, the more you eat, the more awesome you get, this is the last bag, Daddy, do you, do you want some?"

It was clear that the little pink-haired girl wanted Jiang Xiao to refuse so she could rightfully keep it for herself.

Mu Xitang looked across and then sneakily crouched down, trying to slip Jiang Xiao a few high-explosive grenades.

"And this too, take it, and when it’s time, just yank down his pants and toss it in his pocket to explode."

Unexpectedly, her carefully cautious movements were still caught by the nun across from her.

"Hey, hey, hey! Opposite side, can you have some martial arts morality?"

Busted.

Annoyed and embarrassed, Mu Xitang had no choice but to take back the grenade.

"What the? Pink hair, do you think we’re blind?"

Helpless.

Mu Xitang also had to retrieve the Desert Eagle she sneaked onto Jiang Xiao’s waist.

"Are you guys going to fight or not? If not, just go home!"

Tsk!

Mu Xitang pursed her lips in resignation and also removed the RPG rocket launcher Jiang Xiao had been carrying on his back.

"Move it! There’s also the mortar cannon, and it’s a freaking automatic one too!"

"Ah~"

Mu Xitang sighed in despair.

"Was my movement really so obvious that they could see right through it."

Everyone: ...

Anyone who isn’t blind could easily see through it...

The black sister awkwardly greeted the other side and then hoisted the meddling Mu Xitang back.

Little pink hair struggled in the arms of the black sister.

"Hey! I still have treasures to give, just wait a sec! You know my dad is not that bright, he’s so simple and straightforward, what if he gets short-changed? Who knows if the other side will play dirty tricks!"

"Uh..."

The black sister glanced at Jiang Xiao and then looked away.

"Regarding dirty tricks, I think the other side should be more cautious."

Furthermore.

If she wasn’t mistaken, at some point, Jiang Xiao had put on a pair of tactical gloves.

This little item did not catch the opponent’s attention~

The recent beating that caused the priest to spit blood had been humiliating, so he quickly stood up ready to regain his dignity.

"Oh Lord! Jehovah once said to Moses, I will attack you with the strength bestowed by the Lord."

This time, the priest was full of confidence, tapping into his faith’s power.

Meanwhile, his expression became divine once again.

This time, he was confident that Jiang Xiao would not affect his psyche!

Jiang Xiao, carrying a shovel, also prepared for another round with him.

Just now, he had figured out the priest’s tactics, and he was sure his next attack would be effective!

"Oh Lord! May the Holy Spirit interpret omnipotence, removing all the devil’s deeds!"

"Awei Eighteen Forms: One Pillar Holding the Sky!"

Crap!

What kind of move?

Thankfully he was mentally prepared, or the priest would have spat out a national treasure.

The two moved continuously on the field, managing to fight to a standstill for the time.

The fighting style was nothing but Jiang Xiao being more aggressive and elegant in physical skills.

While the priest was like a war mage, solid as a rock, responding to every change with constancy.

The ground became pocked with pits due to the remnants of their battle.

At this point, whether it was the nun, the black sister, or the online audience, everyone was utterly surprised.

Someone could actually stand toe-to-toe with Jiang the Divine (Priest)?

The other side was kind of strong.

’Crack’

Broke?

Jiang Xiao, who was entangled with the priest, suddenly withdrew from the fray.

The priest chuckled softly, his face wearing a confident smile.

"Heretic, give up resistance, you’re no match for me, and I haven’t even fully utilized God’s power."

Jiang Xiao looked at the broken stick in his hand, thoughtfully nodding.

"Yeah, your staff is indeed harder than mine, I even wrapped my shovel with Qi but you broke it, hmm, something’s not right, your staff seems to have a power completely different from Qi."

Yo?

The priest was a bit surprised, not expecting this fool to have some insight.

"Hehe, you don’t need to understand my power, just like I disdain to understand the Qi you speak of, you just need to know that God’s power is unmatched!"

"Uh, Father, before we talk tough, could you pull up your pants first?"

A nun whispered from not too far away.

Hmm?

Reminded by the nun, the priest also felt a sudden chill in the crotch.

He looked down.

Crap!

Where’s my belt?

On the other side, Jiang Xiao looked at the gold-plated, diamond-encrusted belt in his hand, somewhat disappointed.

This thing didn’t have any special powers, it’s deemed as trash~

The priest’s face turned black as the bottom of a pot again.

Can we please have a proper fight!

His robes were very loose, similar to a special material bathrobe.

It relied entirely on a belt to stay tight.

Now without the belt, the priest could only hold his pants with one hand and the scepter with the other.

Defense broken again...

"Damn! You jerk, give me back my belt! Shit!"

"Why should I? We’re enemies, why should I give you your belt?"

"What kind of fight is this? You snatched my belt while fighting?"

"Because we are enemies."

"Bullshit! Where is it said that because we are enemies you take their belt, but give it back to me!"

"Nope, this is my trophy."

Jiang Xiao tossed the belt to a bearded man behind him.

Then he directly launched a third charge at the priest, giving him no chance to change his pants!

Damn it!

The priest was turning purple, how could he even continue fighting with his one-handed pants-lifting stance?