Chapter 86: White Monkey of Gorge Mountain

Chapter 86: White Monkey of Gorge Mountain

Chapter 86: White Monkey of Gorge Mountain
However, just as the alien monkey was about to jump onto Song Feng's shoulder at a rapid speed.

Song Feng, who had been standing there with his hands on a cane watching the entire battle, couldn't help but smile:
"How dare you show off your petty skills? When I was taming strange beasts and performing on the streets, you didn't even know where I was!"

After he finished speaking, he raised the walking stick in his hand and flicked it towards the monkey.
"Snapped!"

An inexplicable whip sound suddenly rang out.

Although it was unknown how this cane produced such a crisp sound, the monkey that pounced over was frightened and suddenly shivered when it heard the sound:

"Squeak..."

Looking at the monkey again, he saw that the monkey, which was trembling with fear, was now gently spinning around Song Feng with its two feet on the ground, as if it was testing something.

Seeing this sudden change, Qiu Sheng and Ah Hai, who were just afraid that their seventh uncle would be hurt, could not help but stare in amazement:

“Is this…is this true or false?”

Is this still the wild monkey that just bared its fangs and claws, and beat the two of them up in just three punches and two kicks, making them run away in panic?
Just a whip-like sound made it so scared? If it was that simple, then what were the two of them doing just now?
Moreover, he seemed to hear his seventh uncle say that he had tamed such exotic beasts before. Could it be that practice makes perfect?

Apart from the reason that he had already become proficient in dealing with the exotic beast, Qiu Sheng could not think of any other reason that would allow his seventh uncle to deal with the monkey so easily.

Yes, it's that easy.

Even though the monkey had beaten them both badly just now, the monkey seemed much more restrained in front of Uncle Seventh.

Although still very ferocious.

But when facing his seventh uncle, it was as if the monkeys he had seen performing faced the monkey trainer holding a whip.

Just by seeing this scene, Qiu Sheng knew that this was a sure thing, and his Seventh Uncle would take them directly to the sky!

Just when Qiu Sheng felt that he was safe, he saw a black line suddenly crawling across the forehead of the monkey who was still slowly testing Song Feng:
“Squeak…Ahhh!!!”

Screams suddenly sounded.

Then, the monkey, which did not look very tall just now, seemed to have something flowing on its body.

Although its height remains unchanged.

But the faintly standing hair and the scarlet eyes made it look murderous and crazy.

At this time, the monkey was no longer squeaking, but roaring like a gorilla:

"……roar!!"

At this time, it seemed to no longer be afraid of the whip-like sound, but instead rushed straight forward.

Rumble…

The sound of the foot hitting the ground seemed so heavy that Qiu Sheng's heart couldn't help but jump:
"...Seventh Uncle!"

Seeing the monkey's sudden change, Song Feng showed a thoughtful expression:

"Heh, you're using such despicable tricks again. It seems like you don't have any other skills except for some unorthodox tricks..."

Looking at the monkey that suddenly pounced over with such force that it almost left an afterimage, Song Feng lightly tapped his toes:
"brush!"

The next moment, his whole body seemed to be floating and agile.

The body that was sitting just now suddenly stood up before the monkey arrived, and then moved to the left about an inch as if shrinking the distance.

"Boom!!"

Looking to the side, I saw that the chair made of solid wood had been smashed to pieces by the monkey's crazy pounce.

Qiu Sheng, who was watching the whole process from the side, was stunned:

"Is Seventh Uncle's martial arts so advanced?"

As the saying goes, if your kung fu is one inch higher, it will really be unstoppable.

Although Uncle Seven only moved a few feet, it does not mean that he cannot move widely, but it shows that he has a strong control over the distance.

This martial arts skill is really too high!
The monkey hesitated for a moment when he saw the old man suddenly move away, but then he started to show his monkey boxing skills quickly and cleverly:
“Squeak, squeak, squeak…swish, swish, swish!”

No one knew how the pair of claws were trained, but they emitted a faint glow in the darkness, and looked as if they could easily cut through the flesh.

The terrifying speed made Qiu Sheng and Ah Hai, who were watching the game, feel their hearts tremble with fear:

"...Seventh Uncle, please be careful!"

Qiu Sheng was indeed kicked very badly by the monkey. Although he could move a little, he couldn't get rid of the breath in his chest for a while.

After seeing the monkey rushing over, Song Feng grabbed the cane with one hand, and his whole body was strangely stiff:

"It seems that I have to make a quick decision..."

Thinking of this, he was too lazy to hide anything anymore. He straightened his body and tensed his skin, as if his whole body could burst out with special power.

"Boom!"

First, he jumped three steps like a zombie and jumped out of the monkey's range. Then Song Feng leaned forward straight.

It was like a zombie suddenly jumping out of the ground from where it was lying, except that it was jumping from standing to lying down:

"Snapped!"

While the monkey's movements were stiff and strange, Song Feng's cane skillfully hit the monkey's left big toe:

"Yinbai!"

"Dadu!"

"Taibai!"

The cane tapped him three times lightly, and then he suddenly stood up and jumped to the side like a zombie.

The speed is weirdly fast.

His body was also terribly stiff.

If Qiu Sheng didn't know clearly that it was his seventh uncle, he would have thought it was Old Master Ren who had come back to life.

This is even more zombie-like than a zombie!
However, after he hit it three times, the ferocious monkey seemed to lose its energy:
"Bah..."

The frizzy area below the waist and abdomen began to slowly smooth out, and the legs and feet became thinner.

It is precisely because of this that, although the upper body is still hairy and strange, it feels weak inside:

"...Roar, roar, roar!" After standing up straight, Song Feng gently pushed the cane forward like an antelope hanging its horns:
"Pfft!"

Blood splattered everywhere and brain matter flew everywhere.

The scene was as strange as if the monkey had deliberately hit Song Feng's rattan stick with his temple.

The two sides are not in the same league at all.

Even a layman like Ah Hai knew at this moment that this Seventh Uncle was definitely a great master among great masters:
"Seventh Uncle, you are so amazing!"

Ah Hai was shocked to see the monkey, who had just beaten the two of them with great power and made them run away in fear, now covered in blood on the street.

He was not the only one who was shocked.

Although Qiu Sheng knew that his seventh uncle had an extraordinary background, he did not expect him to be so powerful.

Even when he thought of his seventh uncle's zombie-like figure just now, there was still a trace of longing in his eyes:
"Is this the zombie fist that Uncle Seventh mentioned? This is too powerful..."

After recovering from his shock, Qiu Sheng looked at his seventh uncle who had been holding the cane motionless, and then spoke softly:
"Seventh Uncle, the monkey is dead. You should take a rest. We all know that you killed the monkey..."

Although the action of killing the monkey with a light stick is indeed cool, there is no need to keep that posture at such an old age.

However, after hearing what Qiu Sheng said, Song Feng just lightly leaned on the cane in his hand, but his body remained motionless:
"You all know that I can't move, so why don't you come and help me? If you two brats weren't useless, why would you let an old man like me do this?"

"... Be careful... your waist is sprained..."

Qiu Sheng was a little embarrassed when he heard his seventh uncle say this, but when he heard the rest of the words, he ran over quickly:
"Slow down, slow down... Uncle Seventh, please slow down... Be careful, I'll help you..."

Gently helping Uncle Seven to sit on the chair next to him, Qiu Sheng's face flushed, and he didn't know what to say for a moment:
"Seventh Uncle, I'm sorry... I didn't notice that you had sprained your waist... I..."

Looking at Qiu Sheng, whose face was flushed, Song Feng shook his head, then found a suitable position and gently bumped into the chair:
"Crack!"

A crisp sound was heard, and then Song Feng's slightly hunched body slowly straightened up.

The whole person looked less stiff than when he twisted his waist just now, and instead looked a little more natural:
"It's nothing serious. I'm just old and my arms and legs aren't very strong. I twisted it accidentally."

He gently moved his neck to relax his shoulders, then Song Feng breathed a sigh of relief:
"But it's normal that you are not my opponent. Compared to many strange beasts with strange bodies, humans have the advantage of using tools."

"This monkey is originally a unique species that can only be born among the many white monkeys in Xiashan. It is originally extraordinary and unique."

"Now, there are unorthodox people who have sacrificed their lives to perform many evil spells that stimulate potential."

"If we really talk about it, even a great martial artist would not be able to defeat this kind of alien species with a strange body and magical powers."

"You are still young, so you don't have to worry too much about one or two failures. Just grow up slowly in the future..."

Seeing that his seventh uncle had no intention of blaming him, Qiu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he quickly looked at the monkey in front of him that was killed by his seventh uncle's rattan stick.

Looking closely, I saw that the monkey no longer had its hair standing up and looked so majestic as before.

This is clearly just a monkey corpse that has lost its flesh and blood and looks very dry.

What’s even more terrifying is that the brain and blood, which were bright red just now, turned green in an instant when they fell to the ground.

This doesn't look like a sign that a living monkey has just died. Instead, it looks like someone has used special techniques to prepare it long after its death.

Seeing the miserable state of the monkey, Qiu Sheng understood what his seventh uncle had said:

"No wonder this monkey is so powerful. It turns out there are so many things behind it. In this case, it's not a loss for me to lose..."

Seeing Qiu Sheng suddenly grinning, Song Feng tapped him lightly on the head with his cane:

"I'm telling you its origin not to tell you how powerful it is and make you lose willingly, but to let you know where this thing came from so that you can deal with it in the future!"

When he said this, he gave Ah Hai a look, and then said to Ah Hai:
"Ah Hai, go get a pair of scissors and cut off the three-inch piece of skin on the back of the monkey's head."

"This is a rare humanoid species, even in the spiritual world it is rare to see. These guys really know how to waste good things..."

When he said the last words, Song Feng couldn't help but feel a little bit of pity:

"Even when I was playing with monkeys, I could only helplessly pick out a strong monkey and feed it slowly."

"I didn't expect that the real alien species was obtained by someone else. This theory of destiny is really mysterious and unpredictable..."

Listening to Seventh Uncle's repeated sighs, Ah Hai walked to the side with an embarrassed face and took the scissors.

Then he squatted helplessly beside the monkey and began to cut off the monkey skin according to the instructions of Uncle Seven:
"Ouch...it stinks!"

As soon as he poked a little hole in the skin on the back of the monkey's head, Ah Hai smelled a bad odor.

The stench almost made him pass out.

But despite this, he still stubbornly cut off the small piece of fur, perfectly completing the task assigned by his seventh uncle:

"Seventh Uncle, I have already cut off this piece of fur. What do you think we should do next?"

With his mouth closed and his nose covered, Ah Hai held his breath and asked his seventh uncle how to deal with this thing.

After all, the master is not here, and the seventh uncle is the most important. Who knows what harm this weird thing has? He doesn't want to die in bed for no reason.

Seeing that Ah Hai had such a high execution ability, Song Feng nodded with a smile, and then said to him:
"This alien species has been contaminated now. Only the membrane behind its head has been spared because I pressed its acupoints."

"This thing is a good thing. Wash it with water first, put it in the house to dry, it is still useful..."

After hearing what Uncle Seven said, Ah Hai quickly threw the fur into the basin beside him, and then took a deep breath:
“…Huff…it stinks!”

"The smell is too strong. I think I'll have to soak it overnight to get rid of it. I'll wash it and hang it up tomorrow."

When he said this, Ah Hai looked at his seventh uncle curiously:
"Oh, by the way, Uncle Seven, after we kill this monkey, will they come back and get something else?"

"If it's always something weird like this, it probably won't work if we just rely on the two of us!"

Just a monkey was enough to make them feel helpless. If there was something else, would they be able to handle it?

Looking at the two curious little ones in front of him, Song Feng laughed softly, and he looked very relaxed:

"Don't underestimate yourselves, and don't overestimate your enemies. The reason why this alien species is called an alien species is because it is difficult to obtain."

"If they were lucky enough to get a second alien, they wouldn't have to practice evil ways outside..."

Sure enough, at the moment when Song Feng finished speaking, Uncle Jiu's voice echoed from inside the house:
"……well said!"

(End of this chapter)