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Chapter 41 Showdown, this is magic

Jiang Wanli arrived at Kowloon Bay in the morning, but Chen Yougong's convoy arrived in the evening.

What could Du Mu do during this entire day?
Actually, it was nothing. He just used the initiation on Harry again, allowing all the magic power in his body to merge with the true qi to form a new "mana".

This newly emerged special energy was all counted as Harry's growth and was fed back into Du Mu's body tenfold.

You have to know that Harry is a genius wizard, and his body is blessed with the magical power of one-seventh of Voldemort's soul.

Although he was still young, the magic of the Hogwarts world was innate, and there was no way to cultivate it. At most, it would accumulate slowly and naturally as he got older, but it would take at least several decades to achieve a qualitative change.

Therefore, the magic power in Du Mu's body at this moment, even if only the magic power component is calculated alone, may be far beyond that of ordinary wizards, and even above that of ordinary Aurors.

The improvement in Du Mu's strength that magic power brings is a qualitative leap.

Although Du Mu did not have a magic wand and could not use magic, he used the same method to drive the true qi in the past to circulate the magic power. Every move and every style had a destructive power far beyond Du Mu's own understanding.

"Bah—!"

The Xunfeng oblique cut of the Four Phase Fist uses fingers as claws. It is originally about gathering true energy at the fingertips and dragging at high speed to achieve a near-cutting effect.

However, at this moment, Du Mu felt that his fingers were like steel needles piercing tofu, directly piercing into the incense master's shoulders, and his palm was directly touching the other's collarbone.

He simply changed his claws into fists, gripped the collarbone, and tore it violently, splitting the incense master's front open like peeling bark, revealing every rib clearly visible.

"Ahhh——!" The incense master couldn't help but howl in pain, covering his exposed chest uncontrollably and rolling back and forth on the ground in pain.

Du Mu was slightly stunned. When he used high-explosive grenades before, the other party didn't make such a loud noise.

Is the pain of having flesh torn apart by hands worse than being bombed by a grenade?
But when Du Mu took a closer look, he gasped.

I saw that the outer edge of the incense master's wound was still peeling off layer by layer!
She rolled back and forth on the ground, and every time she rolled, large pieces of flesh and bone fell to the ground.

Du Mu could clearly sense that it was his own magic power that still maintained its sharp form, like a strong gale, constantly exploiting the body of the incense master.

The incense master's feeling at this moment is probably as if he had jumped into a slow meat grinder full of tiny blades.

No wonder he screamed so miserably. The grenade only hurt for a moment, but the strong wind scraped his bones continuously.

The incense master could heal himself, which made the pain endless. An ordinary person would die immediately, but the incense master could only maintain the peak of pain and could not come down.

Looking at this scene, Du Mu was a little doubtful. Was he still using martial arts?
Why does it look like magic?

However, this should be mainly the effect of magic. Could it be that magic turned his tricks into magic?

Recalling the situation in the original book where Harry once cast the Cruciatus Curse on a Death Eater but the other party remained intact, Du Mu had some guesses in his mind.

Magic in the Hogwarts world is heavily influenced by emotions and feelings. Even an ordinary wizard like Lily can kill the powerful Voldemort directly because of her love for Harry.

When casting an evil curse like the Cruciatus Curse, it will not be effective unless you have the evil intention of wishing the enemy pain.

During the battle, Du Mu was thinking about how to hinder the enemy's recovery and how to make him feel pain.

So the magic power...acted on its own naturally, causing such tragic effects.

So, my own moves have really begun to become like magic.

Chen Yougong looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help shaking.

He looked at Du Mu in horror. At this moment, the hatred of having no descendants and the hatred of the Chen family being extinct were nothing compared to the fear aroused by the desire to survive.

Behind the low slope, Liu Ke and Zhao Xin, who were watching this scene, swallowed their saliva together.

"Is this... isn't this a bit too cruel?" Liu Ke looked at the beautiful incense master and said with some reluctance.

Zhao Xin was confused, he really couldn't understand the scene in front of him. But after hearing Liu Ke's words, he patted his head and angrily said, "Don't be fooled by appearances! How can a person shed so much blood and flesh? Have you never seen a woman or what, you think a monster is pretty?"

Liu Ke was shocked when he heard this. He shook his head and said firmly, "It is indeed a monster. Master Du is slaying monsters!"

However, the magic power Du Mu left on the opponent was not infinite.

As time passed, the incense master's struggle began to ease. She knelt on the ground, breathing heavily, and the wounds on her body gradually healed.

After torturing the opponent for nearly two minutes, all the magic power was finally consumed.

The incense master stood up swaying all over, her hair was a mess mixed with blood and stuck together, covering most of her face. However, her eyes were full of anger and resentment, and she looked like a female ghost.

Du Mu touched his chin and suddenly raised his hand, which frightened the incense master so much that he took several steps back. He was relieved when he found that Du Mu did not attack him.

But he immediately realized that he was being teased by the other party and his face turned red with anger.

Du Mu was immediately amused when he saw the other person's expression: "You get angry? It seems that you have the emotions of ordinary people. So, are you a natural born monster, or a mortal who has cultivated himself? Can you tell me?"

The incense master stared at Du Mu and said in a hoarse voice, "There is no grudge or hatred, why did you do this?"

The tone was actually a bit aggrieved.

Du Mu's face immediately turned cold: "Since you are working for the Beggars' Sect, you still have the nerve to ask me? Oh, yes, you just got the nerve, you really didn't have it before."

The incense master pushed his hair back, revealing his blood-stained face. He frowned and said, "Beggars' Sect? If you hate them, I can help you kill them, as long as you are willing to stop."

Chen Yougong's face turned pale.

He suddenly changed from sitting to kneeling, kowtowed to the incense master repeatedly, and said in a panic: "Incense master! Incense master! Have you forgotten? It was the old gang leader who saved you, and it was the old gang leader who prepared the body and human incense for you. You promised the gang leader, you promised the gang leader to protect us!"

"Shut up." The incense master said coldly, without even looking at Chen Yougong.

Chen Yougong's face froze, and then he showed a ferocious expression. He suddenly kowtowed to Du Mu and said, "Master Du, Grandpa Du! This time, our Beggars' Sect is traveling here because of the Xiangzhu's request! We originally came to Kowloon Bay to investigate, and we never thought of dealing with you!"

"But the Incense Master wants human incense. She wants to suck people's souls! The leader asked us to bring her here. The killings on the road were all caused by the Incense Master! We have tried to dissuade her. We in the Beggars' Sect don't want to make enemies everywhere, but we have no choice!"

"The Beggars' Sect is also a victim. We have to burn incense and offer sacrifices every day, but they suck our souls and spirits away. Many little beggars have died in recent days. Those poor children are all disabled. We took them in out of pity, but we didn't expect them to die at the hands of such a monster!"

"This kind of evildoer cannot be tolerated by Heaven. Master Du, please slay the evildoer and restore order to the world!"

Chen Yougong was almost incoherent. He knew that he would probably die today.

But since both sides are going to die, why not completely intensify the conflict between them and let them kill each other... maybe there will be a chance of survival!
Upon hearing this, Du Mu slowly turned his head.

He looked at Chen Yougong and asked word by word, "You, the Beggars' Sect, are feeding this incense master with children who have been cut into pieces?"

Chen Yougong's pupils suddenly contracted.

It’s over, this is someone who knows the methods of the Beggars’ Sect!

He froze in place, unable to move, but his mind was racing, thinking of ways to survive.

The next moment, a finger pointed at the top of his head.

Chen Yougong was stunned. He looked up slightly and saw Du Mu's bright and cold eyes reflecting the moonlight.

Just as he was about to beg for mercy, he heard Du Mu speak softly: "Cut off your voice and tongue, pierce your heart and dig out your bones."

An intense burning sensation suddenly rose in Chen Yougong's chest.

He wanted to scream in pain, but found that he could only tear the corners of his mouth silently and bite his teeth, but could hardly make any sound.

(End of this chapter)