Chapter 1239: Chapter 385: The Martial King Title Is Changing Hands
Seeing that the Wind God did not sit there obediently, and even dared to make a move, Sun Wukong’s eyes suddenly lit up.
He swung his staff, almost using all his strength.
Bang.
The Wind God left quickly and returned even faster.
He was smashed back by Sun Wukong’s staff, his chest caved in.
Meng Tianhuo watched the scene before him speechlessly; he had already mentioned that this Sun Wukong was not to be messed with.
Yet, the Wind God didn’t believe him, and now he’s paid the price.
Divine Enthronement also jumped in surprise, immediately believing what Meng Tianhuo had said.
No, he felt Meng Tianhuo underestimated the opponent.
Even among the Supremes, though the Wind God wasn’t the topmost figure, he was definitely not at the bottom.
The Heavenly Emperor would still need some effort to kill him, after all.
With just one strike, the monkey could send him flying, showing how strong the monkey’s power was.
No wonder Meng Tianhuo dared not step forward; the opponent’s power was too formidable.
However, the Wind God still didn’t give up.
He operated his Mysterious Skill, repaired his injuries, and then said to Meng Tianhuo: “Meng, let’s attack together, I don’t believe that two Supremes can’t handle him.”
Meng Tianhuo hesitated for a moment but finally nodded in agreement.
They approached Sun Wukong, intending to join forces in a hand-to-hand combat against him.
One Supreme couldn’t defeat Sun Wukong, but two Supremes together, unless Sun Wukong had the strongest power below the Heavenly Emperor, otherwise, he definitely couldn’t beat them.
Sun Wukong cast a sidelong glance at them, revealing a cold smile on his face.
Although the two wanted to besiege him, Sun Wukong wasn’t too worried.
Even if they join forces, defeating him wouldn’t be easy.
Boom.
A fierce battle erupted.
The Wind God and Meng Tianhuo teamed up and fiercely fought with Sun Wukong.
The mana from the three burst out, with powerful Qi suppressing, they were embroiled in battle.
Facing the siege of two Supremes, Sun Wukong was not afraid in the slightest.
He swung the Jingu Bang, wreaking havoc.
Both in heaven and earth, Sun Wukong’s figure was omnipresent.
If one talks about battling many, no one has more experience than Sun Wukong.
From the Havoc in Heaven to collecting scriptures on the Journey to the West Path, when hasn’t he fought against many?
The two Supremes besieged him, yet Sun Wukong wasn’t afraid at all.
The Wind God and Meng Tianhuo fought intensely, their weapons released fearful power.
The two Supremes attacked with full force, aiming to suppress Sun Wukong.
But, they were terrified to find out.
That achieving this wasn’t an easy task.
Sun Wukong was simply too wild, completely a Victorious Fighting Sage, his combat skills were formidable, and his combat awareness was terrifyingly strong, each strike made them want to applaud.
“Oh heavens, there’s actually such a formidable martial artist in the world, I think Martial King’s title might need to be switched.”
The Wind God exclaimed.
As soon as he finished speaking, he realized something was off, he had said the wrong thing.
Indeed, Martial King’s cold gaze looked over, immediately making the Wind God sweat on his forehead.
His words just now, though sincere, indeed offended Martial King.
When Martial King’s gaze fell on Sun Wukong, he had to admit, what the Wind God said made sense.
This formidable being called Sun Wukong before him, his martial skills were not inferior in the slightest compared to his own.
Even if he were in Sun Wukong’s position and executed his techniques, it wouldn’t necessarily be better than Sun Wukong.
So it’s not surprising the Wind God exclaimed that the Martial King’s title might need to be reassigned.
If Sun Wukong’s cultivation could reach this level, he indeed would have the qualification to compete for the Martial King title.
As the battle continued, more powerful figures arrived.
After all, this was the Nine Wastes, Martial King’s base.
Feeling that Martial King and outsiders were in conflict, their aid naturally arrived.
Altogether, seven Supremes came in unison.
They watched the scene before them, ready to join the fray.
At this moment, Sun Wukong’s eyes turned cold.
He drove back the Wind God and Meng Tianhuo, his pair of golden eyes falling on those people’s faces, Sun Wukong coldly said: “Listen well, I, Old Sun, and the Eastern King are here as representatives of the Three Realms and Heavenly Court. Consider carefully before making a move. If you anger the Heavenly Court, don’t expect to enter the Three Realms.”
Sun Wukong’s gaze was ice-cold, sweeping over them, instantly making them feel cold all over.
They looked at each other, exchanging glances, seeing the hesitation in each other’s eyes.
Helping Martial King was very important, they were well aware.
Even if they entered the Three Realms, Martial King was their pillar.
Without a strong Heavenly Emperor present, just them, the Remnant Clan, would find it hard to stand in the Three Realms.
But, if they are detested by the Heavenly Court, preventing their entry into the Three Realms, they will face a catastrophic disaster.
Even if they ultimately entered the Three Realms, they would be targeted by the Heavenly Court.
Even the Three Pure Ones of such Creation Realm status don’t have absolute authority against the Heavenly Court, showing how terrifying the Heavenly Court truly is.
They definitely didn’t want to offend the Heavenly Court.
For a moment, no one dared to make a move.
Even the Wind God settled down, weighing the consequences.
Even Meng Tianhuo was worried that if Sun Wukong urged these people to oppose Meng Wu, these people might even turn traitor.
Their desire to enter the Three Realms was simply too strong, becoming their biggest concern.
Only by reaching the Three Realms could they possibly further improve their cultivation and continue to live.
Meng Tianhuo dared not speak, merely observing the expressions on everyone’s faces.
Naturally, Sun Wukong wouldn’t let them kill Meng Wu.
Until now, Sun Wukong still wasn’t quite sure why the Eastern King took action.
But one thing he could confirm, the Eastern King wasn’t too inclined to kill Meng Wu.
If not, they could have worked together just now.
Or directly communicate with Yang Jian, and mobilize all the Heavenly Court’s powerful beings to conquer the Kunlun Ruins.
Two Heavenly Emperors cooperating, along with legions of strong warriors under their command, wiping out Kunlun Ruins wouldn’t be a difficult task.
Fortunately, Sun Wukong merely asked them not to act, which allowed Meng Tianhuo to relax.
The battle between the Eastern King and Meng Wu grew even more intense.
Meanwhile, everyone realized, although they seemed angry, there was no killing intent.
Meaning, the Eastern King was merely venting his anger, fundamentally not wanting to kill Meng Wu.
Thus, Meng Tianhuo and the others were reassured.
And Meng Wu clearly understood, he was merely acting as a human sandbag, as an outlet for the Eastern King’s anger.
This made him feel aggrieved, but he had no choice.
Who asked this matter to indeed be his fault.
Meng Wu was too aware of what the World-Destroying Demonic Qi represented; the Eastern King’s rage was entirely reasonable.
If it were him, he would have reacted the same way.
The battle continued, and everyone noticed, the Martial King was further at a disadvantage.
A strand of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, clearly on the verge of holding out.
The Eastern King glanced aside, punched Martial King back, making him fall to the ground, then ceased his attack.
“So weak.”
The Eastern King lightly spat out two words.