Chapter 19 Chapter 19

Looking at the sky where flames and snowflakes intertwined, Zixia thought: If the winner jumped back to her side after a while, should she believe him?The Monkey King who laughed wildly in the pain and panic of the gods. The Monkey King who was preoccupied on the westbound road. The Monkey King who woke up in a nightmare and couldn't hide the fear in his heart. The Monkey King whose eyes dimmed on the Demon Locking Column. She suddenly discovered that she never knew what Sun Wukong should look like. She only has the Monkey King in her heart, the hero who wears golden armor and treats gods as nothing.But the devil who pierced the sky, the painful monkey who hugged his head and shouted "Don't burn my Huaguo Mountain", why is it also Monkey King?

A thought flashed in her mind, who exactly did she want to come back to her alive?But she immediately stopped letting herself think about it. in the snow Monkey King finds himself facing an opponent he has never seen before. If every move of oneself is within the expectation of the opponent, then this battle will be impossible to fight. Sun Wukong felt like he was fighting a phantom, and every time he thought he was going to hit him, he was miraculously avoided by his opponent. He used all his tricks, changed dozens of positions in an instant, and made hundreds of moves. He almost used his speed to strike from all directions at the same time. Every time the opponent's figure was enveloped by his illusion Tens of thousands of sticks, but every time the golden cudgel hits, it only hits the air.

His power spurts in all directions, even if the opponent has the same speed as him, except for jumping out of the circle, it is impossible not to parry but not to be hit.Because the attack is like the myriad rays of the sun with no dead ends. It seems that there is only one possibility - the opponent does not exist. But sometimes with a subconscious wave, he collides with the opponent's golden cudgel! The opponent is obviously fighting back, but his stick method is impenetrable, and the opponent cannot attack every time. And he couldn't see the origin of the opponent's moves, which seemed impossible. Could it be that the speed of the opponent had reached the point where he couldn't see clearly?

No, Sun Wukong suddenly thought that the reason why he couldn't see the other party's moves clearly was because the other party was attacking in all directions at the same time, not only at him, just like him. It turned out that the opponent, like him, was unable to hit the target. And I can't see the opponent's moves clearly, and I can't deliberately avoid them, just like the sun can only be blocked and cannot be avoided.And it seems that the opponent can't hit him like this, which is also incomprehensible. "Dang!" The two sticks collided again, and Sun Wukong felt as if he had hit the steel hard, and the golden cudgel buzzed, and the shock was transmitted from the palm of his hand to his heart.

Steel should also be smashed. Is there anything in the world that cannot be destroyed by a golden cudgel?Maybe only the golden cudgel itself. Monkey King was startled, could it be... Every time he can hit the opponent, it is also the time when the opponent can hit himself!That's why the two sticks hit each other, and the forces cancel each other out. What is he fighting with? If this continues, the battle may never be victorious. "If you kill him, the curse will be lifted naturally..." Guanyin's words still rang in his ears. I can't lose, I must win!Sun Wukong thought, he roared, and the stick dance was faster and more urgent, no matter how fast and urgent! "I don't believe I can't hit you!"

But the gods could only hear that the clashing sounds of weapons in the wind and snow became more and more dense, and finally the tinkling sound became a piercing clamor. When the battle seemed to never end, they didn't know how long they had been fighting continuously. Everything around is no longer important, fire, wind, shouting, everything has disappeared. There is only one kind of will left, and the shadow of the word "failure" must not appear in my mind. So Sun Wukong couldn't stop, even though he felt that the battle was weird.Although still unable to catch the opponent's shadow.Although he sometimes suspects that he is alone in the world waving the golden cudgel wildly.

When the two Monkey Kings were about to use up their last bit of strength, Tathagata appeared. "Buddha, which of the two Monkey Kings is real?" asked the Giant Spirit God. Tathagata smiled and said, "Let me share it with you." "Sun Wukong." He said to the two people who were fighting together. Both of them jumped away, "What do you call my grandson?" "Sun Wukong, if you can jump out of my palm, I will give you the Heavenly Palace. If you can't jump out, you will go down to the lower realm honestly and practice a few more kalpas, but come to quarrel." Tathagata said.

"Who are you talking to?" Monkey King asked. Suddenly the monkey without the gold hoop laughed wildly. Standing there on his pole, his red cloak was ruffled by the wind, and he said, "Bah!" "what?" "Am I already out of your palm now?" Monkey laughed maniacally, "Who wants to bet with you, Lao Sun is very busy and there are still many places to be demolished, so I don't have time to play tricks with you." This scene is so familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen it before. He saw Zixia, she was looking at the center of the flame, staring at that figure.

"Don't you want to go back to Huaguo Mountain?" Tathagata waved his hand, and the clouds parted, revealing a piece of green mountains. "Huaguo Mountain... yes, Huaguo Mountain, flowers all over the mountain, fruits all over the mountain, friends all over the mountain... Go back to Huaguo Mountain... go home." The monkey looked out of the sky, revealing the light of longing. "But Huaguo Mountain has been destroyed, there is no more, no flowers and fruits, no living things..." The monkey continued to mutter, and suddenly turned his head and glared at the gods, "You ruined it, ruined them! I have lost everything No more! You won’t have anything either! Ah——!”

With a cry he rushed to the gods. Tathagata smiled and stretched out his five fingers. A huge force knocked the monkey to the ground, he jumped up again, was knocked down again, he stood up again... "If you don't do it, when will you wait?" said the voice. Sun Wukong was startled, are you calling him?Just now he almost thought that the one who was struggling was himself. That's not me, yes fortunately that's not me. I am Sun Wukong, how could Sun Wukong endure such a failure?How could it be possible to accept that kind of battle with no hope of victory. He felt that something was about to happen.

Sure enough, the fallen demon monkey suddenly jumped up again. "I—don't—admit—lose!" He let out a bestial roar, and blood spurted from his eyes. Monkey King knew that this was his last leap. He waited for such an opportunity like a dormant hunter. Sun Wukong squatted, bent his feet, and took off, and at that moment the stick was in his hand. A pure golden light, a perfect arc, an unprecedented attack. "No—————" a desperate cry.It's Zixia. Sun Wukong heard the voice. He couldn't help but turn around.Slowly wave your hand. It was just a moment within a moment. Another Wukong shot. Monkey King stood there, looking at the defeated under his feet. Once again he was victorious, as in every fight with the Goblin, he was always the last one. Wait a minute, the gods are all discussing who is dead and who is alive. Was it really the demon monkey who died? Or, the one who fell on the ground was himself. He touched his head, fortunately, the golden hoop was still there. That is the only sign that proves that he is Sun Wukong. That is the winner's golden crown. But why does that monkey suffer from severe pain? Zixia walked over step by step. Was she here to hug the winner? She came to him, but knelt down. He knelt beside the monkey that fell to the ground. she cried. She took the demon monkey's hand.It was the hand that was supposed to hit him with the golden cudgel just now but reached out to Zixia. She gently opened the hand. In that hand was a purple scarf. Sun Wukong suddenly felt that something in his body was split, like a stone was broken.