The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?!-Chapter 1197 - 745: Asura Liu Zheng, 6 Sun Strike Rocket Fists

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Chapter 1197: Chapter 745: Asura Liu Zheng, 6 Sun Strike Rocket Fists

The Metropolis doesn’t revolve around Liu Zheng alone, at least not now.

So there weren’t any hiccups on the way to appraising the artificial body, and he couldn’t use others to do his dirty work either.

"The appraisal is complete, 2077 says the artificial body is fine, its performance is very powerful. However, he feels this isn’t the limit of this body, it should be able to be stronger."

The nightingale said upon returning.

"Because the Extreme Fury Asura has been seriously injured and needs anger to repair itself as nourishment."

Yong Ren explained.

"Brother, you didn’t mention this earlier."

Liu Zheng glanced at him and said.

"Little brother, if it were the complete version of the Extreme Fury Asura, you wouldn’t be able to handle it anyway. Here, I’ll compensate you with three relics, is that enough?"

Yong Ren’s face showed pain as he took out three irregular grey-white spheres from his pocket.

"What’s the use of this?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"The Extreme Fury Asura was originally a guardian monk, so it can use relics as high-purity energy to boost performance briefly or unleash powerful moves."

Yong Ren explained.

"Oh, got it."

It’s like nitrous boost.

"How much did the appraisal fee cost?"

Liu Zheng asked the nightingale.

"No appraisal fee was charged, but 2077 asks you to visit him when you have the chance; he wants to further study the Extreme Fury Asura."

The nightingale replied.

"Ugh, I’d rather he charged me an appraisal fee."

He pursed his lips and said.

Just thinking about being handled by a nerd all over, maybe even thoroughly explored, made him uncomfortable.

Liu Zheng shook his head, trying to dispel those nauseating images.

"Then install the artificial body for me."

He said.

"Okay."

Yong Ren took out the Extreme Fury Asura, Doctor Nile and the nightingale were also ready.

There’s nothing much to say about the installation process, just Doctor Nile pulling him out of the jar and then the nightingale shoving him into the mouth of the Extreme Fury Asura.

The white-haired man’s head was like a hood that covered Liu Zheng’s head, and then it was quickly absorbed.

His original black seaweed hair turned white, his eyeballs also took on a white glaze-like appearance, and his face gained many black streaks, with a slight adjustment to his facial features.

Overall, he looked more human than before, but also more off-putting.

"Is this the artificial body?"

Liu Zheng stood up, examining his new body.

Fiery energy, thick like lava, flowed through the cracks all over his body, holding a strong metallic feeling yet looking full of vibrant vitality.

"A normal artificial body doesn’t look anything like yours; they’re either very unlike humans or very much like them. Yours looks more like some rich artificial body enthusiast going wild with materials and haphazard designs."

The nightingale ridiculed.

"As long as it’s strong enough."

Liu Zheng clenched his fist.

Even though he couldn’t see the Extreme Fury Asura’s interface, and the system didn’t pop up with item descriptions, it didn’t prevent him from feeling the surging power within.

"Should I find someone to test it out?"

His gaze swept over Yong Ren, then Doctor Nile and Niu Daji, finally settling on Panda’s big face.

"Ah..."

Liu Zheng just prepared to speak when he suddenly blurred out.

He blinked, and where he stood was no longer the clinic’s living room, but the magnificent and solemn Zacang Hall.

Under those statues, sometimes merciful, sometimes terrifying, countless scriptures were worshipped, each a treasure carrying supreme truth.

However, inside the entire hall, no one was praying to Buddha, nor was anyone chanting scriptures.

Monks in red or yellow robes were loudly laughing and chatting, one monk was embracing the nightingale and Sea Girl, another was crushing Doctor Nile and mixing him into Tsampa to eat, and another monk had made a human pot out of Guo Koutangzi, throwing the seasoning crew and Niu Daji, Ah Bao into the pot to boil.

Yet another monk was smiling at the crowd, riding none other than Niu Ma.

A chain of countless small swastikas pierced through its brain, coming out of two ears, and the head of the chain was held in the monk’s hand.

"Still looking? Get lost!"

Niu Ma opened its mouth, roaring at Liu Zheng, then stood up, blocking the monk’s gaze with its body.

"If someone’s gonna kick me out, it should be you kicking me out, boss."

Liu Zheng’s mouth was smiling, but his expression was ghastly due to anger, red energy shooting out from the cracks in his body like blood, then transforming into boundless fury.

"Six Sun Strike Rocket Fists!"

He lifted his six arms, punching towards the monk sitting on Niu Ma.

Flames spat out from the cracks in his arms like rocket launch tail flames.

"Green Lotus Body Protection!"

The monk’s ten fingers were flat, fingertips touching, palms hollow, raising both hands like an unopened lotus.

This was the Unclad Lotus Mudra from the twelve mudras of Esoteric Buddhism; using this mudra to cast "Green Lotus Body Protection" significantly increased its effectiveness.

Suddenly released Buddha light, golden Buddha light transformed into lotus petals tinged with green and pink, swiftly enveloping the monk.

"Incredible!

Feeling the constant tremor of the protective Buddha light, Yong Ren couldn’t help wiping his sweat.

He couldn’t tell if Liu Zheng was influenced by Extreme Fury Asura or simply wanted to burn bridges.

Why not attack others but attack him, and besides, he wasn’t bald now.

However, since Yong Ren dared to sell this artificial body to Liu Zheng, he naturally prepared countermeasures.

He clenched his ten fingers, his left hand forward, precisely the External Binding Mudra among the nine great mudras.

"Liu Zheng, do you remember who you are?"

Yong Ren shouted loudly, Buddha light spewing from his mouth forming a Vajra Pestle hitting Liu Zheng’s forehead, sparks scattering.