Chapter 1168: Chapter 1170: Brush and Ink Attack
“Sun Wukong, Shen Lang, are you certain you want to take on this challenge?”
Ninth Senior Brother Zhao Ritian was taken aback by Sun Wukong and Shen Lang’s choice. He didn’t expect their ambitions to be so grand, aiming for such a leap!
No, perhaps this wasn’t even their ultimate goal. Their aspirations might be even loftier.
“I’ve thought it over, Ninth Senior Brother, let’s begin now!”
Sun Wukong responded without hesitation, and Shen Lang nodded, urging to start the competition.
“Very well, then both of you shall compete together!”
Ninth Senior Brother Zhao Ritian waved his hand, and two battle spaces appeared. In the next mont, Sun Wukong and Shen Lang disappeared, appearing within the two battle spaces.
Their opponents also appeared within the battle spaces.
“Sun Wukong, you sure are bold, daring to challenge !”
Kun Te, who was Sun Wukong’s challenger and ranked twenty-eighth in the Inner Court, looked at him coldly and sneered.
“My courage has always been great! Enough with the talk, let’s see what you’ve got!”
Sun Wukong snorted back, pointing his Ruyi Golden-Hooped Rod towards Kun Te.
Enraged, Kun Te let out a cold snort, and a giant brush appeared in his hand, flicking and dashing toward Sun Wukong in mid-air.
The brush painted two thick strokes in the void, shooting towards Sun Wukong with great force.
“What kind of attack is this?”
Sun Wukong was startled, not daring to block directly, dodging to evade the brush ink attack.
This type of opponent using a brush as a weapon was a first for Sun Wukong, who was accustod to foes wielding swords, spears, spells, or laws. How could he have seen such a thing?
Swish!
Just as he was about to evade the ink attack, it suddenly dispersed and enclosed Sun Wukong completely.
“What is this?”
Sun Wukong felt a peculiar force coursing through the scattered ink trying to invade his body, an overwhelming sense that he couldn’t resist, shocking him deeply!
Without ti to think, Sun Wukong hastily activated the Primordial Golden Fla and Dark Annihilation Black Fire, wrapping them around the brush ink to refine it, while Kun Te’s next attack ca at him.
This ti, it was no longer a simple sketch but a complete “Trap” character, enclosing Sun Wukong like a cage.
“Void-Breaking Moon Eyes!”
Sun Wukong dared not slack off, fully activating the Void-Breaking Moon Eyes to peer at the “Trap” character cage.
Upon seeing it, he was astounded. The cage ford of brush ink was surrounded by extrely powerful sealing power. Once enveloped, even his internal Primordial Force might be sealed!
If that happened, no matter how powerful Sun Wukong’s Primordial Golden Fla and Dark Annihilation Black Fire were, they wouldn’t be able to be unleashed!
“Heaven-Breaking Thirty-Six Sticks!”
With a loud shout, Sun Wukong executed the Heaven-Breaking Stick Technique, shadow upon shadow of staff aid at the “Trap” character’s brush ink.
He must not let the “Trap” brush ink confine him; he had to shatter it.
The mighty staff force struck the “Trap” brush ink, causing the ink structure to tremble continuously, with tiny particles of ink being shaken off the “Trap” brush ink and dissipating into the air.
Seeing Sun Wukong actually break through his “Trap” ink attack, Kun Te appeared slightly surprised. His cultivation was two whole great realms above Sun Wukong’s, and he thought it would be easy to defeat him.
He didn’t expect Sun Wukong could withstand his attack!
“Hmph! Let’s see how much longer you can hold!”
Kun Te squinted his eyes, continuously writing large ink characters in the void with his massive brush, overwhelming Sun Wukong in an onslaught.
“Kun Te is famous in the Inner Court for his obsession with calligraphy, with a unique attack style. Anyone facing him for the first ti is often caught off guard, suffering a big loss. Looks like Sun Wukong has hit a wall this ti!”
Ninth Senior Brother Zhao Ritian watched Sun Wukong struggling to cope with the situation, clearly at a disadvantage, and a schadenfreude smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.
Because of Senior Brother Zhong Haotian, Ninth Senior Brother Zhao Ritian held Sun Wukong in high regard, and Sun Wukong did indeed exhibit considerable strength.
However, in his heart, Zhao Ritian sowhat wished to see Sun Wukong suffer, as he had never seen Zhong Haotian suffer before. Now seeing a little monster comparable to Zhong Haotian back then face a setback, it felt quite satisfying!
On the other side, Shen Lang was also caught in a fierce battle. His opponent, though at the pinnacle of the Sub-Divine Realm late stage, had formidable combat power, being the undisputed top in the Inner Court’s Sub-Divine Realm.
With only his initial peak cultivation of the Quasi-God Realm, Shen Lang faced a vast disparity against his opponent, completely suppressed in both speed and strength, and if not for relying on the might of Purple Cloud Heart Fla, he might have already lost.
“Haha, I knew those two boys wouldn’t make it! Trying to challenge above their level, without knowing their limits!”
“Exactly, with re Quasi-God Realm initial stage, dreaming of challenging Sub-Divine Realm pinnacle or even True God Realm, utterly foolish!”
“Even if I went up, I could easily take care of both of them!”
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Seeing Sun Wukong and Shen Lang at a disadvantage, the happiest was Nangong Po. He even hoped that their opponents would disable them, removing two major obstacles for him!
“Even Shen Lang is being suppressed! Indeed, there’s no diocrity in the Inner Court!”
Sun Wukong was indeed suppressed because Kun Te’s brush ink attacks were peculiar, making Sun Wukong initially unaccustod.
However, he wasn’t imdiately overwheld. Instead, he quickly adapted, from initial chaos to now securing a foothold despite being at a disadvantage—Sun Wukong’s progress was quite evident.
As an insider, Kun Te felt this change most intensely.
Those in the know see the technique, while those outside watch the spectacle; Kun Te could clearly see Sun Wukong’s transformation, and it shook him greatly. Sun Wukong’s combat adaptability was truly frightening, adapting so swiftly!
“No, I can’t let this continue; if by chance he turns the tables, it would be a colossal embarrassnt for !”
Kun Te grew anxious; having weathered grand challenges before, getting toppled by Sun Wukong would be the ultimate disgrace, making it hard to maintain his standing in the Inner Court!
“Sun Wukong, you truly are formidable, but this ends here! You won’t block this next strike!”
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