Super Hero Monk: Hormones Journey to the West

Chapter 222 was acted way too fake.
in the afternoon.

The second round of the practical combat assessment for the martial arts test officially began, and the square was still buzzing with discussion... a sea of ​​people.

In front of each arena, the candidates who had not yet been eliminated gathered one by one to undergo identity verification. Officials from the Thunder Department then re-imprinted divine seals on their palms to eliminate any possibility of cheating.

Soon, the most exciting competition began.

"Number 44, Li, Tang Xuanci!"

"Number 108 of the Xun character, Han..."

Upon hearing the Star Official of the Dipper Department announce the name of the Demonic Monk, the crowd instantly stirred and erupted in whispers.

Tang Xuanci will not face Huineng until the next round, while today's opponent is just an unknown junior.

He pretended to move with ease, stubbed out his cigarette, and with the help of a surge of electricity secretly injected by the monkey, leaped onto the ring, ripped his shirt open, and revealed a stunningly beautiful body of muscle!

All the females in the room were agitated at first glance, their eyes pounded with excitement, and their gazes wandered.

Many well-prepared demon cultivators immediately raised various magical treasures capable of taking photos and videos, such as the Image-Making Beads and the Image-Recording Walls, and started snapping away at Tang Xuanci!
It should be noted that Tang Xuanci's Shadow God Painting and Shadow God Image fetched extremely high prices in Immortal Town last night, and the Immortal Painting Scrolls that could save images were all sold out.

Among them, the "Shadow God Image," which clearly records the details of the super, super, super muscular monk, is priceless and unavailable!
"That stinky monk... he's so alluring."

Princess Wansheng couldn't help but recall the scene from her dream last night, where he transformed into a super, super, super devilish muscle monk and rubbed her against the arena, and her heart fluttered.

Unfortunately, she knew that Tang Sanzang and his disciples were currently being hunted by both Buddhist and Taoist sects, as well as countless demons, and were in a very precarious situation. After the competition yesterday, when Chi wanted to go find them again, she was severely scolded by Uncle Wang.

Otherwise, she really wanted to go with him, secretly hoping... that something could happen between them behind the prince consort's back.

What she didn't know was that just last night, the prince consort beside her heard her talking in her sleep for the first time in more than a year since their marriage.

But the one being called for was not him, but rather:

"Stinky monk," "Tang Lang," "Good grandpa!"
His wife's voice was like a knife, piercing his heart!
Staring at the rogue monk on the arena, Jiu Shi's face was ashen, his eyes blazing with murderous intent.

The crowd's anticipation for the competition had reached its peak, but then the cultivator Han Xin didn't even step onto the stage; he simply raised his hand and shouted:

“I admit that I am no match for the Holy Monk, therefore… I forfeit this contest.”

Ah this?

Although it was expected and reasonable, everyone was still very disappointed in him, and "boos" arose everywhere.

The hermit surnamed Han didn't care at all, his face showing a half-smile, and insisted on abstaining.

And so, Tang Xuanci won the second round of the competition.

Two hours later, Tang Xuanci and his three companions arrived at the "Dui" themed arena on two motorcycles.

The contest between Chen Xiaoke and Prince Zhang is about to take place here.

One was the most bizarre candidate, and the other was the candidate with the strongest background. The appeal of this competition was second only to the "Muscle Monk" (a reference to a character from a popular Chinese novel).

Compared to watching Chen Xiaoke go on stage yesterday, Tang Xuanci and his apprentice had a completely different mindset. It could be said that they had high hopes for her and were therefore quite nervous.

Tang Xuanci had just asked Chi Yao about it. It is said that although the young Prince Zhang is a direct descendant of the Zhang family, he is a disciple of the "Great Sage National Teacher Wang Bodhisattva" of Xuyi Mountain in the Southern Continent. He is skilled in using a white paper spear and has also subdued demons. He is somewhat famous in the Western and Southern Continents and his cultivation should not be underestimated.

On the other hand, Chen Xiaoke is extremely unreliable.

From last night to today, the monkey has been making her practice only the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon, and has been pointing out and demonstrating it to her again and again, but she still hasn't figured it out.

The monkey was so angry it almost had a stroke; it wanted to pull out the stick and beat her to death!

"Wukong, what do you think are the chances that she'll be able to kill him later?"

The monkey said:
"Still want to kill him?"

"Although this fool has profound magical power, he can't use it. Yesterday, the crab demon was able to fall for her trick by standing still."

"If the other side gets serious later, she'll be lucky to win."

Tang Xuanci was speechless and choked with emotion.

Just then, someone squeezed to their side and whispered a greeting. It was the Zhang family's envoy who had invited them to the banquet the night before, who had come to confirm Tang Xuanci's attitude because he was still a little uneasy.

Tang Xuanci offered him a cigarette, telling them to put their minds at ease.

However, as soon as the others left, he turned around and hugged Chen Xiaoke's round head, whispering close to her cheek: "Your combat skills are too poor, you'll definitely suffer in a fight."

"So, your only chance is the moment the game bell rings."

"At that time, don't think about anything else. Just use the techniques that Wukong taught you, and use all your strength at the fastest speed to blast him to death with the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon."

"If you miss the first shot, fire a second one immediately. Don't give him a chance, understand?"

"Okay, sure." Chen Xiaoke nodded nervously.

Soon, the two stepped onto the arena.

The young Prince Zhang was eight feet tall with a handsome face. If Tang Xuanci hadn't been there, he would definitely have been the most handsome and wealthy man in the room.

When verifying his identity, Prince Zhang looked at the little nun he had eaten with the night before, gave her a haughty but polite nod and a smile, his eyes revealing three parts scrutiny, three parts fear, and four parts doubt.

Once everyone was in position, he immediately adjusted his state to its peak and was ready for battle.

"Clang—", the bell rang.

In that instant, Chen Xiaoke's heart pounded like a drum, her mind filled with Gege's instructions and Monkey's exasperated guidance. She nervously raised her little hand and, at top speed, unleashed the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon!
Upon seeing her stance, Prince Zhang's pupils constricted, his expression changed drastically, and he immediately dodged to the side while simultaneously casting a spell to defend himself.

However, the next moment, Chen Xiaoke fired another dud; his palm strike was weak and probably couldn't even take down a small bird.

Ah this?

The audience was stunned by this embarrassing scene.

Tang Xuanci and his two disciples twitched their faces, thinking to themselves, "It's over. What I feared has come to pass. They really messed up at the crucial moment!"

Prince Zhang was also momentarily stunned, his heart filled with mixed feelings of joy and doubt, thinking to himself:
"Was this...intentional?"

But suddenly, his pupils contracted, his steps changed abruptly, and he swiftly moved to the other side.

It turned out that Chen Xiaoke had followed Gege's teachings and, after failing to unleash the Great Heavenly Dragon on his first attempt, immediately tried again.

But at that moment, tension, panic, and anxiety almost completely filled her mind.

With a whoosh, a gust of wind was unleashed, but it still had no destructive power whatsoever.

She gritted her teeth and tried again.

failure.

Try again.

Still failed!
The crowd stared in disbelief at the comical scene on stage, wondering what was going on.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, someone was just randomly flailing around on stage;

One of them looked like he was facing a formidable enemy, and was dodging around aimlessly on stage.

It's like child's play.

Even Prince Zhang felt he looked rather dull, and cursed himself inwardly:
"Is this guy an idiot? His acting is so fake! My identity is already sensitive. What's the difference between winning the competition like this and my opponent forfeiting? I'll definitely be criticized."

Despite his annoyance, seeing this situation, his tense nerves relaxed slightly, and he flashed away, immediately rushing towards Chen Xiaoke.

Just as Chen Xiaoke unleashed another "Little Impotent Earthworm" attack, he suddenly circled to the side, extended his unusually long index and middle fingers on his right hand, and stabbed from a distance!
"Whoosh!"

A sharp, arrow-like spear shadow, its cold light like snow, shot out, tearing through the air with a whistling sound, heading straight for Chen Xiaoke's shoulder.

Chen Xiaoke screamed in surprise, instinctively closing her eyes, turning her head, and raising her hands to block the attack.

The gun pierced her shoulder, spurting out a spray of blood.

Half of the clothes were torn to pieces, revealing a patch of snow-white skin.

The enormous impact sent her flying more than fifty meters. Fortunately, she possessed profound magical power, and Prince Zhang had left her some leeway, so the piercing didn't go too deep.

Chen Xiaoke felt as if her right arm had been struck by lightning, stinging and numb, and couldn't help but cry with trembling lips.

Ah this?

The audience was even more bewildered, thinking, "No way? He defeated the enemy with one move yesterday, but he's so easily defeated today?"
She actually cried after being beaten?
(End of this chapter)