Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 818

"Well."

The monkey withdrew his stick and let out an ugly laugh.

"I told you not to bluff me. No one can act stubborn in front of me," the monkey mocked.

Grabbing hold of Darren, he flew up to the air.

"Show me the way," the monkey ordered.

"To the north," Darren replied. It shamed him to think that he was caught by the monkey. This proved that he was still too weak to fight him.

"You better not be playing tricks on me or else you will die a horrible death," the monkey threatened. They continued to fly north with Darren tucked in the monkey's arms.

As they traveled, Darren debated on whether he should direct the monkey to the place where Fris was in. Maybe Fris could deal with the monkey himself.

But in the end, Darren decided against it. The village head was only a shadow and he might not be a match against the monkey.

"Hey, why are you looking for the Inner Fiend? You call yourself Barnes the Holy, which means you're enemies with the Inner Fiend. Are you planning on killing him?" Darren asked tentatively.

The monkey pinched Darren's arms. His sharp nails pierced through the flesh, making it painful.

"It's none of your business. So you better keep your mouth shut or else I'll beat you to a bloody pulp." The monkey's threat shouldn't be treated lightly.

Darren decided to shut up.

After flying over a million kilometers, the monkey finally couldn't hold it in any longer.

"You lied to me." His tone was flat but it had an underlying hostility in it.

Darren was flustered. Indeed, the direction he gave the monkey wouldn't lead them to the place where Fris was in. In fact, he hadn't been in this direction before.

He had no other choice now. He had to keep up the front. "I'm not lying. We're in the right direction."

However, the monkey stopped.

A thick mist settled over the sea in front of him. He couldn't see anything past it and even his spiritual sense couldn't penetrate through it.

The monkey froze for a moment.

He stared at the mist, frowning. Then he suddenly exclaimed, "Impossible! How could he be there?"

At those words, Darren burst out laughing.

Fear and apprehension descended upon the monkey as he continued to gaze at the mist.

"Yes, I have seen the Inner Fiend in that white mist," Darren said with certainty.

"That's nonsense!" the monkey howled.

"There's nothing I can do if you don't believe me." Darren shrugged helplessly.

The monkey seemed hesitant. Using his Spirit Power, he probed Darren further and found out that he wasn't lying.

Darren was expecting this so he had to convince himself that he had encountered the Inner Fiend within the mist. This way, the monkey wouldn't detect the lie.

"What? Are you afraid?" Darren taunted.

"Bullshit!" the monkey roared. "I'm Barnes the Holy. Nothing can scare me!"

"Then why are you still standing there? Go and find him!"

Bang!

The punch came out of nowhere, breaking some of Darren's ribs.

"Fuck you..." He wanted to tear the monkey into pieces.

"What?" The monkey challenged, staring at him.

Darren simply shook his head and said, "Forget it. I wouldn't want to offend you again."

Ignoring Darren, the monkey flew directly into the mist.

Immediately, their eyes were stung by the fog and the wind filled their ears.

Darren couldn't see anything in front of him.

An earth-shattering roar burst out of nowhere.

A huge fist suddenly appeared above them.

The monkey brought his stick up and swept it through the air.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The stick found its mark and kept hitting the gigantic fist.

Then, the monkey rushed towards the fist, and smashed at it several times.

Pieces of gray stones started to fall as a huge figure collapsed.

Darren was surprised. "Stone man?"

From where he stood, he couldn't see things quite clearly. But as he got closer, he saw the ten thousand feet stone creature breaking into pieces.

The stone man must be stronger than Darren because he had made the monkey hit him several times before he was defeated.

"It's you?"