Heavenly Official Sends Evil

Chapter 945 Fist Breaks Evil Spirits
The fourth worship ceremony has officially ended.

Liu Nana and the others hanging on the ceiling were all staring at Wu Xian. They all knew that the ability to worship gods was constantly evolving, so they were looking forward to seeing the new abilities displayed.

Before the elderly had reacted, Wu Xian took two deep breaths and then lightly jumped in place.

Suddenly, Wu Xian leaped up as if he were pulling himself up from the ground, landing on the ceiling with all four limbs at the same time, and then fell straight down without even bending his knees!
The jogger, Chen Chao, looked surprised.

The movie mentions a "superhero landing," which refers to a hero landing with one knee bent in a cool pose. However, the reason for bending the knee upon landing is to use the bent knee to absorb the force and avoid injury.

Wu Xian landed straight down, which means that landing from this height will not put any strain on his body!

Then, to everyone's amazement, Wu Xian started running on the spot. In the blink of an eye, he was on the other side of the county government hall. He kicked the wall, turned around quickly, and ran back to his original position in the blink of an eye.

Upon seeing this, Luo Caixia knew that Wu Xian's strength and speed had also improved, after all, the improvement was far greater than hers.

After stopping, Wu Xian quickly threw punches in place. All the people could see were countless fist shadows in front of Wu Xian, and they could hear the whooshing sound of air being cut.

After retracting his fist, Wu Xian let out a long breath, his heart pounding with excitement as he clenched his fist.

"I'm in unbelievably good shape!"

"It takes a maximum of five seconds to sprint over 100 meters, and it's more than twice as fast as Biterbo. He can throw twenty jabs per second, and his reflexes are also improved accordingly."

"In terms of strength... it should easily surpass that of a large brown bear."

"And in order to prevent the increased power and speed from injuring me, my heart, lungs, fascia and ligaments, skin, cartilage and bone have all been strengthened accordingly... My skin is even tougher than in my naturally thick skin state!"

Wu Xian felt slightly intoxicated. He had experienced many blessed lands and had times when his physical strength was even greater than it was now, but this was the first time he had obtained such power in human form.

A mere three times the power and speed doesn't sound like much.

In a superhero movie, he would be considered a background character; in a fantasy novel, he would only be a stepping stone for the protagonist when he first starts out.

But in this blessed land, it is already quite powerful.

Many evil spirits may seem terrifying and difficult to resist, but they are actually designed to crush ordinary people. If you ignore their special abilities, many evil spirits are actually on the same level as ordinary people in terms of physical fitness.

Like the Eight-Faced Constable, this monster's strength is incomparable to Wu Xian's current strength, but its speed is only slightly faster than that of an ordinary person.

In a battle between masters, even a difference of just one point can determine life or death, let alone a difference of three times.

Therefore, Wu Xian was very much looking forward to the combat power he could currently unleash. His fists were even itching to find an evil spirit to fight.

However, we still need to make sure the elderly are settled in first.

……

On the left side of the first-floor corridor, Lei Weiguo, clad in a golden robe, asked in a trembling voice:
"Are we really going to go in here?"

"Correct."

"Just the two of us?"

"It's easier to get things done with fewer people."

Noticing Lei Weiguo's unstable emotions, Wu Xian turned his head helplessly:
"Grandpa Lei, please don't worry. We won't be in any danger. Just follow behind me and keep an eye on things. Turn on the lights as I tell you to, and don't get too excited. Remember to take two nitroglycerin tablets..."

Besides the Dragon Tiger Tonic Pills I took, other offerings for worship also needed to be distributed, the most crucial of which was the Long-burning Flame character that had already been strengthened.

Wu Xian didn't expect the person who obtained this talisman to be able to do the same things as him. He only hoped that the person could live, occasionally use the Burning Dream Blade to finish off people and increase the number of kills, and incidentally accumulate the progress bar of the Sun True Fire Talisman on the Burning Dream Blade.

Therefore, Wu Xian gave the talisman to Lei Weiguo, who was in the best physical condition. He patiently handed over the Cursed Dream Dagger, personally instructed Lei Weiguo on how to use the talisman, and spoke of some important matters, placing high hopes on the old man.

To prevent the old man from being ambushed and killed, Wu Xian draped the golden robe over his body.

As for the Cursed Dream Dagger, although it is Wu Xian's constant weapon, it is essentially just a small knife without any power, so it can be lent to others, just like it was lent to Chen Chao before so that he could cut the white silk on the ceiling.

Apart from Lei Weiguo, Wu Xian had no expectations for the other elderly people.

The 'decapitation curse' was given to Li Weigong, the old man in beach clothes.

The "Human Superpower - Golden Bell Cover" was given to the sunglasses-wearing old lady, Jiang Li.

The "Human Superpower - Silent Landing" was given to Feng Yu, the thin old man in the blue shirt.

The 'corpse-transformation technique' was given to sanitation worker An Guiying.

The 'Requiem Bell' was given to the fashionable old lady Lin Xianglan.

Some of the elderly people who received the worship items still don't understand how to use them.

People their age find it hard to accept new things; things that young people can understand at a glance take them a long time to comprehend.

Wu Xian knew that the elderly had a wealth of life experience, and given enough time, he believed that they would perform just as well as the young people.

Unfortunately, each playthrough of the blessed land only lasts for a little over six hours.

Wu Xian didn't even dare bring them to this corridor. He asked the "stitching security guard teacher" to conduct the blessed land teaching. If they were frightened by the stitching security guard, who knows how many of them would have their hearts stop...

However, Wu Xian did not ignore the fate of the elderly.

He struck the Dengwen Drum from the front with the Dengwen Drumstick. After the drum was struck, the Gate of Death closed, and the empty, suspended corpses on the ceiling would not awaken for four hours.

In this way, the elderly people staying in the lobby can safely spend the first few hours.

As for those who will follow Wu Xian on his exploration, Grandpa Lei alone is enough.

Fortunately, the old man in the beach suit, Li Weigong, had a bottle of nitroglycerin pills on him, which reduced the probability that Grandpa Lei would be frightened to death.

After making all the necessary preparations, Wu Xian and Grandpa Lei entered the dark corridor.

"Now, you can turn on the lights."

Upon hearing this, Lei Weiguo drew his Burning Dream Blade, and instantly a two-meter-long white flame blade appeared in his hand, the white flames burning quietly and emitting a soft white light.

But this white light stung the evil spirits hiding in the darkness.

Whoosh, snap!
The security guard ran down the stairs at the end of the corridor, crashed into the wall, then turned and crawled toward Wu Xian at a terrifying speed, using both hands and feet.

His face, as withered as a mummy, displayed a crazed expression, and his raisin-like eyeballs trembled violently in their dark sockets.

When this stitched security guard first appeared, its speed alone overwhelmed Wu Xian, and he was even beaten up by it.

But this time, its speed was... in Wu Xian's eyes.

It seems like it's just so-so!
Wu Xian stepped forward, meeting the security guard who was stitching up, and punched him in the chest.

boom!
With a muffled thud, the security guard who had been stitched up was sent flying backward like a cannonball.

(End of this chapter)