The Monkey King

Vent, vent, what the monkey needs most at this moment is to vent.

I don't know where the power comes from, surging as if it is endless. One leap is tens of meters, and one leap is five feet high. Even if it is a cliff, it is like walking on flat ground, as if it is flying on the clouds and riding on the mist.

That foot stomped on the tree branch where it was standing, splitting the tree branch as thick as a bowl. A claw scratched the tree trunk, leaving scratch marks on the five fingers.

The sharp branches passed over his body and cut his skin, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

On the contrary, the blood splattered made him even more manic and excited!

He crossed the mountain peak, passed through the woods, and headed straight to the Sutra Pavilion in a straight line without stopping for a moment.

The power in his body has never been so surging before, as if it is endless, just waiting for the monkey to squander it.

He jumped up on the edge of the cliff and landed firmly, shattering the floor.

Shaking and panting, he slowly stood up.

In the shadow of the moon, a seven-story tower rises, with wind-carved eaves, simple and solemn.

In front of you is the Sutra Library Pavilion.

Seeing the arrival of the monkey, the Taoist disciples guarding the Sutra Pavilion were suddenly startled and showed their weapons one after another.

The monkey actually came directly to the front door!

Yu Yi rushed out of the attic and pulled out the flying sword he was wearing, but he was so shocked that he didn't know whether he should step forward or not.

"What does he want to do? From the front entrance?" His eyes widened.

Monkeys often come to the Sutra Pavilion to steal books. This is known to everyone in the temple. And he, the second-generation disciple who was directly ordered by Subhuti to guard the Sutra Pavilion, had always turned a blind eye.

But why did the monkey come directly from the main entrance? Isn't this... embarrassing yourself?

Yu Yi couldn't understand.

The monkey stepped forward slowly, breathing deeply, and walked towards the Sutra Pavilion step by step. His bare feet touched the ground, leaving deep footprints.

The moonlight illuminated his face.

All the Taoist disciples suddenly took a breath.

How is this going? What happened? !

The fur on his body stood upright, he roared loudly, his fangs were exposed, his ferocious and twisted face, and his scarlet eyes.

Yu Yi's cheek twitched violently.

"Senior Brother Yu Yi...Uncle Sun...what should we do?" A Taoist disciple quietly walked up to Yu Yi and asked in a low voice.

Yeah, what to do? How to do?

Master has never explained this situation before!

Yu Yi gritted his teeth and clenched the sword in his hand, but he didn't know what to do.

"What should I say? To fight or not to fight? Are we just going to let him walk into the Sutra Pavilion through the main entrance?"

Yu Yi had no answer in his heart.

The order was delayed.

Taoist disciples armed with weapons surrounded the monkey, but without orders, if the monkey took one step forward, they could only take one step back.

Just when Yu Yi was panicking, two black figures jumped up in the air and appeared from behind the monkey. Under the moonlight, everyone could see the cold weapons in the hands of the newcomers!

In the shadows, the corners of the monkey's grin were slightly raised.

At that moment, everyone clearly saw the smile on the monkey's face, that weird smile.

A creepy feeling.

Before anyone could react, the monkey had already leaned forward and fell to the ground.

The next moment, the body supported by the terrifying arm strength suddenly jumped back, and a pair of feet stepped heavily on the abdomen of the visitor.

Two screams of agony filled the night sky.

The two men were kicked to the ground before they even had time to see the monkey's intentions.

Struggling, rolling, pushing himself up.

Being stepped on directly on the abdomen, they almost vomited out bile.

All the Taoist disciples present were astonished.

This attack was fierce, sharp, completely out of control, and impossible to defend against. The two Naishen realm Taoist disciples were knocked to the ground in an instant!

"What...is going on?" Yu Yi couldn't help but clenched the sword in his hand.

Just now, he was worried that he accidentally injured the monkey by preventing it from entering the Sutra Pavilion. Now that he thought about it, this worry was completely unnecessary.

If the monkey takes action, he probably won't be able to survive two rounds.

"He has broken through to the state of Nashen." With a helpless smile, Yu Yi slowly took a step back.

Those who can withstand extraordinary pain possess extraordinary strength. The difference between the path of a practitioner and the path of an enlightened person. After all, the way of cultivating immortals is also fair.

With a wave of his hand, the encirclement quickly dispersed, leaving enough space for the two sides to fight.

"No matter what, don't do anything with Uncle Sun." With the last words, Yu Yi quietly retreated and left. The current situation is no longer under his control.

The monkey jumped up from the ground, turned around and looked directly at the two of them, with the same weird smile mixed with a distorted expression, and the body was trembling as if it had endured great pain: "Hehehehe, hahahaha! "

He laughed crazily, as if he were crying, and no one could tell his true emotions.

The torn soul, the mind is twisting in the struggle.

Scarface was obviously frightened. He stared at the monkey with his eyes wide open. He covered his abdomen with one hand and tightly held the three-edged iron claw that was still in his hand with the other hand, struggling. He tried to stand up, but a stream of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth: "What's going on... This kind of strength, even if you are in the realm of Nashen, you shouldn't..."

"Be careful—!" the one-eyed dragon on the side exclaimed.

Before Scarface could react, the monkey had already sprinted in front of him. Without any mercy, he kicked Scarface on the chin with a hook. His whole body suddenly flipped into the air, and the sprayed blood drew a parabola and splashed wet I saw the monkey’s ferocious face.

And he didn't even blink.

Everyone could clearly hear the terrifying "click" sound, which was the sound of a broken jaw.

After falling again, Scarface had completely lost consciousness, and was completely defeated before he even had time to use the magic weapon in his hand!

The one-eyed dragon, who had just raised his scimitar and was about to help, looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief. The corner of his mouth twitched, and he fell to the ground in a daze, even the knife he was holding fell out of his hand.

He didn't know how the monkey suddenly became so strong, but he knew that he had no hope of winning.

The opponent who can completely subdue Scarface with just one move is simply not something he can match.

It was only two months ago. Two months ago, although he was scared, he could still torture the monkey as long as he was careful enough.

But now, they have been completely surpassed, and the distance is so large that it is unimaginable!

What happened in the past two months?

"This is impossible... this is impossible..." He muttered to himself as if he had lost his soul.

…

"Get out of the way! I have something urgent to see Master!"

The door was knocked open and Yu Yi quickly knelt down in front of Subhuti.

"Master! Something happened!"

At this time, Nasubhuti was still holding the black piece of wood and carefully carving the seal, and said unhurriedly: "Master, I already know."

The expression on his face was so cold that even the Taoist disciple who had practiced with him for nearly a hundred years felt unfamiliar, but the seal-carving hands never stopped.

Yu Yi hesitated and kowtowed.