Everyone's Job Change: I, the Monk, Tear Apart the Tyrant at the Beginning

In front of the restaurant, my companion introduced me like this. "Standing in front of you is the nuclear monk, the master of salvation, the savior of Raccoon City, the grand master of fighting, the creator of Thousand Strikes from the Sky, the master of tearing flow, the king of unlimited arm wrestling in the Hearthstone Tavern for three consecutive times, the caster of epic Buddha statues, and the holy monk who consecrated magical weapons." "Wukong!" "Master, the shop can't accommodate so many people!" The waiter said. Also known as: King of Arm Wrestling, I'll give you one hand, but I still have nine hundred and ninety-nine pairs. To save ghosts and monsters, 18 moves of Molotov cocktails and grenades Good nuclear skills, persuasive and weird, get a thousand nuclear bombs first Chainsaw Senchi, the Monk's Guide to Physical Persuasion The palm technique descended from the sky, the Tathagata Divine Palm strikes in a thousand combos The Buddha statue I made has appeared, Namo's mechanical siege Buddha Consecration instrument, Gatling Bodhisattva worship process Keeping pace with the times, the self-cultivation of gunnery monks This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.