The sharp Sword Qi, carrying an irresistible mighty force, struck the large sword, causing Pang Peng’s huge body to lose balance. He was sent flying and crashed into a bush.
Wen Wen looked at the exquisite sword sheath and nodded satisfactorily, finding the item genuinely impressive.
Suddenly, several white orbs of light moved erratically toward him; Wen Wen faced them with a short sword in one hand and the sword sheath in the other.
Given Wen Wen’s current physical condition, handling multiple attacks at once was somewhat challenging, but he gradually found joy in it.
"This thing, it’s like playing dodgeball, just a bit more advanced."
Perhaps due to their numbers, the trajectories of these white orbs were easy to predict; after getting used to them, Wen Wen’s movements became smaller and more composed.
Liu Shang watched Wen Wen’s unmistakenly joyful smile at the corner of his mouth, and cold sweat gradually formed on his forehead.
He knew that the deacons of Glory Church rarely experienced battle, and their strength couldn’t compare to that of Demon Hunters who fought on the frontlines.
Yet he hadn’t expected that a rookie who had only been a Demon Hunter for a few months could easily suppress them!
"Is this the strength of a Demon Hunter..."
Liu Shang’s expression turned bitter, knowing that besides a few clerics like Yan Xiu who worked in the Demon Hunter Association, the young generation of Glory Church was mostly at his level.
Glory Church had been immersed in its past glories for too long, unaware that they had been far outpaced.
After playing around for a while, Wen Wen found those white orbs of light somewhat boring. His eyes flashed sharply, and with his left hand, he aimed at Liu Shang, firing a white beam of light.
This was an attack of Liu Shang’s own!
Watching the white light, Liu Shang’s pupils slightly contracted but he made no move to dodge.
Following that, Pang Peng’s huge body blocked the path of the white light, and his large sword struck it, directly diverting the beam off course.
Right after the white light, Wen Wen quickly jumped forward, his sword striking the large sword, pinning it down so it couldn’t even be swung.
Just as Wen Wen was about to press his attack, another white light shot out, forcing him to retreat as the two men stood together, warily watching him.
Wen Wen squinted at the two, noticing a deep gash on Pang Peng’s large sword, likely made by his own Sword Qi just now.
"That big guy is quite durable, and that short one’s attack style is a lot like Yan Xiu’s... One attacks, one defends, making them quite difficult to handle."
While saying it was difficult, Wen Wen’s body lowered again then he charged forward like an arrow—relishing the challenge the difficult fight presented.
Pang Peng and Liu Shang were on high alert, with Pang Peng blocking Wen Wen’s assaults while Liu Shang supported him from behind. Their teamwork was seamless and well-coordinated, proving to be much more troublesome than the Tyrant Chicken Duo had been.
"The fatty is all clad in armor made of Supernatural Items, which is why he’s so durable. He must be a Holy Knight inherited by Glory Church, so that short one would then be a Divine Technician."
In the records Wen Wen had seen, natural superpower users were actually quite rare in Glory Church.
Their strength all derived from the creator they worshipped, as well as the creator’s angels.
As long as one had talent and sufficient devotion, they could receive powers similar to those of superpower users from these beings.
The Strength was generally divided into two types, the melee-focused Holy Knights and the ranged Divine Technicians.
Given the vast number of angels, their abilities were not considered monotonous, yet they could not compare with the myriad and bizarre superpower users.
Therefore, to compensate for their weaknesses in ability, the people of Glory Church usually operated in pairs, and Pang Peng and Liu Shang were the typical Glory Church duo.
As Wen Wen fought, he analyzed the combat patterns of the two, searching for their weaknesses, and the more he fought, the more excited and twisted his smile became. If it weren’t for the fact that he was running too fast, which would have made the wind blow into his mouth if he opened it, he would have laughed out loud.
In fact, Wen Wen had never understood those who moved at high speeds while laughing crazily. Even if superpower users had air in their stomachs, they must fart, right?
Although this fight, compared to Wen Wen giving it his all, could only be considered minor skirmishing, using his own Strength for the fight brought him more pleasure than simply crushing with monster’s Strength.
Pang Peng and Liu Shang, however, grew more and more frightened as the fight progressed. Why did the Demon Hunter opposite them seem to be getting happier, and why was his fighting style becoming wilder?
The two exchanged glances, both filled with apprehension.
"We can’t keep this up, Deacon Pang, summon the Angel of Universal Light!"
Pang Peng nodded, gritted his teeth, and knelt on one knee towards the direction of the rooftop statue, muttering a prayer of unclear meaning.
Wen Wen’s eyes lit up, wanting to take the opportunity to stab Pang Peng with his short sword, but just as he ran halfway, the angel statue on top of the church began to emit an endless glow.
This glow formed an intangible restraint that prevented Wen Wen from moving.
"You laugh, laugh again."
Pang Peng stood up, sneered at Wen Wen, and then kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying several meters away.
Compared to his endurance, this fatty’s Strength was somewhat weak. Wen Wen lay on the ground showing a disappointed expression, "Really boring. This fight was equally matched; you guys actually didn’t dare to continue fighting with me. Are all of you from Glory Church such cowards?"
Being restrained, Wen Wen did not feel scared, just a bit regretful.
The battle had just intensified when it abruptly stopped, feeling just like having to suddenly stop peeing halfway through, which was very uncomfortable for Wen Wen.
Liu Shang restrained Pang Peng, who wanted to beat up Wen Wen, and respectfully said to the angel statue, "Angel of Universal Light, please check if the item is on him."
The angel statue flew down from the top of the church, and its eyes emitted a burst of soft white light that shone on Wen Wen. After a moment, it shook its head at Liu Shang.
This indicated that the item they were looking for was not on Wen Wen, and he hadn’t even come into contact with it.
Liu Shang sighed, confirming that the fight should not have happened in the first place.
"Detective Wen, now all you have to do is sign a contract promising not to disclose any of today’s events, and I can let you go."
Pang Peng pushed Liu Shang aside, angrily saying, "Liu Shang, have you gone mad? He almost killed me just now!"
"You saw too, he has no connection with that item, and we initiated this dispute, we can’t afford to offend the Hunters Association over this!"
This time, Liu Shang didn’t yield to Pang Peng’s hot-headedness. If they let a Demon Hunter die in their hands without any reason, not only the Hunters Association but even the bishop wouldn’t let them off.
Watching the two argue, Wen Wen sighed, then shouted loudly, "Wait, stop for a moment. You guys might have something wrong here, I’m the Demon Hunter, I should be considering whether to let you guys go!"