Though it looked as if Sun Wukong was taking a beating, Zhu Bajie knew that Sun Wukong had perfectly evaded all his divine abilities.
The strength Sun Wukong displayed was even greater than during the Heavenly Palace Rebellion Five Hundred Years Ago.
"Bring it on! If my grandson wants to play, his grandpa will keep him company!"
"You've had your turn for long enough. Now it's your Grandpa Sun's turn to strike back. Take a blow from my staff!"
By now, Sun Wukong had long since understood the purpose of Zhu Bajie's performance, and naturally cooperated fully as the two clashed again.
"Just what I wanted! Protector of the Imperial Horses, let me show you the might of Marshal Tianpeng!"
"Five hundred years ago, I simply didn't make a move!"
"We proper immortals aren't nearly as weak as you imagine!"
The Nine-Toothed Rake surged up to meet him. Zhu Bajie's magical power soared again and again, and like a war god of the Heavenly Court, he once more fought Sun Wukong head-on.
The clash of weapons in the sky sounded like rolling heavenly thunder, shaking everyone to the core.
"Benefactor Cuilan, quickly tell your husband to stop fighting. This is a misunderstanding!"
Seeing their fight grow fiercer, Tang Sanzang was naturally deeply worried. "Wukong, stop! Stop, this is a misunderstanding!"
"Husband, stop fighting! This is a misunderstanding!"
Gao Cuilan also called out at once, but Zhu Bajie was determined to put on a good show. He simply pretended not to hear, fighting Sun Wukong from the sky to the ground, from the water into the sea, displaying every last ounce of his abilities.
Sun Wukong likewise deliberately kept his attention on the fight, pretending not to hear Tang Sanzang as he dutifully cooperated with Zhu Bajie's attacks.
After two hundred