Stalemate - For a Moment of Death!

The fist-and-kick contest between the two Sun Wukongs lasted for nearly half an hour. Finally, perhaps because both had grown tired of such a monotonous way of fighting, the two blurred figures simultaneously retreated and pulled apart. Their respective Ruyi Jingu Bangs followed close behind, like shadows that never left them.

The two Sun Wukongs had fought fiercely in complete silence, without a single sound or even the slightest stir of wind. Yet now that they had suddenly separated, a series of crackling sounds rang out instead. At the same time, a powerful whirlwind swept through an area within a hundred paces, with massive currents of air rushing in from all around. In an instant, fierce winds howled, sending sand and rocks flying.

Jason and the others had no choice but to retreat several more steps. A powerful pulling force came from the battlefield, like a black hole trying to swallow them whole. Yin Kuang, Silent Monk, and the others were not so weak as to be dragged in, but they disliked that feeling of being pulled as well, so they too retreated.

Just as everyone had steadied themselves, the two Sun Wukongs who had just separated moved again—they spread their legs and charged toward one another! Yet their speed was extraordinarily slow. If their previous combat speed had been that of a cheetah, then their current running speed was practically that of a snail. To Yin Kuang and the others, it was like watching a film in slow motion.

Anything abnormal was bound to be sinister. Such a bizarre scene was clearly far from normal.

Without much thought, Yin Kuang shouted, "Fall back!" As he spoke, he grabbed Golden Swallow by the waist. Power burst from beneath his feet, and he shot rapidly backward. Lu Yan and Silent Monk