Rebirth in Journey to the West: Sun Wukong-Chapter 841 - 842: Killing with One Blow (First Update!)

Facing Chen Tong’s frenzied axe attack, Sun Wukong did not show a hint of panic. He wielded the Ruyi Golden-Hooped Rod, effortlessly parrying all of Chen Tong’s attacks with ease.

"How is this possible? You’re just a newly ascended Yuan Emperor. How can you block my attacks?"

The more Chen Tong fought, the more frenzied he became. But no matter how wildly he attacked, Sun Wukong easily fended him off, completely shattering his worldview.

When did a Yuan Emperor Realm start to contend with a Domain Soldier?

"Your axe technique is far inferior to Brother Pangu’s yet you have the nerve to show off in front of me!"

Sun Wukong sneered. After fighting for such a long time, he had a clear understanding of Chen Tong’s strength. This guy was not a formidable opponent at all!

Sun Wukong had no patience to play with him any longer!

"Heaven-Breaking One Stick!"

The Ruyi Golden-Hooped Rod in his hand quivered, forcing Chen Tong back. With a low growl, Sun Wukong executed the Heaven-Breaking Stick Technique. A gigantic, tangible rod shadow appeared before him, and in the next moment, it came crashing down on Chen Tong.

"Ah~!"

Chen Tong exerted all his strength to block it but found that under this strike, it felt as if the entire sky was pressing down on him. He couldn’t withstand it, and with a miserable cry, he was struck by the rod shadow, smashing him deep into the ground.

Dust and smoke rose everywhere!

Hiss~!

The sound of gasping resounded. The onlookers originally thought this would be a one-sided battle; they didn’t expect such an inconceivable scene. One-sided it was, but it was in favor of Sun Wukong. Chen Tong was directly suppressed, having no capability to resist!

As the dust began to settle, the gigantic rod shadow also dissipated. However, within the deep pit, only a pool of blood remained, with no sign of Chen Tong.

"Where is Chen Tong?"

"Did he escape underground?"

"He must have dodged it; otherwise, there would be a body!"

The crowd speculated wildly. Sun Wukong merely sneered. The Heaven-Breaking One Stick was his attack; he knew its effects well. Chen Tong had been blasted out of existence, leaving not a trace behind. Where would they find a body? ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

"Anyone else dissatisfied, feel free to step forward! I’ll take you on!"

With a cold gaze sweeping over the crowd, Sun Wukong spoke in a chilling tone. All who met his gaze felt a shiver run down their spines and instinctively lowered their heads to avoid his eyes.

Seeing that Chen Tong did not resurface, the crowd finally believed that he had not escaped underground but was indeed pulverized by Sun Wukong’s astonishing strike!

To kill a Domain Soldier level expert with a single stick blow was even more impressive than his previous spar with Zhao Jun. Among the strong warriors following the Blue Spirit Mercenary Group into the Beast Spirit Mountain Range, the strongest were no more than Domain Generals. Most were below Domain Soldiers. If Chen Tong could be so easily defeated by Sun Wukong, how could they fare any better?

Respect for the strong is an unchanging law in the Yuan Realm. Sun Wukong had thoroughly displayed his strength, and naturally, these people no longer dared to be presumptuous, each retreating embarrassedly to the side.

To these bullies, Sun Wukong merely sneered disdainfully and did not bother with them further. He turned to Zhao Jun and the few from Blue Spirit, cupping his hands: "Thank you for the protection these past days!"

"No need to be polite. We are teammates; of course, we help each other. If it were anyone else, I’m sure you’d do the same for them. Isn’t that right?"

Blue Spirit worthy as a team leader, his words were reasonable and emotional, instantly bringing Sun Wukong closer to them.

"Of course!"

Sun Wukong smiled and nodded without hesitation.

Having awakened from his cultivation and decisively defeated the provoking Chen Tong, Blue Spirit Mercenary Group continued on their path, and the crowd followed behind them.

"Brother Zhao, do we only have so few people in our mercenary group?"

On the way, Sun Wukong curiously inquired about the Blue Spirit Mercenary Group’s situation. To be honest, during his time in the Demonic Realm, Sun Wukong had joined the Rose Mercenary Group. Even at its lowest point, Rose Mercenary Group had more than five members. The Blue Spirit Mercenary Group shouldn’t be considered down and out; why did they have so few members?

"Of course not!"

Zhao Jun, as always with his cold expression, turned softer when facing Sun Wukong, acknowledging his strength.

"Our Blue Spirit Mercenary Group is a renowned group in the Eastern Continent with over a hundred members. However, only a few of us were in the vicinity of the Beast Spirit Mountain Range, and it would take too long to gather everyone else, so we could only form a five-member team to enter the mountain range."

"I see."

Sun Wukong nodded in understanding. He now realized it was just a coincidence that only a few members were here. Well, it didn’t matter; it worked out for him. If more people came, he wouldn’t have had a chance to join.

"Wukong, why are you here? Judging by your appearance, you’re not from Qingyang Prefecture, are you?"

Zhao Jun also inquired about Sun Wukong’s situation.

"I’m here to find Pangu,"

Sun Wukong laughed, "I heard Pangu was last seen here, so I came. When I heard about the Ancient God Ruins, I thought I’d take a look. Maybe I’ll find Brother Pangu in the ruins?"

"Pangu? You’re friends with him?"

Sun Wukong’s tone seemed very close, making Zhao Jun’s eyes flash with surprise.

"You know Brother Pangu?"

Sun Wukong was also surprised. Judging by Zhao Jun’s tone, it seemed he had a past with Pangu.

"Met him twice. He’s a freak!"

Zhao Jun’s face showed an unnatural expression, suggesting not entirely pleasant experiences, but there was no malice—rather, a hidden admiration that Sun Wukong could sense.

"Have you fought Brother Pangu?"

Sun Wukong probed. Zhao Jun was at the Domain General level, and Pangu was also at this level. They probably had a bout, and Zhao Jun might have suffered a defeat.

"Yes, sparred twice."

Zhao Jun coughed lightly, his voice slightly awkward, "That guy is very strong. I couldn’t beat him."

A simple statement, yet it greatly increased Sun Wukong’s respect for Zhao Jun. Admitting inferiority is just a matter of words, but how many can do it?

Sun Wukong hadn’t met many who could, and usually, only such people might have a greater future!