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The monkey exhaled white breath from its nose, but its murderous intent was like a brewing volcano, ready to erupt at any moment.

"We're here to help," the two greeted Tan Wenjie.

But their response was two rapidly extending golden cudgels.

"Bang-"

"Bam—"

The two golden cudgels attacked together, successfully overturning the Five Elements Fist.

The monkey couldn't help but turn and glance at Tan Wenjie. In terms of design and refinement, his own staff was indeed inferior to Tan Wenjie's. If he wasn't mistaken, the other party was also using the Golden Cudgel.

When will the Golden Cudgel be mass-produced?

Tan Wenjie's gaze, however, remained fixed on the Five Elements Fist. The opponent had just tried to block the two golden cudgels with his bare hands, and unsurprisingly, he was knocked down by the two blows. But after dusting himself off, the opponent actually got up again.

"How did you figure that out?" The other person's voice suddenly rose and became high-pitched, like a child's.

“When I parted ways with the two of them, we were still thousands of miles away.” Tan Wenjie pointed to Tian Canjiao beside him. “I can fly, and he can only hop on one leg. Even if you want to disguise your identities, you should at least be able to explain it in a plausible way.”

“It was our oversight,” said Tian Canjiao, who had been watching from the sidelines the whole time.

He sped up and rushed towards Xuanzang and Miss Duan, grabbing them and spinning them around amidst their gasps of surprise.

The tornado enveloped them, and outsiders could not see what was happening inside.

When they stopped again, Miss Duan was holding the hands of two Xuanzangs, one on each side.

The two Xuanzangs pointed at each other: "You!"

"Why did it become me?!" x2
"I am the real one!" x2
Tan Wenjie: "..."

He had indeed seen this passage.

The visitor seemed to have ill intentions, and he couldn't see through the other party's true identity, nor could he distinguish between truth and falsehood.

There is only one possibility: the opponent's strength is no less than his own and their origins are very legitimate. The demonic aura on a demon cannot be hidden, and only a true immortal would have the opportunity to deceive his eyes.

Before Sun Wukong could be dealt with here, two more enemies of unknown origin appeared over there.

The difficulty has increased exponentially.

The monkey watched this scene with great interest, pulled out a banana from somewhere, plopped down on the ground, and ate it while watching the show.

"What do we do now?" Miss Duan shook off the two Xuanzangs and rushed to Tan Wenjie's side to ask in a low voice.

Tan Wenjie said seriously, "I know a way to tell which of the two is the real monkey."

Everyone present exclaimed, "Why a monkey?!"

Sun Wukong, who was watching the show from the sidelines, was speechless.

He was a random monkey who was eating bananas; the whole thing had nothing to do with him.

Tan Wenjie nodded seriously: "Or, you can answer one question for me, and whoever answers correctly can get this monkey."

Wait, why is it still a monkey?!

Sun Wukong noticed that the others were nodding along with him, clearly agreeing with what Tan Wenjie had said. How did they suddenly accept this premise?

After being suppressed for five hundred years, have humans' brain circuits changed? The monkey's brain must be fried.

"You speak!" the two Xuanzangs said in unison.

Tan Wenjie: "Xuanzang and I had a very good relationship. He could list a hundred of my good qualities in one breath."

"..."*N
The attempt to insert personal agendas is too obvious.

One of them hesitated to speak, while the other was eager to try.

Ms. Duan was very annoyed: "Hey, your method is obviously just to make yourself feel good."

"Isn't it enough that it works?" Tan Wenjie retorted, his face serious. "I know this is too simple for Xuanzang, but the guy definitely can't explain it."

"Is there a simpler and more direct way?" Miss Duan raised her finger and gestured cautiously as she asked.

This is about finding the real Xuanzang, not a boasting contest. Even if we find the real one, it won't be the real one; it will just be a sycophantic monster.

"Yes," Tan Wenjie said, raising his golden cudgel and making a downward smashing motion. "The one that survived might be one of them."

Miss Duan asked skeptically, "Is that possible?"

Tan Wenjie wasn't quite sure either: "Maybe the one who died was the one."

As a disciple of the Buddha, it would be normal for Xuanzang not to be killed by a single blow.

Ms. Duan: "Never mind, I'll use my method instead."

She said to the two Xuanzangs, "After I close my eyes, I can distinguish them by kiss."

Tan Wenjie rolled his eyes, his expression disdainful: "Damn, you're just like me, sneaking in your own agenda!"

"Didn't you say that as long as it works, that's fine?" Miss Duan retorted without backing down.

It's possible to lie and say nice things, but she can sense whether a kiss is loving or not. Only sincerity doesn't lie, and now I have no choice but to make a sacrifice myself.

The two Xuanzangs looked at each other speechlessly, seemingly realizing that the trick of using a fake body was useless and that they had miscalculated.

However, Tan Wenjie and Miss Duan have already started to fight. Not to mention the monkey eating bananas and watching the show, the two Xuanzangs are also watching the show.

"1, 2, 3!" Tan Wenjie and Miss Duan suddenly exchanged a knowing glance and launched their attack simultaneously.

The golden cudgel suddenly extended and struck the Five Elements Fist, who was still out of his mind, on the head with pinpoint accuracy.

The Unfixed Flying Ring also struck the opponent's forehead, but the force was too weak and it bounced off, rolling away on the ground.

With a powerful and heavy blow, Wu Xingquan was smashed into the ground, leaving only his head standing.

Since the identity of one enemy is uncertain, let's deal with the one whose identity has been confirmed first.

"Hehehe hahahaha!"

Wu Xingquan twisted his neck and laughed maniacally.

Tan Wenjie: "..."

In this day and age, they're still playing the traditional villain. They start with a manic laugh and then explode, which not only lacks presence but also feels outdated.

The golden cudgel suddenly extended and plunged into the opponent's wide-open mouth.

Tam Man-kit: "Please have a banana!"

Sun Wukong, who had just peeled another banana in the distance: "..."

He wanted to eat but kept his mouth shut.

From the moment it started, the monkey felt like it was being targeted; that pretty boy had been subtly criticizing it.

boom!
The ground shook.

Boom—boom!

A ray of fire broke through the ground.

"Samadhi True Fire?" Tan Wenjie narrowed his eyes slightly.

A giant fireball made entirely of Samadhi True Fire shot into the sky, and the Five Elements Fist also transformed back into its true form in mid-air: a doll covered in flames.

"Uh, this little thing is quite something." Tan Wenjie, carrying his stick, turned to the two Xuanzangs and pointed, asking, "Your pet?"

"I am the Holy Infant King!"

The mascot doll rode the flames straight towards Tan Wenjie, and the raging flames made the sky scorching hot.

"Red Boy?" Tan Wenjie suddenly realized, "Oh, it's you, kid. When I was dating Little Sweetie, you were still nowhere to be found."

Samadhi Fire? It was just something Nezha used to warm his feet. And coincidentally, Tan Wenjie himself also had a large wheel, which was also driven by Samadhi Fire. Even more coincidentally, he also used it to warm his feet.

A blazing wave of fire rushed toward Tan Wenjie, attempting to burn his hair. The flames coiled around the ends of his hair, but were powerless against his body.

The wall of fire completely obscured his vision, but a cold light pierced through the flames and suddenly shot towards Tan Wenjie.

Clang.

He held the golden cudgel in front of him to block the fire-tipped spear.

Red Boy opened his mouth, and his throat flashed red light.

"Uh--"

A hand suddenly reached out and grabbed his neck.

It was Tan Wenjie's third hand that was deployed.

"Have you ever heard the saying that two fists can't beat four hands? Let your uncle teach you!"

Tan Wenjie stepped on Red Boy and rained down blows on the doll with his four fists.

The fist was raised, and the air wave was generated when the five fingers were clenched. The moment it slammed down, it broke the sound barrier, and the air wave it tore out rolled in all directions.

The moment the first punch landed, the remaining punches were already following closely behind.

The others only saw Red Boy as a rag doll with no ability to resist, his body shaking wildly under the barrage of punches, and he quickly sank into the mud.

The ground collapsed, and both figures disappeared, leaving only the sound of chaotic punches.

Finally, after the sound of the fists pounding disappeared, a huge sinkhole appeared on the spot.

Several people walked over and peered inside.

It was pitch black; you couldn't see anything.

"Hey—" Miss Duan shouted into the sinkhole, holding a megaphone in her hand.

An echo immediately came from inside.

"Hello, hello, hello—"

Miss Duan turned her head: "This is the first time I've seen him like this. What about you?"

“Brother Jie is usually very refined, I don’t know why he suddenly got so angry,” Xuanzang No. 1 said.

Miss Duan suddenly reached out and grabbed him, quickly moving away from Xuanzang No. 2.

Xuanzang No. 2: "..."

I was just watching the show with you guys, and you actually tried to outsmart me? You're really wicked.

Sun Wukong, who was in the distance, finished eating the banana and casually threw the banana peel into the sinkhole.

With a rumbling sound, the ground stones began to tremble.

A red dot was flashing deep inside the sinkhole, and it was getting brighter and brighter.

Miss Duan and the others all turned to look at Sun Wukong.

It's all that monkey's fault for littering!
Sun Wukong: "..."

Have these people forgotten that they are the Demon King Sun Wukong?

A wave of heat surged up as if from an invisible fountain, and the group quickly retreated.

"You—die—!" Red Boy's angry voice came from below.

The sinkhole transformed into a volcano, spewing out columnar Samadhi Fire, the crimson flames connecting heaven and earth, burning a huge hole in the night.

As the flames erupted, a hand reached out and ripped open a red curtain, instantly splitting the Samadhi True Fire in two.

Tan Wenjie walked out bare-chested, carrying the Golden Cudgel in his right hand and the obviously smashed Red Boy in his left. He casually tossed Red Boy to the ground.

"This outfit of mine is very expensive."

The Samadhi True Fire relentlessly gnawed at Tan Wenjie's body, yet it was powerless against his bronze head and iron arms, only able to wriggle and crawl across his body, making him appear as if he were draped in a cloak of flames.

If it were Nezha coming and using Samadhi True Fire, he would have to dodge, but Red Boy is no problem. He's just Red Boy without the Bull Demon King, so he's not a threat at all.

“It’s fake!” Miss Duan pointed at Xuanzang No. 2.

Tan Wenjie dodged and swung his stick at Xuanzang No. 2, but it was easily blocked by the opponent raising his hand.

"Aren't you afraid she'll guess wrong?" Xuanzang No. 2 asked.

Tan Wenjie said indifferently, "It's not me who's going to die."

The cost of trial and error is zero; it's just a matter of taking a hit. Why not give it a try?

True Xuanzang: "..."

Some things don't need to be said so clearly, otherwise you can deceive yourself, for example, by saying that everyone has a great understanding.

"Hahaha, interesting." The fake Xuanzang stepped back and returned to his original form.

Dressed in white, he exuded purity.

His gender was indistinguishable, and his magical power was extremely high. When facing him, Tan Wenjie felt as if he were facing a vast ocean.

“I am the Grand Preceptor of the Kingdom of Bhikshu. I have heard of the fame of the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, Sun Wukong.” He turned to look at Sun Wukong. “What I need is someone like you.”

Monkey: "Pah!"

"Great, that's unique, I like it!" He clasped his hands together, his expression excited.

Her mouth is a bit big.

The sound of chanting filled the air, as if I had arrived at Leiyin Temple on Mount Ling. The sound came from all directions, but when I turned around to look for it, I couldn't find the source of the sound.

The ground behind him rolled upwards automatically, cracked open, and a Buddha head the size of Mount Tai rose from the ground, followed by a huge Buddha body.

A huge clay Buddha statue sits upright behind him, reaching to the sky.

"Now that you have seen the Tathagata, why do you not bow?"

Xuanzang stammered, "Brother Jie Jie!"

"Back off." Tan Wenjie took a step forward, clad in golden chainmail, gaining +100% damage taken and +100% damage dealt. His three-headed dragon spun around to protect him, and he stepped on a train.

It has three heads and six arms, and each hand holds a divine weapon or magical treasure.

Lightning, fire, gale, ice...

Fire-repelling beads, dust-repelling beads, and water-repelling beads float beside him.

In addition, the Heaven and Earth Pearls and countless flying swords floated in the air.

The monkey, who was still watching the show, suddenly brightened up.

The two sides were at war with each other.

"and many more!"

Tan Wenjie suddenly raised his hand, turned his head to the right of Xuanzang, and said, "This guy is yours. I'll deal with that monkey."

Xuanzang: "Me?"

What a huge Buddha!

"Brother Jie, you must be joking."

"Remember to use less force when you strike later, don't kill him." Tan Wenjie turned and charged straight at Sun Wukong, shouting, "Monkey, prepare to die!"

Complete the mission first to get a guaranteed reward. Even if you can't beat them later, you can run away. Don't bother with the monsters and bosses that seem to have wandered off from some movie set.

The two golden cudgels collided, producing a deafening, sharp metallic clang.

Crack! Cracks appeared in the golden cudgel in the monkey's hand.

"You dare to bring out such a worthless, inferior golden cudgel and embarrass yourself!"

The golden cudgel in Tan Wenjie's hand is a top-of-the-line enhanced version. 90% of the monkey's fighting power in that world comes from it, but the monkey in front of him is the opposite. The golden cudgel is just a weapon that is still relatively easy to use.

The monkey dropped the iron rod in its hand, pounded its chest and roared, transforming itself into a gorilla on the spot.

Its eyes were bloodshot, and the evil aura around it was completely out of control as its size increased dramatically. However, unlike the fish demon and the pig demon, which were completely out of control, the monkey's anger was tempered with reason and clarity.

As expected of the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, the Buddha's suppression not only did not cause his strength to decline, but also helped him digest the external forces, turning the tables and devouring the evil energy.

The two sides clashed, each punch landing squarely.

"Come!"

Tan Wenjie hadn't encountered an indestructible opponent in a long time, especially one who could break through his defenses, which almost made him lose his motivation to improve his attributes.

"So much blood from just one slap."

The monkey is cheating!

The powerful regenerative ability is working hard to repair the body.

Tan Wenjie exhaled a breath of Samadhi Divine Wind and another of thunder, his body spinning, completely enveloped by the dazzling light of various magical powers, magical treasures, and divine weapons.

Compared to him, the monkey was in a worse condition, already bleeding.

boom--!
The monkey flies backward, its body embedded in the reclining Buddha head beside it, like a monkey hanging painting.

The wind generated when he was knocked away hit Xuanzang, causing him to stumble and lose his balance.

“You must also be studying Buddhism.” Xuanzang looked up at the white figure floating in front of him, his gaze passing over the figure’s shoulder and looking at the colossal Buddha standing tall between heaven and earth.

"Why resort to violence? How about I sing you a song instead?" He pulled out three hundred children's songs. "Ahem, child, child~"

……

boom--!
The monkey kicked the Buddha's head, smashed it, and roared as it returned to Tan Wenjie.

He punched Tan Wenjie, sending him flying.

Tan Wenjie flew backwards into the sky, broke away from the atmosphere, and headed straight for deep space.

He hovered in the air, looking down at the huge stone Buddha below, and the monkey beside him.

"Buddha's Palm!"

At this height, it would be a shame not to use the Buddha's Palm technique.

On the ground, the gorilla looked up at the sky, a grin spreading across its face.

But suddenly a cluster of firelight ignited in the sky, and the firelight rapidly expanded, based on thunder and fire, divine wind, and mixed with dragon roars and chanting, forming a huge, colorful Buddha's palm.

The gorilla leaped forward, bounding straight for the Buddha's palm. The two collided violently, actually tearing the Buddha's palm apart.

The two struggled and fought as they fell to the ground.

……

boom--

Another violent ground tremor interrupted Xuanzang's children's song recitation, the howling wind drowning out his voice.

The copy of "Three Hundred Children's Songs" in my hand was also blown away.

"What is this?"

The white figure grabbed the book.

He asked mockingly, "You use this to catch demons?"

"Three hundred children's songs can awaken the true goodness and beauty in people's hearts." Xuanzang put his hands together and said, "Violence cannot solve problems."

"I think so."

The white figure didn't look at Xuanzang again. He raised his hand, and a cluster of flames burned "Three Hundred Children's Songs" to ashes. Then he turned to look at the battlefield between Tan Wenjie and Sun Wukong.

He wanted to keep a monkey as a pet; he didn't want the three-headed, six-armed deity, as keeping a small animal was more interesting.

Although raising monkeys was a recent idea.

The battle has reached its final stage.

Tan Wenjie and Monkey are both seriously injured, but are recovering rapidly.

When the strengths are evenly matched, it comes down to who has the greater endurance.

The seated Buddha statue suddenly moved, slapping Tan Wenjie. The sneak attack was too sudden, and although Tan Wenjie was already on guard, he could not avoid being slapped down.

Mount Tai pressed down, and immense gravity pressed down from above.

The ground was as hard as steel, making it difficult to use the technique of burrowing underground.

Tan Wenjie lifted all six arms upwards at the same time, but his waist was bent inch by inch by the pressure.

at last……

"boom!"

The Buddha's palm was completely pressed against the ground, as if it had done something insignificant.

"Brother Jie!" Xuanzang got up, only to be thrown over by the wind stirred up by the Buddha's palm, tumbling back into the sinkhole he had just been in.

The gorilla, having landed, walked step by step to the Buddha statue.

The figure in white smiled as he looked at Sun Wukong.

"It is this power that even he fears."

Evil energy can corrupt magical power, but once truly controlled, even the Great Sun Tathagata dares not approach it without permission and can only avoid its sharp edge.

Only monkeys like this are worth contacting; otherwise, why would he travel all the way to Wuzhishan?

The gorilla looked up at the Buddha statue and tilted its head, "Huh?"

"With me, we can..."

boom!
The gorilla had already charged towards the Buddha statue.

In his monkey life, there was no option to surrender, admit defeat, or become a dog.

Tan Wenjie's fate is unknown.

Xuanzang's fate is uncertain.

Miss Duan stood quietly by herself, her Wuding Flying Ring appearing small in the face of the two enormous enemies. Precisely because she was so small, the two enemies ignored her.

Amidst the golden light, another Buddha statue appeared, sending Sun Wukong flying back.

The monkeys didn't rush to attack after landing.

Even the man in white stopped.

It wasn't that they were afraid of each other, but rather that a familiar yet unsettling force had appeared.

"Buddha?!" x2
They gazed together at the glittering golden figure in the distance.

Xuanzang sat cross-legged in meditation, suspended above the sinkhole.

He had long known the "Three Hundred Children's Songs" by heart, and after they were burned, they became a new book in Xuanzang's mind, titled "The True Sutra of the Great Sun Tathagata." (End of Chapter)