"Qing Que, you came at just the right time. Let's each take one of these two. Once we kill them, we can eat that Tang Monk's flesh and live as long as heaven and earth."
King Linggan saw Qing Que arrive, a sinister smile appearing in his eyes as he spoke.
"This bald monk was already defeated by me once. Just leave him to me. As for this Sun Wukong, I believe King Linggan shouldn't have any trouble dealing with him, right?"
A smile appeared in Qing Que's eyes as he looked at King Linggan and spoke.
"Heh." King Linggan chuckled, looking completely relaxed. "With the little ability this monkey has, he's still no match for me!"
When Sun Wukong heard King Linggan say that, he immediately burned with fury. "Tch! You monster, just wait until I smash you flat with my cudgel. Let's see if you can still say that then!"
King Linggan looked up at Sun Wukong with utter contempt. "Can you, monkey?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Wukong's figure flashed. The As-You-Will Golden-Bound Cudgel in his hand rose high before he brought it crashing down at King Linggan.
"Clang!"
With a crisp sound, King Linggan did not even bother to dodge. He simply raised one hand and held his silver fork horizontally above his head.
Huge ripples of energy spread outward. King Linggan's figure remained completely unmoved, while Sun Wukong felt an enormous force of impact travel through his hands.
"Scale Blade Formation!"
King Linggan spun around, and countless scales immediately flew from his body. Each scale was about the size of a shoe, and every edge was razor-sharp.
Seeing the scale blades fill the sky as they flew toward him, Sun Wukong spun his cudgel into a blur of flowers while retreating rapidly.
"Clang!