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"Come and attack me, let me test your mettle!"

Yang Yi's voice rang out again.

Sun Wukong remained motionless, standing there quietly. He hated this kind of person who wanted to fight him the moment they met, even though he hadn't even figured out the situation yet.

Seeing that the monkey did not move, Yang Yi slowly spoke, his voice filled with sighs and reminiscence.

"You monkey, compared to him, you have less arrogance and more composure."

"I just don't know how much hardship you've endured over the years."

As Yang Yi spoke, he seemed to see another figure through the Sun Wukong in front of him, the fearless Great Sage Equal to Heaven who once wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace.

Seeing that Sun Wukong still showed no intention of making a move, Yang Yi stopped wasting words.

With a swift movement, he vanished from his spot in an instant.

The next moment, he appeared in front of Sun Wukong, wielding a three-pointed double-edged spear that came crashing down on his head!

This shot seemed to tear space apart.

Sun Wukong was startled and instinctively raised his golden cudgel, holding it above his head in an attempt to block.

"clang!"

A deafening metallic clang echoed through the sky.

Sparks flew everywhere, and shockwaves rolled.

Sun Wukong felt a tremendous force coming from him, his arms went numb, and his body was sent flying towards the ground next to the building.

"boom!"

The monkey's head plunged straight into the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.

Dukao was startled by what he saw and hurriedly tried to help, but Yang Yi told him to stay away.

"Now that you have seen the True Lord, why do you not retreat!"

Yang Yi simply waved his hand, and an invisible wave of energy swept over, pushing Dukao and the others far away.

His voice was cold and authoritative, making people afraid to refuse.

Dukao and the others were pushed away by this force and dared not go forward for a moment.

Ge Xiaolun and Liu Chuang were dumbfounded. They were completely bewildered. What kind of people had brought them here? What were they called here for? Just to make up the numbers?

And what's with all this fighting? These two guys are just like in the TV dramas, they start fighting as soon as they meet.

As the smoke cleared, Sun Wukong's figure reappeared, his head pulled out.

He slowly stood up from the ground and patted the dust off his head.

He then looked up at Yang Yi, his eyes blazing with anger. Who wouldn't be angry after being attacked for no reason?

He then leaped into the air, swinging his golden cudgel in a wide arc and smashing it down hard on Yang Yi.

Yang Yi's eyes remained calm. With a gentle flick of his three-pointed double-edged spear, he blocked the monkey's powerful blow.

Blocked, Sun Wukong struck again with his staff, his speed increasing as he furiously smashed the golden cudgel towards Yang Yi.

However, Yang Yi remained completely at ease, seemingly wielding his three-pointed double-edged spear casually a few times to deflect all of the monkey's attacks.

From below, all that could be seen were afterimages flashing around Yang Yi, who simply waved his weapon casually.

"Monkey, is that all you've got? Looks like you won't be able to give me any fun today."

Yang Yi's voice rang out again, his tone filled with unspeakable disappointment.

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong became even more enraged. Not only did he provoke him from the start, but he also continued to mock him. "Do you think I'm some kind of king if I don't show my power?"

He roared, crouched down to gather his strength, and then soared into the sky.

He gripped the golden cudgel tightly with both hands and raised it high above his head.

Then the golden cudgel in his hand began to grow rapidly larger, longer, and thicker.

A dazzling golden light began to shine from the golden cudgel, and a powerful energy fluctuation emanated from it.

"Take a stick from my old grandson!"

Sun Wukong roared, twisted his waist, and spun his golden cudgel to gather power before slashing it down fiercely at Yang Yi.

Yang Yi looked at the giant golden cudgel that fell from the sky, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.

But instead of using his three-pointed double-edged spear to block, he extended his right hand.

His palm slowly opened in the air, meeting the giant golden cudgel.

"boom"

A dull thud rang out as the golden cudgel slammed heavily into Yang Yi's palm.

However, to everyone's surprise, Yang Yi's body remained completely still, and the golden cudgel bent into a huge arc due to the enormous force.

This scene shocked everyone.

They couldn't imagine that a person could be so powerful just by relying on their physical body.

They are technological gods! Sun Wukong, with his third-generation beast form, is almost the pinnacle of physical bodies in their universe. It's impossible for Galaxy Force, who has become a fourth-generation god form, to have a chance to surpass him.

"This...how is this possible?"

Dukao's voice trembled. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. The monkey was his biggest backup plan, but he never expected that it would be no match for Yang Jian, who suddenly appeared today.

Qiangwei, Ajie, Ge Xiaolun, and Liu Chuang were all completely bewildered.

However, they were not as shocked as Dukao, because they didn't really understand the details of the fight; they just felt it was awesome.

They had never seen such power before; it was completely beyond their comprehension.

"You monkey, you really do have some of his traits."

"In that case, I'll be a little more serious from now on."

As he spoke, the demon-slaying sword at his waist slowly came out of its sheath, and then his aura soared into the sky, forcing Ge Xiaolun and the others to sit down on the ground under the pressure.

Yang Yi gently swung the Demon-Slaying Sword.

In an instant, the sword light split, one into ten, ten into a hundred, a hundred into a thousand, a thousand into ten thousand, and more than thirty thousand sword lights flew out from the sword body.

The swords floated densely in the air, then the tip turned and pointed directly at Sun Wukong.

The once clear sky seemed to darken due to the atmosphere.

Dark clouds gathered, and a fierce wind howled. Actually, it was Yang Yi secretly manipulating things; if you're going to pretend, you have to go all the way, otherwise, what's the point of pretending?

At this moment, Ge Xiaolun and the others felt like leaves in a storm, ready to be torn to shreds at any moment. Now they could understand a little bit just how incredible this battle had been.

Looking at the swords of light flying everywhere, Sun Wukong felt that he could not take off any more and had to use all his strength, otherwise he might really be defeated here today.

He then plucked a tuft of monkey hair, put it in his mouth, blew on it, and it multiplied into hundreds and thousands of clones.

Each clone wielded a golden cudgel, facing off against several beams of light.

"Dang Dang Dang..."

A series of rapid impacts rang out, which were surprisingly pleasant to hear.

Although Sun Wukong's clones were numerous, they could not completely block those light swords.

The clones were continuously struck by the lightsaber and turned into monkey hairs that scattered.

Meanwhile, Sun Wukong's true form took the opportunity to vanish from the spot. (Refer to the Monkey King's second skill)

The next moment, he appeared behind Yang Yi, and swung his golden cudgel fiercely towards the back of Yang Yi's head.

However, Yang Yi seemed to have anticipated this, and without turning his head, he grabbed at her with his backhand.

Then, Yang Yi firmly grasped Sun Wukong's golden cudgel.

No matter how hard Sun Wukong tried, the golden cudgel could not be shaken in the slightest.

"You little monkey, you really delight me."

Yang Yi's voice rang out again, his tone carrying a hint of appreciation.

"If that's the case, I'll put in a little more effort."

After saying that, he twirled the three-pointed double-edged spear in his hand and slashed it fiercely at Sun Wukong.

This shot used no technique, no special effects, only power—an indescribable power.

Sun Wukong felt an indescribable sense of crisis, a feeling he had never experienced before when he was surrounded by 100,000 super soldiers in the Heavenly Palace of Lieyang Star.

He tried to dodge, but Yang Yi was too fast.

He could only watch helplessly as the three-pointed, double-edged spear struck him.

Just as the spear was about to strike, Yang Yi twisted the tip, ramming the monkey from the side. Otherwise, the monkey would have been killed by that strike.

With a muffled thud, the three-pointed double-edged spear struck Sun Wukong's armor, sending him flying.

Just as the monkey, enduring excruciating pain, was about to retaliate again, it suddenly felt a tightness in its body.

He looked down and found that his body was tightly bound by a golden dragon.

"With such a slow and slender physique, how can he bear the title of 'Emperor of Heaven'?"

Yang Yi's voice rang in his ears.

He looked up and found that Yang Yi had appeared in front of him at some point.

Yang Yi was holding the other end of the golden dragon in his hand.

Sun Wukong tried to break free, but found that the golden dragon on his body was tightening its grip, until he could not move an inch.

Yang Yi gently tugged the rope, pulling Sun Wukong in front of him.

He looked at Sun Wukong, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

"Unfortunately, you... are ultimately not him..."

"Haha, forget it, we didn't have enough fun today. Now, you should take a good rest." Yang Yi's voice suddenly rose as he laughed loudly.

Sun Wukong then tossed it aside.

Sun Wukong crashed heavily to the ground. He struggled to get up, but found that he couldn't move at all.