120: Chapter 120 Unfair 120: Chapter 120 Unfair Their attacks finally collided, resulting in a massive explosion between them.

Heaven and Earth were shattered, the area transformed into chaos, then restored by The Great Dao.

Lu Dongbin was sent flying, bloodied all over, crashing to the ground without being able to move even half a finger.

Xingtian, too, bore wounds, his blood flowing freely.

He looked at Lu Dongbin with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

“The immortals of the Daoist Sect nowadays seem to have more backbone than before.

You’re quite exceptional.

I’ll grant you a swift end.”

Just then, Sun Wukong raised his head, having nearly finished treating He Xiangu.

Hearing Xingtian’s words, Sun Wukong chuckled, “Do you really think so little of Old Sun?”

Hearing Sun Wukong’s words, the immortals who did not recognize him showed ecstatic expressions.

Just now, Fan Yao and the others had called for the Great Sage to come, and now Sun Wukong claimed his surname to be Sun; they had no doubt about Sun Wukong’s identity.

Xingtian noticed that after Sun Wukong spoke, the previously anxious Daoist immortals and experts from the Buddhist Sect all calmed down, showing complete confidence.

His interest piqued, Xingtian stared at Sun Wukong and asked, “You seem to be of great importance, their confidence in you is unwavering.

But no matter who you are, you will not stop me from slaughtering the city ahead, it’s my gift to the Yellow Emperor.”

Sun Wukong stood up, speaking indifferently, “Let’s make a bet.

If you can’t defeat me, then you must stop causing trouble for the common people and refrain from attacking those ordinary folks.

How about it?”

Xingtian couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

A mere successor dares to say he cannot be defeated.

“I appreciate your confidence.

Fine, I accept your challenge.

But if I win, I don’t need anything else from you, taking your life will suffice.”

“Quite a few have wished to kill Old Sun, but so far, none have managed to do so.”

Sun Wukong said, smiling.

He instructed He Xiangu to take care of Lu Dongbin.

He hadn’t intervened just now because he sensed that Lu Dongbin was on the verge of a breakthrough; naturally, he didn’t want Lu Dongbin to miss this chance.

Now, it was time for him to act.

The ancient War God Xingtian?

Heh,

What is there to fear?

Hum.

The void trembled slightly as Xingtian’s axe came slashing down.

Sun Wukong did not dodge; he pulled out the Jingu Bang from his ear and with a whisk in the wind, it transformed into a staff as thick as the mouth of a bowl and two zhang long, launching an attack directly.

Shimmering with golden light, the Jingu Bang surged with enormous mana as Wukong swung it fiercely:

The Qingming collided with the Jingu Bang, their tremendous mana shattering everything around them.

Some immortals who were too close suffered from the aftermath of their clash, spitting blood and severely injured.

Everyone kept their distance, not daring to get close.

The contention between the two War Gods was unlike any other scene before.

With every movement, they could crush the void.

After a single exchange, they separated.

Xingtian’s hand holding the Qingming trembled slightly; he stared at Sun Wukong with disbelief in his eyes.

The opponent had actually matched him evenly; where on earth did this formidable person come from?

Could it be that the successors of later generations are all this powerful?

“Who are you?”

Xingtian suddenly asked.

He had to take Sun Wukong seriously now.

Despite his confidence in emerging victorious, he did not dare to underestimate Sun Wukong.

The other was too strong, definitely a War God on the same level as him.

This level referred not to realm but to combat power.

And since Sun Wukong had not ascended to become a Heavenly Venerate, in a certain sense, he was more defiant of the heavens than Xingtian.

Once he steps into the realm of a Heavenly Venerate, Xingtian might not be his match.

“Great Sage Equalling Heaven, Sun Wukong.”

Sun Wukong announced his name.

Faced with a master like Xingtian, there was naturally no point in hiding anything.

Xingtian paused slightly, a strange expression on his face, and said, “So you are the one Kunpeng asked me to kill.

I wondered why, if it were just anybody, Kunpeng himself wouldn’t act, but instead sent me.

Your strength is indeed formidable.”

Was it Kunpeng stirring up trouble again?

Sun Wukong frowned and said with a cold laugh, “How shameful it is for the mighty War God from ancient times to work for such despicable and shameless beings.

Don’t you feel disgraced?”

Xingtian smiled faintly, his expression also somewhat disdainful.

“Of course, I would not be working for Kunpeng, but since he helped me find my head and brought me back to life, I agreed to do one thing for him.”

“To kill me?”

“No, how could I be so foolish as to agree to kill you without knowing your strength?

I just agreed to make a move for him once.”

Xingtian said, laughing heartily.

“Make your move.”

Sun Wukong stated.

He pointed his Jingu Bang at Xingtian.

In any case, a battle between them was inevitable.

Xingtian’s eyes became fierce as he took the initiative to strike.

Sun Wukong charged forward as well, and they clashed, the staff meeting the axe in combat.

The exquisite Martial Arts skills of the pair left the onlookers in awe.

Everyone felt that even if they were as powerful as these two, facing these war gods, they would likely not withstand even three moves.

Their control over strength and mastery of the combat rhythm had reached an astonishing level, something not any ordinary Immortal could compare with.

The reason why War Gods are called War Gods is that their combat power far surpasses that of their peers.

The two fought hundreds of rounds without determining a victor.

Sun Wukong snorted coldly, displaying his three heads and six arms technique, causing his Jingu Bang to also split into three, as he continued the assault.

Xingtian was completely forced into defense, appearing somewhat ragged.

But for Sun Wukong to achieve victory was also an extremely difficult task.

Xingtian roared repeatedly, his qingming turning into a whirl as he sought to break Sun Wukong’s suppression.

Their continuous collisions sent them soaring into the Vault of Heaven and then crashing down into the earth, causing fluctuations that shook the Three Realms.

The Grand Sorcerers turned to look in that direction, their hearts pounding with fear.

It wasn’t just because of Xingtian’s valiance, but also Sun Wukong’s performance, as he was almost completely suppressing Xingtian.

This Great Sage Equalling Heaven was truly on the rise.

Of course, there were some who couldn’t see the situation clearly, their expressions full of contempt.

“So Xingtian is this weak, even a monkey can suppress him.

If I were there, I could slay Xingtian in less than a hundred moves.”

“Indeed, the War God of Ancient Times is nothing special after all, to be suppressed by a monkey.

Ridiculous.

What’s so impressive about that monkey to warrant a fight to this extent?”

“I really want to enter the fray.

What Xingtian, what monkey, I could reduce them to ashes with a snap of my fingers.”

…

Such clowns were not few in the Three Realms; there were demons, Immortals, and even powerhouses from the Buddhist Realm who all had a high opinion of themselves.

The battle between Sun Wukong and Xingtian intensified, each of Wukong’s staff strikes being stronger than the last, and eventually, Xingtian was left with only the ability to parry.

Just when Sun Wukong was preparing to make one final effort to take down Xingtian, Xingtian suddenly exclaimed, “Wait a moment.”

Then, he stopped fighting.

Sun Wukong also halted his attack, eyeing Xingtian with visible impatience.

“What are you trying to do?”

Xingtian said seriously, “This fight isn’t fair.”

Unfair?

Sun Wukong was baffled.

But Xingtian paid no attention to that, his face a tad red as he said, “Having been sealed for so many years without food, I’m starving.

Naturally, I cannot exert my true power.

Let’s say I lost this time, and after I have eaten and am full, I will seek you out for a rematch.”

Sun Wukong: “…”