Sun Wukong and Supreme Treasure

Liangshan.

At this moment, Ge Xiaolun and the others were sneaking forward slowly. Without anyone noticing, they had made their way beneath the tower. (Of course, that was only what they thought—that they hadn't alerted Monkey Bro. Meanwhile, Monkey Bro was quietly watching their performance from atop the tower.)

"Are we all going in together, or...?"

The group looked at the tower dozens of meters tall before them, exchanged glances, and couldn't help but hesitate.

According to the information, this tower had stood for at least several hundred years. It was nearly seventy meters tall—if they damaged it, wouldn't that count as destroying a cultural relic?

Most importantly, they couldn't fly up there.

Seven against one. The advantage was ours.

But why did they feel like they were the disadvantaged side?

"Zhao Xin, you go first. Draw Sun Wukong down. Right now, only you have that kind of reaction speed—but be careful."

Since Zhao Xin was the fastest, perhaps he could lure Sun Wukong down from the top of the tower in an instant. Otherwise, they had no way to fight at all. Even Qi Lin's sniper rifle couldn't hit him. With his back turned, how was she supposed to shoot?

So Qiangwei gave Zhao Xin his orders.

Only Zhao Xin had the ability for it. His mobility was strong, and perhaps he could draw Sun Wukong out.

"Fine, I'll do it."

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhao Xin took the lead. With one leap, he shot toward the top of the tower at tremendous speed.

"Fuck... fuck! (???????????????????)..."

The moment Zhao Xin reached the top, he heard only a cold snort. Before he could react or even find his footing, Sun Wukong sent him flying with a single strike of his staff. He plummeted at high speed like a cannonball. (Sound reference: that Douyin bungee-jumping scream.)

Seeing the first step of their operation fail, Qiangwei hurriedly opened a wormhole and caught Zhao Xin.

"Sun Wukong moved. He's coming down."

"What? Ge Xiaolun, hurry and stop Sun Wukong! Hold him back—don't let him get near Qi Lin."

A jungler diving the backline during a team fight was the most normal thing in the world. And who was the backline of their team, if not Qi Lin?

"Qiangwei, you're his target!"

"What?"

The moment she heard Qi Lin's warning, Qiangwei immediately adjusted their tactics.

After all, Ge Xiaolun's training over this period had been all about taking hits. Once he put on the designated Black Armor, his body was incredibly tough—not something squishy fighters like them could compare to. Most importantly, Ge Xiaolun possessed an undefeated body.

After hearing Qi Lin say that Sun Wukong's target was Qiangwei, Ge Xiaolun paused for only a second or two before charging straight at Sun Wukong, blocking his powerful blow for Qiangwei.

That strike sent him tumbling backward more than ten meters.

The others reacted immediately as well, hastily taking up their battle formation.

Meanwhile, Supreme Treasure was still riding his Somersault Cloud on the way over. He could already see that tower. (Since he was using an experience card, let's not use the protagonist's name, or it feels kind of weird. Brothers, is that okay? ⊙?⊙?)

On a flat stretch halfway up the slope, the members of Xiong Bing Lian carefully surrounded Sun Wukong in their tactical formation, but none of them made any rash moves.

Just then, the moon emerged from behind the clouds. Moonlight passed through the thin cloud layer and suddenly became incomparably bright.

Only then did everyone clearly see Sun Wukong, whom they had surrounded.

He wore Golden-Threaded Chain Mail, a Phoenix-Winged Purple-Gold Crown on his head, Lotus-Thread Cloud-Walking Boots on his feet, and held the Ruyi Golden Cudgel in his hand, standing before them in awe-inspiring majesty.

The Sun Wukong before them was exactly like the Monkey Bro they had seen in television dramas, as though he had stepped straight out of myth.

"Sun Wukong, we aren't enemies!"

As the current tactical commander, Qiangwei did not immediately order everyone to attack. Instead, she wanted to resolve the gap between them through communication. If they could avoid fighting, who would be so full and bored that they wanted to get beaten up?

Seven against one—obviously, the seven of them would be the ones getting beaten. Moreover, she could clearly sense that Sun Wukong's strength was anything but weak.

"Hm?"

When Qiangwei saw Sun Wukong frown at her, she signaled everyone to retreat. Having spent so long in the military, she keenly sensed the killing intent in Sun Wukong's eyes.

But Sun Wukong had not listened to Qiangwei at all. He leaped into the air, turning into a streak of golden light as he charged toward her.

What a joke. He had come to test Xiong Bing Lian's combat strength. If a few words could settle things, what had the military called him here for?

"Everyone, spread out! Quickly! Maintain formation! Mengmeng, protect Qi Lin! Don't let anyone get close to her!"

Qiangwei deployed a wormhole while issuing tactical commands. She easily evaded Sun Wukong's attack.

Clang!!!

Just as everyone followed Qiangwei's orders and scattered quickly, the unlucky Ge Xiaolun, who had only just gotten back on his feet, ran straight into Sun Wukong's attack.

Faced with the sudden incoming staff, Ge Xiaolun's first instinct was naturally to block it with his Great Sword. As the two weapons collided, a crisp, muffled bang rang out.

"Qiangwei, what do I do? Monkey Bro's beating me up!"

Attacked again and again, Ge Xiaolun was forced back step by step. If his skin weren't so tough, Sun Wukong's terrifying attack power would probably have shaken him into internal injuries.

Seeing that he was the only one getting beaten, he hurriedly shouted at Qiangwei for tactical support.

"Liu Chuang, Yaowen, go help Xiaolun first. Qi Lin, watch the battlefield carefully. Whatever you do, don't fire first."

Qiangwei hurriedly notified Liu Chuang and Cheng Yaowen to provide support as well, but she did not let Qi Lin fire the first shot, afraid it would anger Sun Wukong even further. She was still considering whether there was room for negotiation—after all, harmony was preferable.

"Got it!"

Upon hearing Qiangwei's orders, Liu Chuang gripped his axe and charged toward Ge Xiaolun.

He might have charged fiercely now, but he would be beaten the worst later.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Sun Wukong's seemingly casual attacks collided with Ge Xiaolun's Great Sword, producing crisp, pleasant rings and scattering sparkling sparks.

Ge Xiaolun was miserable inside. Why was he always the one getting hurt? Sun Wukong's attacks might have been effortless for him, but for Ge Xiaolun, they meant a grueling defense. Either he reacted in time and blocked with the Great Sword, or the strike landed on his Black Armor and sent sparks flying.

Meanwhile, Liu Chuang prepared to ambush him from behind. Raising his axe, he brought it down viciously at Sun Wukong.

"Hmph! Asking for a beating!"

Sun Wukong had already reviewed the detailed files on everyone in Xiong Bing Lian. In his mind, Liu Chuang was no good person.

Seeing Liu Chuang attack, his lips curled up. He snorted, moved with nimble footwork, smoothly sidestepped the blow, then viciously kicked Liu Chuang.

Carried by inertia, Liu Chuang lunged straight toward Ge Xiaolun. Before he could steady himself, Sun Wukong spun the Golden Cudgel and struck hard, as though hitting a golf ball.

The tremendous force sent him flying. He smashed through several trees before the impact finally dissipated, leaving him sprawled on the ground with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

"Liu Chuang, are you okay?!"

"Cough, cough... I-I'm fine..." Liu Chuang answered with great difficulty.

He was Liu Chuang—how could he possibly admit that he was hurt? Being stubborn was his whole thing.

Just as Ge Xiaolun lost focus for a moment, Sun Wukong struck him flying as well, sending him over to keep Liu Chuang company. Ge Xiaolun's precise crash also knocked Liu Chuang flying again, completing Sun Wukong's second launch of Liu Chuang.

"Double Kill."

"Full marks, absolutely full marks!"

Supreme Treasure had just arrived in time to witness this scene. Watching Sun Wukong's fluid sequence of attacks, he gave a highly impartial evaluation.

Though the person sent flying afterward seemed to have put on a bit of an act, Sun Wukong's control over his strength was undeniably excellent. It was neither too much nor too little, and the landing spot was perfect.

"Liu Chuang."

"Ge Xiaolun!"

Qi Lin, monitoring the battlefield from the rear, could not help crying out. She had seen everything clearly. She had wanted to fire, but restrained the impulse.

Yet she also clearly saw Sun Wukong's next move and hurriedly warned, "Watch out, Qiangwei! He's spotted you—he's attacking you!"

"I've got this!"

Cheng Yaowen took a step forward and extended a hand. A massive stone palm abruptly rose from the ground, blocking Sun Wukong. In the next instant, another stone palm closed in, attempting to trap Sun Wukong between them.

Unfortunately, such an attack was nothing but child's play to Sun Wukong.

The instant the giant stone palms restraining Sun Wukong exploded, a brown rectangular box suddenly sprang up from the ground where he had been, startling Sun Wukong.

The brown rectangular box suddenly bounced up and vanished. What appeared before everyone was an upright Crystal Staff, resembling a fluorescent tube and radiating a deep blue glow.

"Who's there?"

Sun Wukong immediately sensed something was wrong and called out toward the shadow in the forest.

But from that shadow, he felt an extremely familiar aura—as if their souls belonged to the same person.

Hearing Sun Wukong's question, Supreme Treasure smiled. "You're asking me? I was about to ask you. Why do you get to ask first? Tell me your name first, then I'll tell you mine."

"My name is Sun Wukong. And yours?"

Ignoring the dumbfounded members of Xiong Bing Lian, Sun Wukong looked seriously at Supreme Treasure before him.

He could not sense any Dark Energy fluctuations from this man, and he was deeply puzzled about who this suddenly appeared mysterious man was.

"My name is Supreme Treasure. Though some people call me Sun Wukong, and others call me the Great Sage Equal to Heaven. Still, I prefer people to call me Supreme Treasure, because she likes it.

"The night is long, and sleep will not come. Let's exchange a few moves. You feel strangely familiar to me, and I also have the urge to compete with you."

With a raised hand, Supreme Treasure summoned the Moonlight Box back into his grasp and spoke with keen interest.

"Good. That's exactly what I had in mind..."

Sun Wukong's competitive spirit was stirred as well. He very much wanted to measure himself against the man before him.

His name was Sun Wukong, and the other man was also called Sun Wukong. He wanted to see which of them was the real Sun Wukong.