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This time, having learned from the lesson with that Bullguard earlier, the wolf demons didn't discuss who would win or lose. Instead, they quietly waited for a signal from inside the monastery telling them they could go in.
There was no doubt about it: they all seemed to think the new "Monkey King" would definitely win. Even Bullguard, sitting off to one side by a pile of rubble with his head in his hands, looking dejected and lost in thought, seemed to think so.
After all, as minor demons who had been hanging around Guanyin Monastery for decades, or even a century or more, they knew the fighting strength of every demon king, commander, and leader like the backs of their hands.
And since Bullguard, one of the leaders, had been knocked to the ground by a single blow from the Monkey King and then brutally beaten, without the slightest chance to fight back, it went without saying that Guangzhi wouldn't fare any better!
A few years ago, Bullguard had sparred with Guangzhi. Guangzhi had narrowly come out on top, overwhelming Bullguard with his footwork and agility. But it would have taken him at least a hundred moves to defeat Bullguard, and he'd never dared to meet Bullguard's strength head-on.
Now, Guangzhi had run into the Monkey King, who absolutely outclassed Bullguard in both speed and strength. How could he possibly fare well?
So the many minor demons stayed where they were, waiting for the signal to go in and "persuade" the captive to surrender. They were certain it wouldn't take long.
"All right!"
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"You can come in now!"
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Sure enough, the wolf demons didn't have to wait long—perhaps not even the time it took to drink half a cup of tea.