Wanjie Athletics, I choose Zhang Sanfeng to start

It's a pity that Sun Wukong's stick, although well-intentioned, is still a bit lighter.

Those vague and distant memories began to emerge more clearly in Sun Wukong's mind.

He is unusual.

It was originally the backhand deliberately left behind by the former Heavenly Court when the evil spirit invaded.

When he plucked up his courage and started to fight evil, he followed his fighting instinct, and those spells that were originally vague were also activated on him, like the programs that had been reprinted long ago.

With a flick of the long stick.

In the next moment, Sun Wukong's whole body was burning up, turning into a round of scorching sun, mixed with monstrous power, and straight... He slammed into those arhats fiercely.

At this moment, he is sharp all over.

Although it looks like a fireball, it is as proud as the scorching sun.

This kind of battle is hearty.

Abandoning all distracting thoughts, it seems to have returned to some kind of true nature.

Sun Wukong raised his head and roared.

Behind him are Sha Wujing, Zhu Wulong and Tang Yanrou whose eyes are gradually becoming dull.

Sha Wujing and Zhuwulong seemed to be touched by Monkey King.

But when they intended to follow suit, they found that they couldn't "ignite" like Sun Wukong.

They are still worried.

In other words, the 'Ran' belonging to Sun Wukong cannot be reproduced on them.

"when!"

This blow made ghosts cry and gods howled, and the trembling sound of metal seemed to shatter the entire void, and then wiped out everything around.

The oscillating sound seemed to penetrate the distance.

The large formation formed by the Arhats appeared fragmented under the impact of Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong's blood was churning, surging like a stormy sea, flowing in his blood vessels, making bursts of surging sounds.

He is seething, awakening.

In the world of Evil Journey to the West, the identities of the four protagonists all have their origins, roles, and magical uses.

However, with the identity of Chen Xuanzang, when it comes to Cao Zhe, although it is not a secret investment.

But for Cao Zhe, there was little difference between having and not having that increase.

At this time, Sun Wukong, as the only awakened one among the four protagonists, is venting his edge on his battlefield.

"Boom!"

The air trembled intermittently.

Just like the sound of the god drum passed down from the palace of Lingxiao, Sun Wukong's stick drives his body to penetrate the defense again and again.

Beat the four arhats from the sky to the ground, and from the ground to the air.

"Crack!"

Another shattered defense.

The heads of the two Arhats were also crushed by Sun Wukong at the same time.

He actually killed three Arhats in a row.

Such a record is already the only one among ordinary competitors.

It's just that the arhats are not kind.

Two Arhats perish, but there are five Arhats to replace them.

At this time, almost more than half of the Arhats had gathered around Sun Wukong, planning to gnaw off his tough bone first.

Then deal with the sender team.

The arhats... were also really fired.

After all, they are all vicious guys, what good things can there be?

Before attacking, in fact, due to some reasons, I restrained a little bit.

At least before that, they were still hesitating, which one of the four to choose to save their lives.

Now, don't hesitate!

At least Sun Wukong, he must die!

The sound wave roared, shaking the void.

It is hard to tell whether it is cold or cruel, quiet or dark, and the chaotic color, with endless malice, gallops towards Sun Wukong.

Under the joint efforts of the seven arhats, the methods they used were naturally more urgent, fiercer, and fiercer.

But wherever this breath passed, everything began to collapse and rot.

The warring Gaoshan country army also began to evacuate to the surrounding area.

This has gone beyond what they can participate in.

Sun Wukong recalled!

Recalling the 'Monkey King' he knew, he wanted to emulate and become him.

Every time he swung the stick, he felt that he was getting closer to that figure.

But the seven arhats!

That's actually a lot more.

A temporary outbreak can double Sun Wukong's combat power, but it cannot make him invincible.

This is like, a person who is usually weak and bully can indeed defeat his opponent who usually bullies him if he becomes ruthless.

But if it is turned into a super existence that can kill anyone in front of them.

Sun Wukong was knocked out.

The fiery red evil spirit burning on his body was being grabbed by black palms one after another, and then ruthlessly tore into pieces.

Sun Wukong seemed to be stripped of his disguise, exposing his original fragility.

"Back off!"

"Let me do it!" Sha Wujing's voice came from behind Sun Wukong.

Hearing this voice, Sun Wukong felt exhausted all over his body.

He's about to fall!

I'm going to fall into this voice.

The persistent fighting spirit seemed to be disappearing with this call.

But suddenly!

Sun Wukong cheered up.

He growled, lifting his spirits.

"There is no great sage behind Wuzhi Mountain, and there is no true Tathagata in the western sky!"

"I'm going to die today, and I don't want to retreat!" Sun Wukong straightened his body suddenly, then vomited blood, charging without hesitation.

Zhu Wulong squinted, looked at Sun Wukong like this, and cursed secretly: "Crazy!"

Then I was inexplicably envious.

Even in the last competition, when he was Dharma King, he had never been so energetic.

Sun Wukong spoke very powerfully.

But after he rushed up, he was actually just being beaten.

And was beaten badly.

All the acupoints in the body are collapsing.

The evil energy stored in the acupoints is collapsing.

The supernatural power seeds condensed in the spirit platform began to crumble and shatter under repeated stimulation.

The distance cannot be opened, and most of the powerful spells that require forward swing cannot be cast.

Sun Wukong said two harsh words, but still fell into the quagmire of hard fighting.

There is a devil inside calling him, asking him to beg for mercy, to ask for help, to retreat.

But there is also a demonic nature supporting him.

Let him continue to fight and continue to wave the stick in his hand!

In a blur, he seemed to see those eyes again.

This time, the owner of the eyes became blurred, and only the eyes became clearer.

"Have you tried your best?" The owner of those eyes seemed to be asking.

"I... tried my best?" Sun Wukong muttered.

"Since you have tried your best, then I will let you continue to work hard!"

"Professor, this is the first time I have done this kind of thing."

"Just wait and see!"

"How much you learn, how much you understand, it all depends on you."

"You like to use sticks, then I will pass on to you a set of Qitian stick techniques I created!"

"The first stick... Yuyu clarified Wan Liai!"

"This stick is to make those who are not used to it, those who don't understand it, and those who don't like it, all be wiped out!"

Chapter 455 Calling Master

The powerful stick shadow rolled back and forth in Sun Wukong's mind.

Then it was deeply imprinted into his soul.

Everyone has potential.

Some people's potential can be seen at a glance, and some people's potential needs to wait for the opportunity.

At this moment, at this moment, Sun Wukong has met Cao Zhe's expectations of him.

When he chooses such a hearty battle, he has already lived up to the name he bears.

Therefore, without hesitation, Cao Zhe chose to fulfill and support him.

Perhaps he will never reach the height of Cao Zhe, nor the height of the real Monkey King.

But so what?

The big human race can't accommodate a Sun Wukong?

The raging golden flames shot out from Sun Wukong's opened eyes.

At this moment, in Sun Wukong's mind, there are still those cudgel moves and the aftertaste of the cudgel artistic conception.

Therefore, even the stick in his hand was already full of scars.

Even his body was already overwhelmed.

But he still chose to fight again!

war!war!war!

Hearty battle!

A series of attacks came towards him like a tide from all directions.

Sun Wukong just stood there, standing in one place.