The Monkey King was at a dead end and his eyes were bloodshot.
In the first round of the fight, Goku was shocked by Yang Jian's strength. Not only did he not gain any advantage, but he also suffered serious injuries.
Only Goku and Yang Jian knew what happened in the blink of an eye.
One move.
The simplest and most direct clash of strength. The Ocean-Pacifying Divine Pillar smashed on the snow-white spear, and the strength of the two gushed out along their respective weapons.
At that moment, Goku almost had an illusion. He seemed to have returned to the time when he had just left Huaguo Mountain and drifted on the East Sea. It was only at that moment that he deeply understood his fragility and the boundlessness of the ocean.
Today, when he faced Yang Jian, he still seemed to be the little monkey who sat on a wooden raft and wanted to pursue the Art of Immortality. Meanwhile, Yang Jian was the boundless ocean that could sink him into eternal damnation at any time.
There was an absolute gap in cultivation and strength.
Goku did not even see any seriousness in Yang Jian's eyes. Yang Jian's gaze was extremely calm.
He had indeed underestimated the heroes of the world.
But so what?
Goku grabbed the Ruyi Jingu Bang and rushed forward again. The faint fear in his heart disappeared, and his figure was still charging forward.
Yang Jian simply took two steps forward. His figure appeared in the air and flickered twice.
There was another sound of weapons colliding. The ferocious Jingu Bang was accurately blocked by the snow-white spear. Then, he changed his move and smashed the body of the spear on the Monkey's chest, sending the Monkey flying.
However, this time, the Monkey felt that Yang Jian's strength was suddenly much weaker. When the weapons collided, there was not much impact.
Yang Jian's voice floated from the front. He was still extremely calm, but what he said almost made Goku lose his mind.
"I'll use the same strength as you. If you can hurt me, I'll let you go today."
Yang Jian said this deliberately to provoke Goku. However, in the ears of the Immortals and Buddhas, it was reasonable and confident, as well as disdain for the Monkey.
Sun Wukong's body suddenly expanded dozens of times, and Yang Jian also used Dharma World. The two figures fiercely clashed.
The spear and the Ocean-Pacifying Godly Pillar collided again. Sun Wukong was still the one who was repelled.
Yang Jian's robe was spotless. Sun Wukong's chain armor even had a few cracks, and his body had already suffered serious internal and external injuries.
However, Sun Wukong was still charging forward. His figure was a little stubborn, but his gaze never wavered.
Even if a Saint was here, he would not be able to let him die in silence. When his life was threatened, he could only fight with all his might to fight for a chance of survival!
This was Sun Wukong's instinct, his obsession, and his only will at this moment!
Defeating this expert named Yang Jian, even if it was just leaving a shallow mark on his robe …
However, in the fourth clash, Sun Wukong was still the one who was sent flying after two or three simple moves.
In fact, during these few attacks, Yang Jian did not use any mystical abilities. He only used simple but accurate moves to defeat Sun Wukong's seemingly ferocious but actually full of flaws.
"This is the Great Sage, Heaven's Equal?" Yang Jian sneered. "He's just so-so."
"Ah!" Sun Wukong roared angrily, and a wave of air surged out from his body. He charged forward again with the Ruyi Jingu Bang.
Yang Jian still dealt with it simply. His leisurely pace made Sun Wukong even more crazy.
Actually, Yang Jian could not help but feel a little disappointed.
Is this the monkey that I've spent more than 50 years teaching? Although I've only taught the monkey cultivation and not the Dao of fighting, at this moment, the monkey is only acting on his passion and does not consider the consequences at all …
Perhaps in the eyes of some immortals, this was very hot-blooded, but to Yang Jian, this was indeed a sign of extreme failure.
What he wanted to see was not that the monkey could defeat him under the conditions of the same strength, but that the monkey could calm down in time to think and ponder after being enraged.
He did not want to keep charging forward and being ferocious, but not change his moves at all.
Just like that, they fought for an hour …
Battle cries shook the sky everywhere in Huaguo Mountain. Wherever the 1,200 Grass-headed Gods passed, the demon soldiers would fall. Nearly half of Huaguo Mountain had been cleared.
In midair, the monkey king, who was already covered in injuries, and even his left arm and right leg were somewhat distorted, refused to fall.
The hands that were holding onto the Ruyi Jingu Bang were trembling. He had used all sorts of mystical abilities, but his opponent had broken through all of them. His opponent had used absolute strength to suppress him, causing him to lose his temper.
Yang Jian naturally would not kill him, but he had dealt a heavy blow.
If jade is not carved, it will not be useful. The monkey's prestige really needs to be eliminated in time to prevent it from becoming a disaster in the future.
"I didn't expect that there would be someone like you in the Celestial Court …"
Leaning on the Ruyi Jingu Bang, Sun Wukong wiped away the immortal blood at the corner of his mouth and raised his head to look at Yang Jian again.
He was as strong as he was at the beginning, as resolute as he was at the beginning, and as ferocious as he seemed to want to swallow Yang Jian in one bite.
Amidst the roars, he charged forward ferociously again.
Yang Jian grabbed the three pointed, double-edged spear and moved forward. This time, he did not attack with the spear. He only lightly slapped forward with his palm.
Faint distortions appeared in the universe. Sun Wukong's figure was blocked, and the Ocean-Calming Divine Needle that he had raised fell towards Yang Jian's forehead weakly. However, Yang Jian's palm had already smashed onto the monkey's chest before that happened.
He was sent flying again. This situation had happened hundreds of times.
"Admit defeat. You have lost in the end today."
Yang Jian's calm voice floated over. The monkey king, who was lying on the Somersault Cloud and almost could not get up, bared his teeth, still revealing his ferocious appearance.
Perhaps, this was the ferocity that he had been suppressing in his heart.
"This monkey is quite a character," Nezha muttered softly. Li Jing, who was at the side, coughed softly. Nezha laughed awkwardly and shut his mouth. He did not say anything else.
Below, the monkey crawled up shakily and pounced forward again with his body covered in wounds.
Yang Jian still only struck the spot where the monkey's spirit body had not been injured and continued to aggravate his injuries.
In the Celestial Court, the immortals who did not know that Yang Jian had once transformed into Patriarch Subhuti were praising Yang Jian's invincible bravery. However, the true mighty figures who knew that Yang Jian had once stayed in Fangcun Mountain for fifty years knew that this scene was different.
That was clearly tempering the monkey's temperament and tempering the monkey's will. At the same time, it was also tempering the monkey's spirit.
Yang Jian attacked every time and did not choose the monkey's vital parts. However, every time, the monkey's mystic body would tremble continuously.
Although most cultivators did not understand the Eight-Nine Arcane Art, that scene seemed to be completely understandable. Yang Jian was consolidating the monkey's foundation and using that opportunity to help the monkey cultivate.
No matter what, Sun Wukong was already on the verge of collapse. As long as Sun Wukong fell, Yang Jian would bring the Great Sage, Heaven's Equal back to the Celestial Court. What happened after that would have nothing to do with Yang Jian.
The Celestial Court would definitely not dare to kill the Great Sage, Heaven's Equal. Instead, they would give him many benefits like Yang Jian and help him cultivate. That should be the scheme of the Buddhists and the Jade Emperor. They should use that to repair their relationship with Yang Jian …
That was probably the case.
Perhaps Sun Wukong had finally calmed down, or perhaps he was stimulated by the defeat of the demon soldiers at the foot of the mountain. There was finally a look of contemplation in his eyes.
Sun Wukong rushed forward two more times. Although he was easily repelled by Yang Jian each time, he began to imitate Yang Jian's moves this time. He was even thinking about how to injure Yang Jian a little.
Even if it was just a little, it was the last dignity that the Great Sage, Heaven's Equal could obtain today.
Unfortunately, Yang Jian, who was a little disappointed with the monkey, did not give him this chance at all.
Yang Jian seemed to be a little impatient. He frowned slightly and the vertical eye on his forehead suddenly opened.
In the vertical eye, the profound meaning of the Six Paths of Reincarnation and the law of the cycle of heaven and earth suddenly appeared, directly fixing Sun Wukong on the spot.
Just as Yang Jian was about to knock the monkey unconscious, he saw a golden light flash in the cloud. A Vajra Bracelet hit the back of the monkey's head, causing the monkey to spit out a large mouthful of blood. He grabbed the Sea-Calming Divine Needle and fell weakly towards Huaguo Mountain.
The Vajra Bracelet was naturally the Grand Supreme Elder's treasure. The Grand Supreme Elder's attack seemed rather heavy, but it actually saved Yang Jian a lot of trouble.
"Bring this monkey back to the Celestial Court for trial." The Grand Supreme Elder's voice sounded from the depths of the sky. Yang Jian cupped his hands and agreed. He threw out an immortal rope and tied Sun Wukong up. He casually threw him to the Heavenly Generals.
Then, as if it had nothing to do with him, he watched the battle on Huaguo Mountain for a while. He turned around and flew back to the chair in the clouds. He sat on the chair calmly and quietly closed his eyes to rest.
There were naturally Heavenly Generals escorting the monkey back to the Celestial Court. Li Jing and Nezha stood behind Yang Jian and continued to supervise the battle.
More than half of the demon soldiers in the mountains were dead or injured.
The 1,200 Magi were like a sharp blade that tore apart the defenses of the demon soldiers one after another. They gradually destroyed the defenses of the demon soldiers.
The Meishan Immortal Soldiers who followed behind the disciples of the Wu people were basically not injured. Most of the time, they were dealing with the demon soldiers who did not have much resistance.
Yang Jian had previously said that if they did not surrender, he would kill them without mercy.
In front of the disciples of the Wu people who hated the demons, the demon soldiers did not have the chance to surrender at all. They were swept clean by the 1,200 Magi like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
"Senior Brother." Nezha asked thoughtfully, "Is that monkey considered a disciple of Chanism?"
"No." Yang Jian shook his head. Then, he thought of the monkey's previous performance and heaved a sigh of annoyance.
Originally, Yang Jian did not intend to let the monkey train on the Journey to the West. The Journey to the West suppressed the monkey's nature very strongly. There was even a small calamity of the real and fake Monkey King. The Buddhists might secretly do something to the monkey.
However, at that moment, Yang Jian could not think of any other opportunity that was more suitable for the monkey to grow and train apart from the Journey to the West that had already been predicted by the Heavenly Dao.
He did not want the monkey to grind off its fangs, but he had to let the monkey learn how to think.
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