I created the Anomaly Control Bureau

Chapter 929, Section 924: The Devil's Tongue

The demon's words were unreasonable, but when spoken by a martial artist who was equally unreasonable, they weren't so hard to accept.

This conversation also provided Marne with valuable information: the basic outline of the God Fist's personality.

First of all, he is a guy who is destined to clash with the Heavenly Demon. Moreover, according to the Heavenly Demon, the martial arts that Shenquan learned also determined his path to some extent, or perhaps the opposite is also true.

Only martial artists with a certain level of awareness and personality traits can reach this level.

This also means that if anyone understands the martial arts of the Divine Fist, they will naturally know how the Divine Fist will react in various situations.

The Heavenly Demon could likely answer all his questions, but clearly the other party wouldn't do so easily. When he asked if the Divine Fist was a so-called good person, he deliberately gave an ambiguous answer.

The other party is willing to talk so much now simply because they are in the mood. If I really press them further and reveal my needs and thoughts, it is very likely to provoke a reaction from them.

He will likely return to his initial state and ask himself what price he is willing to pay for this secret.

Or perhaps he simply wanted to satisfy his perverse sense of humor by playing pranks on himself.

After being trapped in such a place for so long, his mind must have become somewhat twisted.

He did not immediately raise his questions about the Divine Fist:
"It sounds really ironic. When you encounter a guy like that, it seems like it's all in vain no matter what kind of resistance you put in."

The Heavenly Demon wasn't so pessimistic:
"Other martial artists couldn't sense the danger like I could. If it were them, they wouldn't have had a chance to resist the Divine Fist. My situation is relatively good, and it's not like I really have no chance of surviving."

"If I could foresee more of God Fist's situation, then I might indeed know how to live, as long as I completely change my personality and stop being the kind of guy he dislikes."

"Of course, it's easier said than done. Even if you really gave me a chance to start over..."

"I will only try to kill him at a more precise time."

"I have gone too far in my martial arts path, and it is too late to turn back now."

Hearing this, Ma En could also realize that the same was probably true for Tian Yao—his personality and martial arts were probably mutually determined, and the path he took meant that he would be disliked by Shen Quan.

He could never give up his martial arts, even if it meant risking his life.

Marx and Engels revealed a knowing look:
"Therefore, your battle is essentially the inevitable result of different martial arts styles."

The Heavenly Demon nodded:

"But don't misunderstand, this is not determined by fate. The so-called destiny in our martial arts is not determined by some martial arts fate, but by ourselves. We are destined to walk our own path."

"Our talents, our experiences, our interests, and we'll all come together..."

"It's just a coincidence."

Marx and Engels nodded:

"I see. The world of martial arts is truly beyond my imagination."

The Heavenly Demon, as if he had expected this, suddenly asked:
"You're not a martial artist?"

Marx and Engels nodded:

"I can only say that I have studied martial arts for a few days, but I can hardly be called a martial artist. To my shame, my body is not particularly suitable for martial arts, which is why I am seeking your help."

The demon revealed a sinister smile:
"Oh, I do have many special martial arts here. Once you learn them, you can make great progress every day, and you don't even need to pay any price. You just need to do some things that may not be so honorable."

"Don't worry, I'm not talking about those evil techniques that will drive you crazy. I wouldn't let you easily utter such divine fist techniques. I'm just talking about certain skills that are considered heretical by the righteous sects. How about it? If you want to learn, I can teach you for free."

He also wore a strange smile, and there was a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Obviously, he would be very happy if he agreed to this condition.

This means that you're going to be unlucky.

Marx and Engels smiled:
"No, no need. Such martial arts are not suitable for me either. I may not have explained it clearly. I told you that my body is not suitable for learning martial arts. It doesn't simply mean that I don't have the talent for martial arts. In fact, my talent is quite good."

"My problem is that I have a part of me that is more suited to martial arts than my physical body. I possess a kind of mental power that looks like telekinesis, and this power is not only a derivative of my physical body, but even surpasses my physical body."

"At least in terms of martial arts training, it is more suitable than my physical body."

"This means that conventional martial arts are not suitable for me. They are designed for the physical bodies of ordinary people, but I need a kind of martial art that can be controlled and used with pure mental power."

Upon hearing this, the Heavenly Demon's eyes shifted, his tone revealing a mixture of doubt and anticipation:

"You mean you can use some kind of telekinesis to perform martial arts? That sounds a bit far-fetched. To be honest, I've achieved some success in martial arts, but I've never heard of anything like that."

Mar and Eng explained with a smile:
"Oh, the problem isn't with martial arts, it's with me..."

"I am a reality warper."

The Heavenly Demon was stunned upon hearing this.

Then, his expression became more serious than ever before:
"What are your terms? Did you bring a contract?"

Mar and Eng shook their heads and said:
"No, if I had really brought the contract, Godfist wouldn't have let me leave."

The celestial demon immediately understood Marx and Engels' meaning:
"That's right. Even if you're a reality warper, you can't do this around him unless you happen to be exceptionally good at deception and concealment, but it seems things aren't going to go that way."

"So, you're trying to get something for nothing."

Marx and Engels smiled broadly:

I wanted to give you a chance.

The celestial demon stared at him for a moment, then slowly said:

"Tell me your specific conditions."

Marx and Engels looked up at him earnestly:
“I’m not lying. I just need a martial arts school for me to learn. In return, I will bring you the right conditions in the future and release you. I can do that.”

"I'm very good at changing reality, so giving you back your physical body will be a piece of cake."

The Heavenly Demon asked:

"Then please explain to me how you plan to do these things right under God Fist's nose without killing you? Don't tell me you'd offend God Fist for my sake."

"Neither I nor the martial arts I can give you are worth it for you to do this."

His eyes were filled with intense suspicion.

Marx and Engels smiled and nodded:

“You’re right, that’s why I won’t offend God Fist.”