Chapter 99: The Peach Garden of the Second World War (7)

  "You think you can take on the True Lord with just a few hundred blows? You're just a presumptuous, self-proclaimed equal of heaven's monkey king, and yet you dare?" The clear voice immediately turned cold, speaking without any mercy.

  Sun Wukong suddenly flew into a rage and was about to hit Wu Yun without caring about anything when he was firmly pressed down by a hand.

  "Now that Erlang Shen has arrived, come out and see him. Whether it's the Heavenly Court sending you to capture Sun Wukong or seeking revenge for Nezha, we brothers will take care of it. Why bother with idle chatter?" The one who grabbed Sun Wukong was Lei Hao. Guessing that the newcomer was none other than the famous Three Realms War God Erlang Shen Yang Jian, Lei Hao feared that Sun Wukong would be at a disadvantage and rushed forward to firmly hold him down.

  The dark clouds in the sky suddenly slowly parted, revealing a huge mouth. In the golden sunlight, a figure suddenly flew out.

  Lei Hao infused his eyes with fa power and took a closer look, seeing the leader: elegant appearance, dignified demeanor, ears hanging down to shoulders, eyes shining brightly. He wore a three-mountain flying phoenix hat on his head, a light goose-yellow robe on his body, golden boots with dragon-patterned socks, a jade belt with eight-treasured makeup. At his waist hung a new moon-shaped quiver, and in his hand he grasped a three-pointed two-bladed spear.

  Behind him, a large black dog with bared teeth followed closely. Lei Hao saw it and thought to himself, "Indeed, it's the Second Master."

  After Erlang Shen came out, he didn't even glance at Sun Wukong, but stared tightly at Lei Hao. After a few breaths, he slowly asked: "Are you the Great Sage of Ten Thousand Jin, Lei Hao?"

  Lei Hao nodded expressionlessly.

  "Then, brother Nezha, did he die at your hands?" asked Erlang Shen slowly.

  Lei Hao nodded again, secretly being on his guard in his heart.

  After nodding at Lei Hao, Er Lang Shen pointed his three-pointed double-edged spear at Lei Hao and said in a cold voice: "So, let's fight. Let Ben Zhen Jun take a good look, who can kill Nezha? If you only killed Nezha brother by luck, then you will definitely die under the hands of Ben Zhen Jun."

  Upon seeing Erlang Shen, Lei Hao's face sank immediately. He summoned Tulong, grasping the hilt of the sword tightly with one hand, and said expressionlessly: "What kind of thing I am, you will soon find out. When Nezha came to challenge me earlier, I told him that if he wanted to fight me, he must be prepared to die. Today, I ask you, True Lord, now that your weapon is pointed at me, are you also prepared to die?"

  The Second Young Master's elegant eyebrows furrowed, and he coldly said: "Awareness of death? Ben Zhen Jun is not Nezha's brother, Ben Zhen Jun has never had any awareness of death. Ben Zhen Jun only knows war, victory! This is the creed in the heart of Yang Jian, the War God renowned throughout the Three Realms!

  After finishing speaking, Erlang Shen gazed at Lei Hao, a sharp and oppressive aura like a knife rushed towards Lei Hao.

  Lei Hao also stared at Erlang Shen, and a violent aura burst out from his body, rushing towards Erlang Shen like thunder.

  In the midst of a demon and an immortal, a muffled sound suddenly came out of thin air, and Lei Hao and Erlang Shen both took a step back at the same time.

  Lei Hao's heart suddenly condensed, and Er Lang also gathered his mind, which had been lightly neglecting him.

  The next moment, Lei Hao and Er Lang Shen simultaneously wielded their weapons and flashed out like lightning.

  Just as the two were about to clash, a golden rod suddenly appeared and held back the two combat knives. It was none other than Sun Wukong, who had been overlooked by Erlang Shen.

  "Wukong, you go and deal with Muzha first, I'll take care of Erlang Shen." Lei Hao said to Sun Wukong with a frown.

  Sun Wukong's face turned serious, and he turned to Lei Hao and said: "Last time, I was in seclusion, Nezha gave way to you, but today this little three-eyed one actually dared to ignore me. This time, no matter what, let me come, don't blame me for turning against you if you try to snatch it again."

  The Second Young Master of the Gods looked at the two demons who were treating him like a commodity, scrambling to get him. He glared and said in a cold voice, "No need to fight over me, you can both come together."

  Lei Hao hadn't even had a chance to speak, when Sun Wukong preempted him by saying: "With your three small eyes, you still want us brothers to go up together? You're not even worthy!" Sun Wukong was truly a monkey who held grudges.

  The Second Son of Heaven's eyes gleamed with a fierce light, and with a wave of the weapon in his hand, he charged at Sun Wukong to kill him. Lei Hao could only helplessly retreat several hundred feet, making space for the two to fight.

  When Sun Wukong and Erlang Shen started fighting, Mu Zha, who had been silent all along, suddenly burst out, swinging his stick to kill Lei Hao.

  Lei Hao's eyes were fixed on Sun Wukong and Erlang Shen, his head didn't turn back as he heavily swung the back of his knife onto Mu Zha's mixed iron rod, the mixed iron rod broke on the spot. Then, the back of Tulong's knife went down with unabated force, heavily smashing onto Mu Zha's chest, a huge force sent him flying back into the dark clouds.

  "Not good, the Second Prince has been seriously injured by that old demon... Someone come quickly..." Then after the dark cloud, there was another burst of frantic noise.

  Lei Hao didn't have time to care about the commotion after the dark clouds, he just stared intently at the battle between Sun Wukong and Erlang Shen.

  This battle is indeed much more brilliant than Sun Wukong's battle with Mu Zha.

  Yang Jian's cultivation was at the peak of Golden Immortal, similar to that of Niu Mo Wang and Shi Tu Wang. However, his martial arts skills were far superior to those of his elder brothers. With a single swing of the Three Realms' unique and peerless divine artifact, the Triple-Pointed Double-Edged Spear, he danced with the elegance of a dragon and the precision of a phoenix, without any flaws or openings.

  But Sun Wukong is not weak now, and he originally belongs to the kind of person who gets stronger when encountering a strong opponent, so even if Erlang Shen's cultivation and martial arts are stronger than Sun Wukong, it would be difficult to win him without fighting for several months.

  The two of them clashed, and it was truly a meeting of equals, with the outcome hanging in the balance. The battle raged on, causing the sky to darken and the sun and moon to lose their light. It seemed as though only the cold glint of the three-pronged spear and the golden glow emitted by the Golden-Hooped Rod flashed through the air between heaven and earth.

  Encountering Erlang Shen, a powerful opponent, Sun Wukong also showed some signs of going berserk. His eyes gleaming with golden light, he shouted and yelled, his Golden-Hooped Rod flying up and down, sometimes blocking, sometimes attacking, unleashing a flurry of ultimate moves such as "Tearing the Sky" and "Overturning Heaven and Earth", and occasionally throwing out some unprecedented and bizarre techniques that disrupted Erlang Shen's strict and orderly tactics.

  And Erlang Shen was also gradually getting into the state, exerting his strength as the War God of the Three Realms. The three-pointed double-edged spear had almost become a silver line, flashing strangely around Sun Wukong's vital points, and the spearhead would occasionally burst out with a clear and cold aura, every time it brushed past, the aura would also make Sun Wukong's hair stand on end.

  After hundreds of moves, Erlang Shen still couldn't gain the upper hand over Sun Wukong, and instead allowed Sun Wukong to regain his slight disadvantage. Seeing this stalemate, Erlang Shen took advantage of a brief moment when Sun Wukong was on the defensive after being forced back by a swing of his spear, and opened his divine eyes at the spot between his eyebrows, shooting a blue light towards Sun Wukong.

  Sun Wukong, wielding the golden hoop rod to deflect the three-pointed and double-edged spear, only felt a sudden chill in his heart, a thrill, and immediately dodged to one side, avoiding that blue light. The blue light shot straight out of the East Sea, directly creating a huge pit with a diameter of one zhang (about 3.3 meters) on the surface of the sea, which was bottomless, and all the seawater in this huge pit had disappeared.

  Sun Wukong's divine consciousness swept across, and he was shocked to the core. After fending off the three-pointed two-edged spear's attack once again, he said with a face full of disdain: "I thought you were an upright and honest good fellow, but it turns out you're also a despicable scoundrel who stoops to underhanded means."

  "Ha! This is my divine power, how can you stop it?"

  Sun Wukong pulled out a handful of his hair, pinched it into a spell: "Change!" These hairs transformed into many 'Sun Wukongs', each with the same clothes and weapons as the real Sun Wukong, even their movements were identical. The next moment, these Sun Wukongs simultaneously swung their golden staffs at Erlang Shen.

  The Second Son of Heaven wielded a three-pointed, double-bladed spear that blew wind and water away, holding off all the monkey-haired "Sun Wukongs" who were attacking him. However, he didn't notice the real Sun Wukong hiding among them, who struck his buttocks with a heavy blow.

  After succeeding with one move, Sun Wukong swept away the numerous fake Wukongs in the sky with a wave of his hand. Laughing so hard that he was holding his belly and rolling around in mid-air, he said: "Look at you, little three-eyed creature, who can't even take care of your own head or backside! How's this? Is my one move going to send you to the Five Elements Reincarnation Wheel? It's really laughing old Sun to death!"

  Erlang Shen gritted his teeth and stared at Sun Wukong, his face turning pale one moment and blue the next. After a few deep breaths, he shook his body violently and shouted loudly: "Transform!"

  Yang Jian transformed into a giant, his body as high as ten thousand meters, one head reaching the sky and the other stepping on the ground. Only his two hands were visible, holding the three-pointed and double-edged divine halberd, resembling the peak of Mount Hua. His face was green, his teeth were sharp, and his hair was crimson red. After transforming into a giant, Erlang Shen lifted his foot and kicked Sun Wukong ruthlessly, causing the earth to shake and the mountains to tremble.

  He kicked twice, Erlang Shen thought Sun Wukong was either minced meat or seriously injured and couldn't get up. Just as he was about to put away his divine power of Heaven and Earth, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him at high speed.

  But it was Sun Wukong who also used the divine power of Heaven and Earth.

  The Second Son of Heaven, upon seeing Sun Wukong, became enraged and raised his three-pointed, double-edged spear, which was as majestic as Mount Hua, to stab at Sun Wukong. However, Sun Wukong showed no fear and wielded his golden-hooped staff, which was like the heavenly pillar on top of Mount Kunlun, to counter the Second Son of Heaven.

  The battlefield fighting has been going on until now, and there's nothing to see. The two of them are like blacksmiths in a workshop, swinging their weapons is just a chaotic mess without any particular skill or technique, the 'clanging' sound they make is just like the sound of hammering iron.

  This battle went on until nightfall, when Sun Wukong struck Erlang Shen back with his rod and said loudly: "Today I'll fight you this little three-eyed one until now. After I go back to eat my fill, drink enough, and rest for a while, tomorrow I'll fight you again. Let's consider it daily exercise to loosen up our muscles."

  After finishing speaking, Sun Wukong withdrew his divine power and returned to Mount Huaguo.

  The Second Son also received the divine power of Heaven and Earth, he gazed at Sun Wukong's distant back, suddenly whispered to himself with a faint smile: "This monkey is indeed a good opponent, I suppose that Great Sage Equaling Heaven will not be weak either. Brother, you fell into the hands of such a strong man, it doesn't humiliate your reputation!" After finishing speaking, the Second Son held his three-pointed two-edged spear and returned to Wuyun Mountain.

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