Sun Wukong looked at Nezha, somewhat suspicious. Nezha in this world probably wasn't as ferocious as the one from the Primordial Wilderness, right? Hmm, he probably isn't. If he really were that fierce, Li Jing would have been butchered by him long ago.
With that thought, Sun Wukong chuckled and said, "Little kid, how old are you? Why are you already mixing it up on the battlefield at such a young age? Old Sun won't hit you. Go back and call your elders out here."
Nezha's expression darkened. "Monkey, I hadn't planned on messing with you, but you're too arrogant." As he spoke, he gripped the Fire-Tipped Spear, stepped onto the Wind Fire Wheels, and charged at Sun Wukong.
Seeing this, Sun Wukong took up the Golden Cudgel and rushed forward, battling Nezha in a fierce clash.
Nezha had many magical treasures and superb martial skills. He also possessed the miraculous technique known as Samadhi True Fire. For a time, he actually suppressed Sun Wukong completely.
"Monkey, how is it? Do you submit?" Nezha asked when the battle reached its most heated point.
"Submit to your head!" Sun Wukong roared and swept his cudgel out. Nezha hurriedly dodged, only to hear a howl of wind behind him. Sun Wukong had swung out one cudgel, followed immediately by dozens more strikes that came like a violent storm. Nezha was horrified and quickly used every skill at his disposal to block them. His weapon was the Fire-Tipped Spear. With the enhancement of flames, it could increase its power, but it also had a weakness: it was slow and its attacks were limited in variety.
Seeing that he was about to be struck by Sun Wukong, Nezha suddenly shouted, "Fire Dragon Emerges from the Sea!" The instant his voice fell, raging flames surged