With his tenfold combat power fully unleashed, Wukong gripped the Ice-Fire Twin Dragon Staff and became a streak of crimson-gold light, clashing head-on with Er Ming.
Clang, clang, clang—!
Deep, metallic impacts instantly rang out across the lakeshore.
In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged dozens of blows.
Er Ming's punches carried the crushing weight of mountains, each strike making the air tremble.
Relying on the might of his divine artifact, Wukong met every attack.
But the Titan Giant Ape was the pinnacle of strength and defense, not to mention a hundred-thousand-year overlord of the forest.
With only a tenfold boost, Wukong ultimately fell behind.
Worse still, these relentless head-on clashes consumed a terrifying amount of soul power.
The once-abundant, gel-like soul power in his dantian was draining at a rate he could practically see.
I can't keep burning through it like this! I need to end this fast!
Wukong used the force of Er Ming's straight punch to drift backward.
"Second Soul Ring—seal!"
His fifth Soul Ring flashed again.
An illusory, blood-red chain materialized out of thin air and locked around his second Soul Ring.
The second Soul Ring's light went completely dark.
But Wukong's aura surged once more.
Boom!
His already ferocious aura suddenly soared to new heights.
A fifteenfold boost to his combat power!
Wukong felt a tremendous force coursing through every limb, as though he could tear the heavens apart. Gripping his staff with both hands, he twisted at the waist and swung back to meet Er Ming's iron fist.
"Brother Er Ming, take another strike from Old Sun!"
Wukong stomped down, instantly cracking the ground beneath his feet.
He was nearly twice as fast as before.
Er Ming's vision blurred, and Wukong was already before him.
Shocked, Er Ming hurriedly raised his