Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey! Chapter 1771 - 411: Zhu Rong Divine Fire Palm, Ultimate Strike Against the Demon Slayer Monk

The proficiency of the two in Qinggong and the depth of their cultivation techniques were made evident.

Both the Earth Store Nine Transformations and the Wudang Tiyunzong are premier Qinggong skills of this era, surpassing even the Heaven and Earth Transposition flash technique employed by Chen Jie.

Currently, the Demon Slayer Monk employed the Earth Store Nine Transformations, steadily closing the distance on Chen Jie to apply pressure. He simultaneously channeled all his power to enhance his Qinggong’s elusiveness, making it nearly impossible for Chen Jie to pinpoint his exact location.

Essentially, his aim was to create psychological distress for Chen Jie, hoping he would lose composure and make the first move. The moment Chen Jie committed to such an attack,

it would be akin to a child dropping a live grenade, leaving themselves vulnerable to the enemy's advance.

However, the child held the grenade, a weapon capable of obliterating the attacker. If the child refrained from throwing it, the enemy would hesitate to press the attack forcefully, resorting instead to gradual pressure until the child's resolve crumbled.

This was precisely the mindset of the Demon Slayer Monk as he edged closer to Chen Jie, intensifying the pressure.

Chen Jie perceived the Demon Slayer Monk's strategy clearly, yet he remained composed. He understood he was not a child and possessed means of defense even if the Demon Slayer Monk managed to get close.

Furthermore, Chen Jie still held the potential for a decisive, single-strike victory. At this juncture, the highest probability of success still rested with him.

Moreover, Chen Jie was confident his mental fortitude was on par with the Demon Slayer Monk's. Even with the opponent's continuous psychological assault, he was not entirely without resilience. Suddenly, Chen Jie pondered: if the adversary wished to employ pressure tactics,

why not turn this psychological warfare back on him?

As a strategic ploy, he would make the opponent believe his mental state was fracturing, that he could no longer withstand the incoming assault, and then...

In a fleeting moment, Chen Jie formulated his tactical plan.

True warfare hinges on strategy; combat demands strength first, then intelligence. Strength devoid of intelligence is recklessness, while intelligence without strength is mere bravado.

Only the fusion of intelligence and strength guarantees triumph.

Grasping this principle, Chen Jie inhaled deeply. It was time to showcase his exceptional acting prowess.

With this resolve, Chen Jie deliberately slowed his movements, making them appear stiff. He concurrently circulated his Qi, forcing beads of cold sweat to appear on his forehead and trickle down his temples, projecting an image of intense strain.

He then simulated swallowing, his fingers twitching as if his palms were slick with sweat.

Witnessing Chen Jie's feigned distress, the Demon Slayer Monk smirked, confident his ploy was succeeding. It appeared Chen Jiusi couldn't handle the pressure!

Seeing him falter, perhaps his mind had already fractured.

Dealing with someone like that was straightforward.

The Demon Slayer Monk knew precisely how to handle individuals like Chen Jie, who possessed weak psychological resilience. He continued to decrease the distance, while Chen Jie's apparent nervousness intensified, the cold sweat on his face becoming more pronounced.

His complexion flushed further, his gaze grew unfocused, suggesting he had reached the absolute limit of mental breakdown.

Observing Chen Jie's condition, the Demon Slayer Monk recognized the opportune moment to spring his trap.

His immediate goal was to bait Chen Jie into unleashing the formidable Zhu Rong Divine Fire Palm.

But how could he trick Chen Jie into deploying this ultimate technique?

Anyone familiar with strategic combat knew that feigning actions was a highly effective method to lure an opponent into revealing their ace.

With this insight, the Demon Slayer Monk suddenly shifted his weight, propelling himself towards Chen Jie with the ferocity of a predator lunging for its prey.

He threw a vicious punch towards Chen Jie, bellowing, "Perish by my hand!"

As the direct strike flew towards Chen Jie, the latter reacted with feigned shock and stupefaction, instinctively launching a palm strike.

"Zhu Rong Divine Fire Palm!"

As the palm unleashed its power, sensing the terrifying Zhu Rong Divine Fire Palm hurtling towards him, the Demon Slayer Monk recoiled in alarm. He hastily activated his Earth Store Nine Transformations with every ounce of his might, narrowly avoiding the attack as it grazed his scalp.

Whew!

Recognizing the terrifying might of that palm strike, the Demon Slayer Monk exhaled in relief, having narrowly escaped utter destruction. Since the blast had passed harmlessly by his head, the attack posed no further threat.

Reflecting on his close call, the Demon Slayer Monk couldn't help but laugh mockingly, "Chen Jiusi, oh Chen Jiusi, you truly are predictable!"

"You panic and unleash your trump card before I even get close. This time, surely you cannot escape your demise!"

With those words, the Demon Slayer Monk advanced on Chen Jie once more, though he paused his assault, eager to witness the despair, regret, and fury on Chen Jie's face. However, this time, his anticipation was met with disappointment.

None at all, absolutely none; Chen Jie’s face remained unexpectedly calm, remarkably composed, as though the missed strike held absolutely no significance.

How could this be? How could he possibly wear such an expression? Was it conceivable that everything had unfolded precisely as he anticipated?

No, that was utterly impossible. He had, quite clearly, been so nervous that he lost his sanity, obviously terrified into a state of mental collapse. It was inconceivable that he could maintain such a pleasant mood; something had to be amiss, something was most certainly wrong!

With this thought, the Demon Slayer Monk’s countenance shifted drastically.

A sudden insight pierced through his mind; perhaps this fellow had simply been scared into a state of bewildered shock.

Yes, that was it, undoubtedly dazed from sheer terror!

He must be feeling utterly doomed, having exhausted his final gambit, left with no other recourse. Thus, his mind had fractured, and he was finally, finally dazed from fear!

Comprehending this, a chilling smile touched the Demon Slayer Monk’s lips as he declared, "I shall strike while you are weakened, taking your life. Since you are dazed from fear, then perish by my hand!"

Having uttered these words, he unleashed a ferocious punch directly at Chen Jie. This strike was imbued with nearly all of his strength, brimming with explosive power.