Zongman: This Holy Lord just wants friendly communication

As if breaking free from the constraints of gravity, he ran sideways with smooth and seamless movements, displaying extraordinary agility and courage between life and death.

"Suffer to death!"

The roar from the sky was like the roar of thunder.

“Crows fly!”

Ah Fu was like a god of war descending from the sky, swooping down from the sky with great momentum, as if he was going to crush Jackie Chan. His figure in the sunlight looked like a black god of death, instantly closing the distance between him and Jackie Chan.

A life-and-death chase is played out fiercely in these ancient ruins, as if the symphony of fate is reaching its most exciting climax. Life and death hang on a thread, and every second is thrilling and suffocating.

Jackie Chan knew that the moment was extremely dangerous and he held the Siwa Temple bracelet tightly in his hand.

The cool touch seemed to inject strength into him. His eyes were sharp as a torch, locking onto the complex terrain ahead. His brain was working rapidly, planning an escape route.

He dodged a sudden boulder and rolled over, and when he stood up he had changed direction and ran towards a dense bush, trying to use the vegetation to interfere with Ah Fu's pursuit.

Ah Fu was not willing to give up. The moment he landed, he stirred up a cloud of dust. He pushed the ground hard with his feet and shot out again. His arms stretched out like a roc spreading its wings, locking onto Jackie Chan's figure tightly.

"Don't even think about escaping!"

The roar caused the surrounding leaves to fall. He charged like a wild bull, knocking aside the bushes blocking the road. The branches hit his face, leaving bloody marks.

He paid no attention to it, with only Jackie Chan running away in front of him, and murderous intent surging in his eyes like a tsunami.

The two men, one chasing and the other fleeing, shuttled between the ruins, startling the flocks of birds and seeming to disturb the peaceful order of this place that had been sleeping for thousands of years.

Ancient monuments bear witness to this thrilling battle between good and evil. The dust of time is stirred up again, as if history itself is holding its breath for this tense chase.

No one knows who the balance of fate will tilt towards in the end. Only the sounds of wind, footsteps and roars interweave to play the melody of this adventure full of dangers.

At the edge of that quaint and quiet wilderness, time seems to have stood still. Only the breeze blows gently, stirring the surrounding grass and trees, making rustling sounds, as if telling the secrets of the past.

Suddenly, there was an earth-shattering "bang!"

The silence was broken, as if a prehistoric beast that had been sleeping for thousands of years suddenly awakened and let out an angry roar.

Ah Fu looked like a mad war god, with his muscles bulging and veins bulging, like angry little snakes twisting under his skin, wrapped in a tremendous force, like a cannonball fired from the furnace of hell, rushing down with incredible speed.

His thick leg muscles were stretched to the extreme, each muscle contained amazing explosive power, and with a whistling wind that seemed to cut through the air like a sharp blade, his big foot kicked Jackie Chan's abdomen accurately.

As the kick took place, Jackie Chan felt a surging force like an overwhelming tidal wave instantly swallowing him up. His body instantly lost balance and he flew backwards uncontrollably.

Chapter 151 Thank you for your advice, Hamster——!

He subconsciously shouted: "Ah - bad luck!!!"

The sound was like the cry of a lone goose, echoing in the air, revealing endless embarrassment and astonishment.

Fortunately, after Jackie Chan's body drew a nearly perfect arc in the air, he landed squarely on the water wheel as if blessed by a god.

He reacted very quickly and stood up steadily with a somersault, as nimble and light as a swallow skimming the water.

His eyes instantly became as sharp as torches, fixed tightly on Ah Fu, and the vigilance was like a materialized flame burning in his eyes.

“Hamster on the wheel!”

Ah Fu seemed to have completely fallen into the rage of a wild beast, his reason being devoured by anger and murderous intent.

It suddenly jumped high up, and its huge body rushed towards the wheel like a collapsing mountain or a falling meteorite.

The force was so incredible, like a giant meteor hitting the earth.

The entire waterwheel shook violently under the force and pressed down hard under the heavy load, causing the wooden structure to creak.

It made a creaking sound that made one's teeth ache and one's soul tremble, as if a waterwheel was wailing in despair.

The waterwheel turned slightly with difficulty, like an old man staggering on the ice, and every inch of rotation was accompanied by a heart-pounding tremor.

In a moment, the support that supported the rotation of the waterwheel could not withstand the violent impact. It was like a rotten branch suddenly breaking in the strong wind, and turned into several large pieces of scattered wood fragments, flying everywhere like hidden weapons.

At this time, Jackie Chan was like an extremely agile macaque. He flashed to the other side of the waterwheel in the blink of an eye, tapped his feet lightly, and used the force to fly towards the shore.

The movements were smooth and seamless, and each step was precisely placed on the balance point of the waterwheel structure, leveraging the momentum to exert force, demonstrating extraordinary body skills and agility.

On the other hand, Ah Fu, because he used too much force, stayed at the highest point of the waterwheel, with a look of shock on his face, like a beast trapped in a quagmire, watching its prey escape but unable to get out.

"Click"

"thump"

The sound of the support breaking completely was like a death sentence, and the waterwheel was like a wild horse running away.

It broke free from its restraints in an instant, wrapped in billowing smoke and dust, like a mad steel monster, rolling madly towards the distance, unstoppable.

Wherever it passed, the land seemed to be plowed by a sharp blade, raising clouds of dust.

"what--"

Ah Fu was terrified, and instinctively held the wheel tightly with both hands. As it rolled further and further away, his voice gradually became weaker, but he still roared unwillingly: "I will catch you, Jackie Chan——!"

The voice was like a curse, drifting slowly in the wilderness, revealing endless persistence and unwillingness.

"Well, Alfu has learned a new trick. Maybe it's called the hamster wheel."

Jackie Chan tightly grasped the Siwa Temple bracelet in both hands, as if he was holding the rarest treasure in the world. He looked so cautious and proud, as if a child had obtained his favorite candy.

The corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a row of white teeth. He put his hands on his hips and smiled, with teasing and mockery in his eyes, as if this thrilling chase was just a lighthearted joke.

"Thank you for your advice, Hamster-!"

When Ah Fu's figure was completely out of sight, Jackie Chan shouted at the top of his voice. His voice was like the sound of a huge bell, drifting slowly in the open field, startling a group of birds, which fluttered their wings and flew high.

……

The bamboo forest is quiet and beautiful, like a paradise. The breeze blows gently, and the bamboo leaves rustle, as if whispering the poetry of nature.

Jiang Shi Nian stood there, like a devil from the dark night, his scarlet eyes like burning charcoal.

A mysterious and dangerous light flickered in the darkness, and a hoarse and low sound sounded like the cry of a night owl, breaking the silence of the bamboo forest.

"You said that the wheel hit Ah Fu?"

The black shadow ninja beside him was like a ghost, his figure was illusory, as if he was just a shadow, and he nodded respectfully, as if the most loyal subject was facing the emperor.

Afterwards, his figure seemed to blend into the shadows, silently and without a trace, as if he had never appeared. Only Jiang Shinen remained alone in the quiet bamboo forest, as if he was contemplating some grand ambition.

"Puchi~" The beautiful little girl next to her couldn't help but cover her mouth and laughed secretly.

"What are you laughing at?" Jiang Shinian glanced at her.

"Hehe~ It's nothing, master, I just thought of some happy things." Xiaoying's expression immediately became serious.

Jiang Shi Nian shook his head.

This Xiaoying, after his resurrection, seems to be more human.

Moreover, the magical power of his rat talisman would nourish Xiaoying from time to time.

This makes her humanity more abundant.

"Humph, let him continue to cause trouble for Jackie Chan. Just don't let him show up here."

Jiang Shi Nian snorted softly, as if an emperor was giving an order; his voice was low but unquestionable, revealing the domineering aura of dominating everything.

The black shadow was like black lightning, disappearing into the darkness in an instant, as if being swallowed by a dark beast. The bamboo forest seemed to have never been disturbed and was as quiet as before. Only Jiang Shinen was there, and he seemed to be planning a bigger chess game.

"It's still some time before dark."

Jiang Shi Nian raised his head, his eyes penetrating through the gaps between the bamboo leaves, gazing at the bright sun in the sky.

The rosy glow was like a gorgeous silk ribbon, spreading out wantonly, dyeing the sky orange-red, illuminating the mountains and rivers, and covering everything with a layer of golden gauze.

His figure was like a wisp of smoke, disappearing in a flash, and in a moment he was in his own space, as if he had stepped into another dimension, mysterious and unknown.

"Since the release of the ultimate mission, the system hasn't released any missions to me for a while. It's like it's completely silent."

Jiang Shi Nian walked to the bedside, his body seemed to lose gravity, slowly floating up and down, landing on the bed, his brows slightly furrowed, like a ripple on the surface of a deep lake, and he fell into deep thought.

"Besides the one time I had the chance to travel through time, which I obtained by completing a mission when I first came to this world, the system has never released any missions related to the number of times I can travel through time since then."

He narrowed his eyes, his gaze like a sharp blade, as if he wanted to analyze the deep meaning of the system, as if he was playing a game with an invisible opponent, trying to see through the layout behind the chessboard.

"This opportunity to travel through time seems to be used to save my life."

Jiang Shi Nian murmured to himself, with a faint bitter smile on his lips, as if he knew what fate was playing on him, but had no choice but to accept it.

"System, I love you so much."

The tone of voice suddenly changed, full of teasing and mockery, as if it was a joke between old friends.

"But system, you really haven't made any movement for a long time, aren't you going to move twice?"

After a brief silence, Jiang Shi Nian spoke again, his tone mixed with helplessness and impatience, as if he was a pet waiting to be fed by its owner, and started to get angry after not getting food for a long time.

"...Are you placing the system? What is your purpose?"

There was another round of silence. He asked like a venting child, "Why is your system different from others'? Why can't you let me upgrade my breathing?"

Shaking his head as if to shake off his messy thoughts, Jiang Shi Nian's gaze fell on the attribute panel, like a general reviewing military intelligence, his eyes focused and sharp.

Chapter 152: Space is upgraded to the world!

【Properties Panel】

[Name]: Jiang Shi Nian (Holy Lord)

[Race]: True Fire Dragon (common species, can evolve)

[Pet]: Big Turtle

【Title】：Sharing the beauty of the moon from afar

[Abilities]: Favored by the Black Qi, True Fire Dragon Body, Master of Flames, Master of Ninja, Master of Yingquan, Turning Stillness into Movement, Infinite Strength, Instant Teleportation, Flame Blast, Hidden Power, Cure All Diseases, Out-of-Body Soul, Electric Eyes, Eliminate Your Weapons, Mastery of Summoning Creatures, Low-Level Magic

[Props]: Yingquan, Nijia Mask, Personal Space Upgrade Scroll (Large)

[Number of friendly exchanges among the heavens and the worlds]: 0 times

"Well……"

Jiang Shi Nian touched his chin with his handsome dragon claws and fell into reminiscence.

Since the battle with Jackie Chan, everything has been in turmoil, like a surging tide, one wave after another, leaving him no time to take care of anything else.