The next mont, the demons rushed toward the ground like mad, and after landing, they began furiously digging into the ground, instantly creating a basin.
Then, a group of demons obediently sat in the pit, looking up at Tang Sanzang…
Accompanied by a pout, the Jiao Demon King said, "Holy monk, do you see, is this okay?"
Seeing this scene, Tang Sanzang was dumbfounded…
After a long while, he smacked his lips and asked Sun Wukong, "Wukong, are all your family brothers and sisters this courteous? It’s making your master feel a little embarrassed."
Sun Wukong gave a bitter smile and replied, "Uh… they are just that courteous."
At the sa ti, he thought to himself, they’re only this courteous in front of you!
Tang Sanzang squatted there, looking at the demons below and asked, "Now that everyone is seated, well… I don’t have much to offer you to eat, so maybe…"
After saying this, Tang Sanzang’s gaze began to sweep back and forth among the group of demons, mainly targeting the chubby ones.
The sight made the smaller demons sweat profusely and tremble all over.
Seeing this, the Lion Cal King hurriedly shouted, "Holy monk, we ca to you mainly because you have been slaughtering our fellow demon kin recently…" Explore more stories at .Côm
Tang Sanzang tilted his head at the Lion Cal King and asked, "What, you have a problem with that?"
The words that the Lion Cal King had prepared got stuck in his throat. He opened his mouth, coughed to cover his embarrassnt and said, "Er… no, no problem, it’s just that… as you know. A few of us brothers and Sun Wukong, along with the Mighty Bull Demon King, are known as the Seven Great Saints of the Demon Race. Your slaughtering of demons has led them all to complain to us…"
The bald monk crossed his arms, looking unhappy, and said, "Complain? Who complained? Tell , and I guarantee no one will complain to you again."
Hearing this, the complaining demons among the group all kneeled and bowed their heads, terrified of being seen by the bald monk.
The Lion Cal King gave a wry smile and said, "Holy monk, that’s not what I ant. I ant that…"
"Not what you ant? So you ca to fight against this poor monk?" Tang Sanzang finished speaking and snapped his fingers.
Sha Wujing, Zhu Ganglie, and Sun Wukong all instantly pulled out their weapons and stood on either side of Tang Sanzang, while even the White Dragon Horse reared up, ready to fight.
Seeing the bald monk’s unreasonable deanor, about to resort to violence during negotiations, the Lion Cal King was severely troubled.
He realized that all his ticulously prepared speeches were utterly useless in front of this bizarre bald monk!
Just as the Lion Cal King was thrown off his rhythm and didn’t know how to continue speaking.
The Macaque King spoke up, "Holy monk, what we an is, there has to be so reasoning behind this, right?
Although humans eating demons and demons eating humans is the sa.
But shouldn’t there be a na for everything?
Starting with a na, this is what you humans say, right?"
However, Tang Sanzang tilted his head and asked the Macaque King, "Who told you that I am human?"
The Macaque King was stunned, "Uh… you’re not human?"
Tang Sanzang pointed at the Macaque King, "Are you insulting ?"
The Macaque King felt like death itself was descending, his soul nearly splitting in fright, quickly said, "What I ant was, aren’t you human?"
Sun Wukong also chid in, "Master, that’s what he ant, he’s not cursing at you. Calm down a bit."
Only then did Tang Sanzang hold back from striking, and then asked, "Of course, I’m not a human... I understand what you an. Are you just upset that I’ve eaten a bit too much and you want so sort of explanation? Co on, all of you attack at once, and I’ll take the opportunity to stock up enough food for the next ten years!"
After speaking, Tang Sanzang stomped his foot, his kasaya bursting open to reveal his muscular upper body, his eyes gleaming as he excitedly said, "Little snacks, none of you are leaving today!"
Seeing that Tang Sanzang was about to make a move, the Lion Cal King spoke up bravely, "Holy Monk, since you are not a human, maybe you could follow the local customs? We didn’t an to start fighting straight away!"
Tang Sanzang didn’t care all that much, with so much delicious food crouching in front of him, if he didn’t grab a couple to whet his appetite, he would feel like he was letting these monsters, who ca from far away, down!
So, Tang Sanzang shouted, "I’m not listening, I won’t listen to this, co on, let’s start!"
Right after speaking, Tang Sanzang was about to charge forward.
Sun Wukong quickly stopped Tang Sanzang, saying, "Master, I think they have a point. How about following local customs? It might be fun, you know?"
Sun Wukong understood Tang Sanzang too well; he was as stubborn as a mule, you had to stroke him the right way or he’d really kick you.
As expected, once Tang Sanzang heard it might be fun, he held back from striking.
He was now eighty percent full and not so hungry, so playing was more important than eating.
So, Tang Sanzang squatted down again and looked at the group of monsters below, saying, "Alright, what are your customs then?"
The Lion Cal King secretly wiped a cold sweat off his brow and said, "Our custom here is, one-on-one, best of five rounds."
Upon hearing this, Tang Sanzang imdiately got interested, "That’s kind of interesting... Best of five rounds, huh? Alright, I’ll go first. Big Cat, how about you spar with for a couple of punches?"
The Lion Cal King, scared, quickly stepped back three steps and pleaded with a smile, "Holy Monk, you are our senior, you should perform the final act. It should be the disciples who start, that’s only proper."
Tang Sanzang looked towards Sun Wukong, "Is that also a rule?"
Sun Wukong replied, "Master, it’s always the experts who perform the final act. Who starts first? Let’s have the disciples go first."
Tang Sanzang clicked his tongue and nodded, saying, "Alright then… you guys go ahead."
After speaking, Tang Sanzang continued to sit and watch.
Sun Wukong then took a step forward, looking towards the Lion Cal King.
The Lion Cal King, seeing the bald one step back, breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, the Lion Cal King whispered to Sun Wukong, "Old Seven, we’ve been set up to co here too, but lately, you guys have really been a bit ruthless. You could just stick to the monsters on the journey to the West, why start ssing with other places too?"
Sun Wukong knew that whispering was pointless in front of the bald one; he had originally wanted to speak directly.
But seeing that the bald one looked quite happy eavesdropping, he held back and whispered in reply, "We had no choice, the monsters on the journey to the West have all run off. My master needs to eat, we can’t let him starve all the ti, right? Look at my second brother, because of the food shortage on the journey, he’s all swollen from fright."
The Lion Cal King spat out, "That’s from eating too much, okay?"
Sun Wukong replied, "You get the idea, we had no choice. So what do you guys really want to do?"
The Lion Cal King said, "Simple, let’s just practice together. Whether you win or we win, there will be an explanation, good for retreating. Otherwise, if we make such a big movent and just go back dejectedly, wouldn’t the face of the Seven Great Saints of the Demon Race be lost? Plus, I’m worried about the people who stirred this up getting unhappy and going after us! As long as we’ve fought, at least it can be explained."
Sun Wukong slightly nodded and said, "Alright, then let’s have a match."
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