I have to get lucky right away.

Chapter 641 Surrounded
Just as Feng Xue brazenly infiltrated the temple, Chen Xuan was sitting cross-legged in the circle drawn by Feng Xue, his hands tightly gripping the "Journey to the West" card, his palms sweaty.

Actually, he was already starting to regret it. Although it was dangerous to go into the city with his older brother, at least there were two of them. Now he was sitting alone on the edge of the sand dune. As the sun rose and the temperature rose, he became more and more nervous.

To alleviate his anxiety, Chen Xuan simply started practicing martial arts within the defensive circle that enveloped the car. In the six months since he left home, he had accumulated a lot of internal strength and practiced many martial arts techniques, even creating a few freestyle moves. However, he did not have a clear understanding of his own strength.

After all, he was called a monster, but he had no idea what level those who held the destiny were at. He only knew that he would either kill the enemy instantly or be captured by the enemy instantly, and there was no certainty at all.

Considering the fates in Journey to the West, he felt that those he could easily kill were probably weak little demons like Benboerba, while those who could easily kill him must be demon kings of all sizes.

However, what Chen Xuan didn't know was that in order to isolate the effects of the illusion, the halo also blocked his spiritual senses and mental perception, so he didn't notice that a team of well-equipped patrolmen was watching his condition nervously not far away.

"Amazing! To be able to summon such powerful energy without even using incantations! No wonder he's a powerful being who killed a god!"

The scout, lying prone in the yellow sand with only his eyes visible through goggles, sighed softly. His comrade immediately nudged him and spoke in a voice encrypted with magic:

"We're going to die! You know he's a powerful expert, yet you still didn't encrypt your words. Even if you're just talking to yourself, you should use your spiritual power to protect yourself. Otherwise, if we attract attention, none of us will survive!"

"Ah!" The scout realized his carelessness and involuntarily shrank back. He breathed a sigh of relief only after confirming that he hadn't attracted attention.
"I'm sorry, I have no experience."

"Don't even mention you, who has experience? I only learned this technique by paying close attention in class when I first joined the company. Who would have thought that a lowly patrolman could actually find such a formidable enemy?"

The old patrolman sighed. Because the divine beings were mutually restraining each other, this land had not seen a war for a long time. They, as patrolmen, only caught smugglers and bandits. They had never encountered any tough opponents.

"Why haven't the reinforcements arrived yet!" Another patrolman tossed a time die, his face showing impatience. This so-called time die is a fairly common timekeeping tool. Priests collect the true name from timekeeping tools such as hourglasses and then assign it to the die. Once the die is thrown, it will automatically roll to the current time. Although the price is not low, it is both portable and cheap compared to clocks.

"It's only been a short time, don't be too nervous..." The veteran was saying when his ears suddenly twitched twice. He immediately turned his head and pressed his ear against the plate that was upside down on the ground. The other soldiers also held their breath and propped themselves up to avoid misjudging the situation because their heartbeats were too close to the ground.

"A large force, coming from Stam, numbering around two hundred, which is three formal squadrons. They are estimated to be about two kilometers away, and should arrive in five minutes if they travel quickly."

Upon hearing this, everyone felt much more relaxed, and the increasingly hot sand beneath them no longer seemed so unbearable.

However, it was clear that more than just a few patrolmen noticed the approaching main force. When the distance closed to within one kilometer, Chen Xuan, who had just finished a set of punches and was practicing his internal energy while sitting cross-legged, suddenly felt a sense of crisis. "This is... my bad luck has been triggered again?" Chen Xuan was very familiar with this feeling, but upon closer examination, he relaxed a little:
"The injury was minor and not fatal; it was like being grazed by an electric scooter."

Don't ask why Chen Xuan can be so precise; it's a long story.

But with this sense of crisis nagging at him, he couldn't continue practicing his skills. He stood up, shook off the sand on his body, circulated his internal energy to get himself into the best state, and searched for the source of the crisis.

Soon, he saw a cloud of smoke.

Chen Xuan, who had never learned how to estimate the number of enemies, felt his scalp tingle as he looked at the billowing dust. He focused his inner energy into his eyes and clearly saw soldiers in full armor, priests in long robes, and monsters arrayed in battle formation.

Chen Xuan's heart leaped into his throat. He instantly pulled out a monster card. He had tried this card several times and had gained some experience with it. Holding the card, he was ready to transform into the White Dragon Horse.

However, he ultimately did not start immediately. The white dragon horse was fast, and could even utilize 300% of his lightness skill, but its endurance was insufficient. It could only run at full speed for about ten minutes, and there was a half-hour fatigue period after that. Judging from the elite level of this group of warriors, he would probably still be caught up.

"Brother, you need to make sure your aperture is strong enough!"

Chen Xuan opened his mouth, wanting to negotiate with these people, but their attitude was obvious. Without even asking any questions, the group of lion-headed, human-bodied soldiers wielding scimitars rushed forward!
Chen Xuan subconsciously activated the Cloud Ladder Leap, lifting himself more than ten meters into the air. Only then did he hear a series of metallic clanging sounds. Looking down, he saw that the lion-headed guards seemed to have crashed into a glass wall. Although they kept waving their weapons, they could only produce a series of crisp sounds.

"Phew, that scared me to death!" Chen Xuan breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this, but before he could land, he saw dozens of soldiers behind the monster raise their spears. The inscriptions on the spears were flashing, as if they were being imbued with some extraordinary power. Then, there were sounds of air being torn apart!
"Ah, I shouldn't have jumped!" Chen Xuan quickly used a Thousand-Pound Drop technique to carefully avoid landing outside the circle, but even so, he still couldn't dodge all the spears.

Seeing the spear approaching, Chen Xuan gritted his teeth, channeled his inner strength, and threw a punch—the Hundred Steps Divine Fist taught by Feng Xue.

However, he was falling at that moment and could not get any leverage from his lower body, so the power of this punch was less than one-tenth. It only managed to deflect the spear by two points and send it flying past his forehead.

Chen Xuan landed on the ground, panting heavily. Feeling the small tuft of hair that had been shaved off his head, a feeling of relief instantly washed over him.

"Big brother, this circle should be a hemisphere. There's no protection beyond the radius..." Chen Xuan calmed his wildly beating heart. Looking at the monster army that had completely surrounded him, Chen Xuan suddenly felt like a mouse surrounded by a cat, with only the invisible wall as a consolation.

(End of this chapter)