After all, this is the most efficient plan.
During this ti, to improve war efficiency and speed up the conquest of the chanician Western Empire, Sun Wukong was thrown onto a battlefield of near-certain death, surrounded by hundreds and thousands of chanician Empire soldiers in pursuit of him, yet he could still survive and continually break through... It can only be said that the protagonist aura is indeed powerful.
In fact, I didn’t intend to stop Sun Wukong’s constant growth.
After all, how to stop it?
The strength of Sun Wukong is a matter of destiny.
He is a protagonist of grand calamity destined to initiate a Journey to the West Era.
Since that’s the case, I might as well let the powerful Sun Wukong test the Ghost Witch Doctor working for Emperor Tang, to see what he has achieved from being oppressed over the years!
After all, even for adversarial factions, one must act out the opposition.
"It’s even a good thing to make the super Sun Wukong I trained pressure his potential a little."
Zhenyuanzi observed from the shadows, watching as the Ghost Witch Doctor was violently beaten by Sun Wukong.
Anyway, the doppelganger is confined within Chang’an City, severed from the main body, unable to feed back... In that case, this other Zhu Zhengwei’s efforts don’t concern .
In the distance.
Boom!
Sun Wukong’s aura roared throughout his entire body.
A radiance shot out powerfully from within him, enveloping his body with an ancient golden glow, "You evil cursed demon, watch , Old Sun, beat you to death!"
Even Sun Wukong had to admit that through Zhenyuanzi’s devilish training sessions which nearly killed him several tis, he indeed reached a certain level!
Moreover, he also pointed out so algorithms, helping him develop so magical cultivation skills that benefited him greatly.
"This move is called Super Saiyan 2!"
Sun Wukong’s eyes suddenly radiated bright lights, "This is the cosmic ray of True Skill, surrounding the body, unleashing terrifying combat power, enough to crush you!"
Are you fucking kidding , there’s a 2?
Zhu Zhengwei’s eye twitched.
Based on intelligence previously obtained from the Great Tang, Sun Wukong was only at Xiliang Queen’s level, after all, still in the early Journey to the West, and Sun Wukong’s level was still low.
But now?
To what extent have you tortured Sun Wukong to achieve such a level of power?
I thought with my current power, it would be no problem to trample on an undeveloped Sun Wukong.
At this mont.
The Ghost Witch Doctor’s scalp tingled, and he instantly understood another self’s intention:
Zhenyuanzi intends to kill !
This is not a re formality; it’s not a matter of just fighting a little with Sun Wukong and then reporting back.
The guy who always loves slacking off is not slacking off at all when it cos to this matter and is going for the kill!
"Troubleso." Zhu Zhengwei carried this insane monkey, bombarding with various attacks, "Hurting myself? Am I even human? It seems I need to be more serious, and even if I am, I might not..."
With a deafening crash.
The entire continent of the planet began to tremble, like an apocalyptic storm of waves sweeping and destroying everything.
After the storm passed.
Everyone saw the blood-soaked Pri Minister of Great Tang, and Sun Wukong, unscathed, covered in golden fur like flas, holding the Golden Cudgel pointing downward.
"You have completely angered ."
The usually mild-mannered Zhu Zhengwei showed a hint of anger, coldly snorting, "It’s just because of that explosive temper of yours that you cause trouble everywhere, like a mad dog..."
"Hahaha!" Sun Wukong laughed, "Demon, what are you showing off about? You are nothing but a..."
The next mont, a Demon Sword suddenly ignited, absorbing the malice and fear of the entire Eastern chanical Empire, becoming a massive cursed evil weapon, slashing fiercely toward Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong’s mind suddenly went berserk, his eyes turned red, his limbs slowed down by half a beat, and he quickly flew backward.
"Cultivation without cultivating the heart, how can you withstand my mind-bending curse?"
Zhu Zhengwei’s voice was icy.
Although Sun Wukong was now much stronger than him, his weaknesses were too obvious. His Dao Heart was weak, with no defense in his mind, and his curse targeted the mind, not unassailable!
"You damn demon!" Sun Wukong was about to burst with rage.
"Boom!"
The next second, both sides expanded rapidly apart.
All the remaining strong natives from Eastern Empire and Western Empire gazed dumbfounded at the sky, that kind of unbelievable power, unimaginable combat thods overturned all their world views.
They clearly rembered how weak this civilization was...
Their monkey was hunted by them, but in the blink of an eye, he absorbed all the wisdom and essence of their civilization, evolving cultivation skills, even approaching their ancestors’ "Sen Civilization."
Could it be, from the Primordial Chaos Universe they ca from, that it truly is a higher universe far beyond theirs?
Are we just a pathetic, limited native empire of a universe?
"Primordial Chaos... what is it really?" Polk murmured in the shadows.
This is the most powerful hidden Saint, Polk the 372nd, ruling all the civilization states, hailed as the greatest genius in Polk civilization’s history, stared dumbly at all this.
The Western Empire and Eastern Empire under his command...
For years, he secretly watched the opposing civilization, never intervening.
And now, there’s no need for him to intervene.
Because he knew clearly, his current combat power is only on par with these two!
And even if he enters the fray, what difference would it make?
Moreover, he sensed an even deeper formidable force standing behind them, and these two individuals before him, were re chess pieces pushed to the front.
"The tide has turned... I must find a way to ally with the Primordial Chaos Universe." As a smart man, this greatest emperor of civilization sensed fear, realizing resistance is a dead end.
Elsewhere, Zhenyuanzi watched the war, a slight smile on his lips.
"Master, what are you smiling about?" Lady Bai Gu asked.
"Hmm, because when certain people feel pressured, they beco stronger."
Zhu Zhengwei replied, "This is the result I wanted... because he’s been too comfortable, lacking the determination to face tests, always hiding, evading, eking out a living... With innate talent, he never encountered a genuine threat of death, and now it seems this war and the pressure of death can hone all his strength into integration."
"Pressure? So, this was a test for Sun Wukong, it seems you have a keen interest in Journey to the West." Lady Bai Gu thought it was about Sun Wukong, unaware it referred to the Great Tang Pri Minister on the opposite side.
"Yes, pressure."
At this mont, Emperor Tang Li Shimin, appearing soti unnoticed, also smiled slightly, discussing the war.
"Indeed so, his aptitude is exceptional, but his heart is too lazy. If the mindset is not tempered, not passed through the baptism of death and pain, he will never reach the pinnacle...."
This was Li Shimin’s intention.
Clearly, the Pri Minister’s research and speed of improving combat power hit a bottleneck.
But it wasn’t a matter of aptitude, rather he was shutting himself in Chang’an City, too comfortable, lacking honing and experience, the oppression of death not turning stone into jade.
"Baptism? It turns out, Your Majesty also has a great interest in your disciple’s pupil Sun Wukong." Lady Bai Gu assud it was Sun Wukong, unaware it also referred to the Great Tang Pri Minister on the opposite side.
Both Emperor Tang and Zhenyuanzi stayed silent, sipping tea from atop, the masterminds behind the scenes orchestrating the battle, watching the war below.
These two archrivals surprisingly reached a consensus:
To train hard the Pri Minister who even in combat, was crazily slacking off.
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