Monkey had never been one to swallow his anger. Whether in birth or bloodline, he was no inferior to anyone else. How could he possibly be someone who endured humiliation in silence?
"Good, hahaha, you've got some guts!" Mo Zhengde sneered. "Let me see what Transformation God Abyss is truly capable of!"
Monkey looked at Mo Zhengde, then said, "Take a blow from my staff first!"
With a thunderous roar, an iron staff swept out, instantly forming layer upon layer of curtains as it smashed straight down at Mo Zhengde, bursting with countless divine rays.
Finger Severing the Sky!
A golden finger shot forth from Mo Zhengde, shattering the heavens as it crushed everything in its path and slammed directly toward the iron staff.
Clang!
With an incomparably huge boom, Monkey was sent retreating more than a dozen steps before finally stopping. Both his hands trembled, and the entire iron staff shook as well. Yet Mo Zhengde stood firm and unmoving, clearly unaffected.
"How is that possible? That Sun Chengtian's staff must be a Defective Divine Artifact. Though defective, it is still a divine artifact in essence. Yet Mo Zhengde can withstand it barehanded."
Everyone was somewhat dumbfounded.
It was a terrifying, shocking collision.
"You don't know this, do you? The entire cultivation of the Covering Heavens Sect lies in their pair of hands. Their hands are even divine artifacts themselves, their toughness not inferior to any divine artifact in the slightest!"
In the arena, Mo Zhengde gave a cold laugh as he looked at Monkey, his eyes carrying a trace of disdain. "You do have some skill. You're a little stronger than that piece of trash from before!"
Whoosh!
He stomped fiercely beneath his feet, and his entire fleshly body trembled. In an instant, he had already appeared before