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- Zixia looked at the sky where flames and snowflakes intertwined, and she thought: If the winner jumps back to her after a while, should she believe him?
The Sun Wukong who laughed wildly in the pain and panic of the gods.
The Sun Wukong who was preoccupied on the way westward.
The Sun Wukong who woke up from a nightmare and couldn't hide the fear in his heart.
The Sun Wukong whose eyes dimmed on the Demon Locking Pillar.
She suddenly realized that she had never known what Sun Wukong should look like.
She only has the Sun Wukong in her heart, the majestic hero who wears golden armor and regards gods as nothing. But why is the demon who pierced the sky, the painful monkey holding his head and shouting "Don't burn my Huaguo Mountain" also Sun Wukong?
A thought flashed through her mind, who exactly did she want to come back to her alive? But she immediately stopped letting herself think about it.
In the wind and snow
Sun Wukong found himself encountering an opponent he had never seen before.
If every move you make is expected by the other party, then this battle will be unwinnable.
Sun Wukong felt like he was fighting a phantom. 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 executed hundreds of moves. He almost used his speed to hit his opponents from all directions at the same time. Every time, the opponent's figure was shrouded in his transformed form. Thousands of sticks were struck, but every time the golden cudgel struck, it only hit the air.
His power shoots out in all directions. Even if the opponent has the same speed as him, there is no way he can avoid being hit except by jumping out of the circle. Because the attack is like the sun's ten thousand rays with no blind spots.
There seems to be only one possibility - the opponent does not exist.
But sometimes, with a subconscious wave, he collided with his opponent's golden cudgel!
The opponent is obviously fighting back, but his stick technique is airtight and the opponent cannot attack every time.
And he actually couldn't see clearly where the opponent's moves came from. This seemed impossible. Could it be that the opponent's speed was so fast that he couldn't see clearly?
No, Sun Wukong suddenly thought that the reason why he couldn't see the opponent's moves clearly was because the opponent was attacking in all directions at the same time, just like him, instead of just attacking him.
It turns out that the opponent is just like him, unable to hit the target.
"But I can't clearly see the opponent's moves and can't deliberately avoid them, just like the sun can only be blocked but cannot be avoided." And it seems that it is also incomprehensible that the opponent can't hit him.
"Dang!" The two sticks collided together again. Sun Wukong felt as if he had hit the steel with force. The golden cudgel buzzed, and the shock spread directly from the palm of his hand to his heart.
And steel should also be smashed. Is there anything in the world that a golden hoop cannot destroy? Maybe it's just the golden cudgel itself.
Sun Wukong was shocked, could it be
Every time he can hit his opponent, it is also the time when his opponent can hit himself! That¡¯s why the two sticks hit each other, and their strength cancels out each other.
What on earth is he fighting?
If this continues, the battle may never be decided.
"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 danced faster and faster, faster and faster! "I don't believe I can't hit you!"
But all the gods could hear was that the sound of weapons clashing in the wind and snow became increasingly dense, and finally the jinglings merged into one, becoming a harsh roar.
When the battle seemed to have no end, they kept fighting for who knows how long.
Everything around him is no longer important, the fire, the sound of the wind, the shouting, everything has disappeared.
The only thing left is the will to never let the shadow of the word "failure" appear in my mind.
So Sun Wukong couldn't stop, even though he felt that the battle was weird. Although he still couldn't catch his opponent's shadow. Although he sometimes suspected that he was alone in the world, waving the golden cudgel crazily.
When both Sun Wukongs were about to use up their last bit of strength, Tathagata appeared.
"Buddha, which of the two Sun Wukongs is the real one?" asked the giant spirit god.
Tathagata smiled and said, "I'll share it with you."
"Sun Wukong." He said to the two fighting men.
The two of them jumped away, "What do you want me to call you, Old Sun?"
"Sun Wukong, if you can jump out of my palm, I will give you the palace of heaven. If you can't jump out, you will go down to the lower world and practice for a few more kalpas before you come to quarrel."?" Tathagata said.
"Who are you talking to?" Sun Wukong asked.
Suddenly the monkey without the golden hoop laughed wildly.
He stood there with a stick, and the strong wind picked up his red cloak. He said, "Bah!"
"What?"
"Am I no longer in your palm now?" The monkey laughed wildly, "Who wants to bet with you? Lao Sun is very busy and there are still many places to be demolished. 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 the figure.
"Don't you want to go back to Huaguo Mountain?" Tathagata waved his hand, and the clouds dispersed, revealing a stretch of green mountains.
"Huaguo Mountainyes, Huaguo Mountain, filled with flowers, fruits, and friendsgo back to Huaguo Mountaingo home." The monkey looked out into the sky, revealing the light of longing.
"But Huaguo Mountain has been destroyed. There are no more flowers, fruits, and no living beings" The monkey then murmured, suddenly turning his head and glaring at the gods, "It was you who destroyed it and them! I have lost everything." No more! You won¡¯t have anything either! Ah¡ª¡ª!¡±
He shouted and rushed towards 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, and stood up again
"If you don't take action yet, when will you wait?" said the voice.
Sun Wukong was shocked, were you calling him? He almost thought that the struggling person 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 you accept a battle with no hope of victory?
He felt something was about to happen.
Sure enough, the fallen demon monkey suddenly jumped up again.
"I - don't - admit - defeat!"
He roared like a beast and blood spurted from his eyes.
Sun Wukong knew that this was his last leap.
He was like a silent hunter waiting for such an opportunity.
Sun Wukong squatted down, bent his feet, and took off. At that moment, he already had the stick in his hand.
A pure golden light, a perfect arc, an unprecedented attack.
¡°No¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡± a desperate cry. It's Zixia.
Sun Wukong heard the voice.
He couldn't help but look back. The hand waved out slowly.
It was just a moment within a moment.
Another Wukong takes action.
Sun Wukong stood there, looking at the defeated man at his feet.
He won again. Like every battle with goblins, he was always the final winner.
Wait a minute, the gods are all talking among themselves, who is dead and who is alive.
Is the dead one really a demon monkey?
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 he is Sun Wukong.
That is the winner's golden crown.
But why does that monkey also suffer from severe pain?
Zixia walked over step by step.
Is she here to hug the winner?
She came to him and knelt down.
He knelt down next to the monkey who fell on the ground.
she cried.
She held 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 is a purple gauze scarf.
Sun Wukong suddenly felt something crack in his body, like a piece of stone shattering.
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