Jackie Chan Adventures: I, the Holy Lord's Brother!

Chapter 53 Cow Talisman

“Just like, the great you!”

Bess spoke very quickly, her hands stretched in the air trembling slightly, and a kind of madness emanated from her whole body.

It was as if he was a devout believer, showing his burning heart to the god he believed in without reservation!

Shentian seemed a little shocked.

If Bess was born in the chaotic era, with the ambition and aspirations revealed by the latter at this moment, he would definitely become a powerful monarch demon.

It's a pity that I was born at the wrong time.

With a sigh, Shen Tian said, "Yes, I am still missing six talismans. Once you find any two of them, I will use the power of the devil to transform you into a true demon."

"Really?!" Beth stepped forward excitedly.

At this time, a shadow warrior rose from the ground and held down the overly excited Bess with one hand.

Shen Tian said helplessly, "Stop doubting my credibility. I know that demons are insidious and cunning in your history and mythology."

"But I'm different. I know that only mutual benefit can lead to win-win cooperation. So you don't have to doubt my promise. Just go for it."

"I understand." Beth held the statue tightly, as if she had figured something out.

.........

Soon, half a month later.

Mexico, underground arena.

This is the largest underground arena in Mexico, gathering the best gladiators in Mexico. People of all kinds come and go just to watch a thrilling fight.

At this moment, night is gradually falling, and brilliant neon lights shine out from the arena, indicating that the fight tonight is about to begin.

At this time, behind the scenes of the arena, in the gladiators' private lounge, a figure wearing adventure clothes was pushed out rudely.

"I'll say this one last time. The Bull Warrior will never take off his mask."

"But now there are evil people eyeing your mask. If you don't hand it over to me, you will be in danger."

"Hmph, Bull Warrior is never afraid of danger!" said the man in the lounge, and then slammed the iron door shut.

Looking at the iron door in front of him that was several centimeters thick, Jackie Chan, who had been frustrated, could only sigh, walk out from behind the scenes and head towards the audience.

Because he knows,
The Black Hand gang will show up soon.

Since he couldn't persuade the Bull Warrior to hand over the talisman to him for the time being, he could only stay by the Bull Warrior's side to prevent the black hand from taking the talisman away.

Jackie Chan found his seat according to his ticket and just sat down when he heard a familiar, youthful voice: "Good evening, Uncle Long, are you coming to watch the thrilling Mexican gladiatorial contest?"

"Of course not, Xiaoyu, I'm here to find..."

Jackie Chan answered subconsciously, but halfway through his answer he suddenly realized what was happening. He turned his head and looked at the petite figure beside him in disbelief, saying, "Xiaoyu! Why are you here?"

"Of course I'm going to fly! Do I have to walk from San Francisco to Mexico?"

"And it's not just me, Dad is here too!" Xiaoyu naturally moved aside to reveal her father behind her.

Seeing Jackie Chan, Dad smiled and greeted him: "Good evening, Jackie Chan~"

"Dad? Why are you here too? Weren't you studying magic in the store?" Jackie Chan opened his eyes wide.

He really couldn't imagine what excuse Xiaoyu used to make her father, who had guarded the attic all his life, willingly leave San Francisco.

Dad smiled, took out a lizard tail from the pocket of his woolen coat, and said, "Dad has developed a magic to expel the shadow soldiers, so Jackie Chan, you don't have to worry about Dad."

"And Dad also wants to see the magic power of the other eleven spells. This will be of great help to Dad in his research on righteous magic." "Okay~"

Jackie Chan's way of compromise.

"Yeah, I can finally watch the fight!" Xiaoyu jumped onto the stool excitedly.

Jackie Chan quickly pushed Xiaoyu back to her seat before the people in the back row got angry, and the three of them waited for the fight to begin tonight.

Not long after, the lights in the arena suddenly went out, and the entire arena was plunged into darkness.

Just when Jackie Chan thought that the Black Hand Gang had appeared, two spotlights suddenly projected onto the ring in front of him, or to be more precise, onto the two figures standing on the ring.

One of them wore a bull-faced mask and was tall and strong. Every muscle on his body showed obvious signs of exercise, revealing just the right amount of firmness. He was the bull warrior who possessed the bull talisman.

The Bull Warrior's opponent is a man wearing a dog-face mask and brown camouflage uniform.

Compared to the tall bull warrior, the dog-faced man is obviously smaller.

But for some reason, whenever Jackie Chan's eyes fell on the dog-faced man's military combat boots, he always felt a sense of inexplicable familiarity.

Unfortunately, Jackie Chan couldn't remember where he had seen him before. Between the bull warrior and the dog-faced man walked a host holding a microphone.

The host stepped forward and said, "I'm Mr. York. First of all, I'd like to welcome everyone to Mexico to participate in the annual wrestling festival."

"This is a very important day for us in Mexico. I would like to express my gratitude to everyone for coming!"

"Next, let me briefly introduce to you the two gladiators participating in the fight today."

"First of all, the man standing to my left is no stranger to everyone. He's none other than Mr. Bull Warrior, the man who has won numerous championship belts!"

As York finished speaking, the Bull Warrior raised his hands to show the gorgeous golden belt around his waist.

Everyone in the venue also shouted at this moment;

"Come on, Bull Warrior!"

"Bull Warrior, I want to see you use the Taishan Pressure to defeat your opponent in three moves!"

"Bull Warrior, I'm your fan, can you give me an autograph?"

"Bull Warrior, Bull Warrior, Bull Warrior!"

The noisy cheers soon turned into uniform shouts, which showed that the Bull Warrior had a very high status in everyone's hearts.

Fortunately, York put down his hand in time, signaling everyone to be quiet: "Okay, now I will introduce another contestant to everyone."

"This friend wearing the dog mask is called Bai Si. He's a wrestler we invited from the faraway United States. He has a pretty good record."

"But since this is an exhibition match, I hope that both of you will give it your all while also being able to stop at the right time!"

"Then I won't say any more nonsense. Now please both sides bump fists!" York raised his right hand, took a step back, and motioned for the two to bump fists as a gesture of friendship.

Bai Si and the Bull Warrior looked at each other, then simultaneously extended their right fists and lightly collided with each other.

Just at the moment of the collision, the Bull Warrior, who had been in the arena for many years, felt a little unusual from Bai Si's strength.

The other party seemed to have a hint of murderous intent.

However, Bull Warrior did not express it directly. As long as he stood on the fighting ring, he was confident that he could defeat anyone.

York, who was closest to the two, seemed to sense the faint fighting spirit in the air and immediately said, "I declare the match begin!"

(End of this chapter)