Six Harmonies Great Spear
Li Shuwen hadn't used his spear techniques in a long time, not because he couldn't, but because they were simply too powerful.
With just his fists, he was already unbeatable throughout the world. Who could possibly force him to unleash the advanced version of Baji Quan, the Six Harmonies Great Spear?
Right now, it was merely a whim, a bit of an itch to use his skills.
"Ah!!"
Over a dozen Celtic Warriors didn't retreat just because their comrades were sent flying. Instead, their ferocity was ignited, and they charged at Li Shuwen.
These warriors were wider than two Li Shuwens put together. Compared to them, the old man truly seemed incredibly slender.
He looked frail and delicate, but the very next second…
"Bang bang bang!"
Three explosive sounds. The warriors didn't even see how the Long Spear in Li Shuwen's hand moved before the three soldiers at the very front were sent flying, spinning like tops and rolling a long way after they landed.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, arrows attacked. Ancient archers were truly formidable. An archer who could draw a mighty bow possessed unparalleled arm strength, and the arrows they shot were more ferocious than bullets!
Yet, Li Shuwen still shook his spear fiercely!
"Bang bang bang!"
Three arrows were deflected. Then, Li Shuwen lunged forward, and the sounds of "bang bang bang" were continuous.
Mo Shuying saw clearly that Li Shuwen hadn't actually intended to kill these Celtic Warriors. In Li Shuwen's eyes, they were still ordinary people. Anyway, after his single strike, these Celtic soldiers couldn't get up, lying on the ground with their butts in the air, so there was no need to wipe them out completely.
Soon.
"Thwack!"
The last archer was pursued by Li Shuwen and knocked down with a single spear thrust. After stretching his muscles, Li Shuwen casually threw the Long Spear in his hand, hitting a Celtic Warrior who had just pulled out a strange object.
The warrior cried out in pain and let go, and a round object rolled out. It was a red bead, and this red bead was flashing, blinking…
Just like…
A signal light!
"Everyone! We've detected a large number of Pseudo-Spirit Origin reactions approaching! It seems there's even a real Servant among them! You need to be careful!"
Dr. Roman's voice came through. Mo Shuying frowned, walked over, and picked up the bead. He glanced at the Celtic soldier lying on the ground, whose eyes were still incredibly malicious and filled with killing intent as he stared at him. Mo Shuying raised an eyebrow and spoke.
"Aren't we looking for a Servant we can communicate with? Well, here they are. As for the other reactions…"
"Boom!"
Mo Shuying suddenly punched the Celtic Warrior in the back, and the penetrating force of the blow directly shattered his internal organs! The warrior's eyes widened, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood, then actually dissolved into a pool of blood and vanished.
"Just as Gilles said, these guys are nothing but false entities summoned by the Holy Grail. Although they can be injured, they don't truly exist after death. Consider this me helping you cross over."
After speaking, Mo Shuying switched to the Gilgamesh Class Card. Rings of light appeared in the air, and then Noble Phantasms rained down, sending these Celtic Warriors away.
At this moment, those who had rushed to provide support also appeared—a group of Celtic soldiers.
"Ahhhhhhh!!"
These Celtic soldiers, charging from several directions, were filled with murderous intent. They had witnessed their comrades being torn apart by the Noble Phantasm. How could they tolerate this? Now, only by killing these enemies before them could they vent their rage.
Among these soldiers, a blond man holding a Long Spear and riding a white horse was charging rapidly.
"Hahahahahahaha! A beauty!! This is! Excellent!!"
This was a lecher. There was no need to think; someone who, despite facing many enemies, could only see a beautiful woman, could only be a lecher.
"It's a Servant! From their appearance, we can't tell if they're Rider Class or Lancer Class!"
Dr. Roman warned, but from the appearance alone, it was impossible to determine what direct Servant this was.
However, Mo Shuying knew: Lancer Fionn, a suicidal idiot who dared to propose to Mash!
"Who cares if he's Lancer Class or Rider Class? As long as he's not Berserker Class, we can communicate. We'll know once we grab him and ask."
As Mo Shuying spoke, he walked towards Fionn. The next second, Flash activated, and he appeared directly on Fionn's white horse!
"What!"
"Bang!"
Without even time to react, Mo Shuying directly kicked him flying! Before Fionn could even land in the air, he was bound like a zongzi by several Chains of Heaven.
Don't let Fionn's lecherous nature fool you; this guy actually possesses a small amount of Divinity, and the Chains of Heaven are specifically designed to counter Divinity!
"Mmm! Mmm!"
Bound in the air with his mouth sealed, Fionn twisted his body continuously, but he couldn't break free no matter what.
The Celtic soldiers who were originally charging immediately turned around and rushed towards Mo Shuying when they saw this scene.
"You lot are no longer needed."
Mo Shuying didn't even turn his head. A large number of golden rings of light appeared around him, and then Noble Phantasms flew about. Within five seconds, all the Celtic soldiers who had charged down with Fionn were annihilated, transforming into their initial blood-like form.
Perhaps seeing Mo Shuying's power, the remaining few squads charging from other directions quickly halted, then turned and ran, without any hesitation, their movements practiced.
"Whoa there."
Finally, only a single white horse remained, accompanying Fionn.
"You're a prisoner now. I'll loosen your chains in a bit, but you're not allowed to make a sound, understood?" Mo Shuying said slowly as he landed.
"Woof woof woof!" Fionn nodded repeatedly, clearly understanding.
"Good." Mo Shuying waved his hand, and the Chains of Heaven binding Fionn's mouth loosened. Fionn let out a sigh of relief, but because the Chains of Heaven had been tied too tightly, there were several marks on his face.
"You! Who exactly are you?!" Fionn quickly asked after catching his breath. Mo Shuying frowned, and a Noble Phantasm Long Spear appeared beside him, slowly coming to rest in front of Fionn's nose.
"I ask, you answer. Got it?"
"Got it, got it, got it, got it!"
"What's your name?"
"Fionn! Fionn mac Cumhaill, leader of the Fianna Knights! Summoned into this world now as a Lancer!"
"Fionn mac Cumhaill? That great hero from Celtic Mythology, who even defeated the God of War, his ancestor, with his wisdom and strength!" Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others had walked over. When they heard this Lancer was Fionn mac Cumhaill, Fujimaru Ritsuka was a bit surprised.
"Hehehe~ This beautiful lady actually knows me, it's truly my honor~ I wonder if I might have the good fortune to know your esteemed name, miss." Fionn's eyes lit up the moment he saw Fujimaru Ritsuka, but when Fujimaru Ritsuka recoiled in disgust, he saw Mash.
"Oh! This is simply perfection! It's art! Beautiful lady! Please allow me to offer you my most profound affection right here! To be frank, in that very instant, I fell in love with you at first sight!" Fionn, the pervert, twisted his body and shouted.
Mash shivered, goosebumps appearing on her arms. She turned to look at Fujimaru Ritsuka.
"Master! Can I beat him to death?"
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