The Battle Between Two Monkey Kings

Supreme Treasure slung the Crystal Staff over one shoulder, plucked a strand of hair from his head with his other hand, then opened his palm and blew on it. Before everyone's eyes, the strand of hair in his palm instantly turned into a stick of incense.

"Hair turning into incense?"

"72 Transformations?"

"This is the real Monkey King, isn't it?!"

"Fuck, where's the science we were promised?"

"This isn't scientific!"

Supreme Treasure's miraculous move left everyone dumbfounded. Hadn't they said that 72 Transformations did not exist in this world?

Were they seeing things, or had he used some kind of visual trick?

Though they were not particularly close, they were not that far away either. They had heard every word spoken by this man called Supreme Treasure with perfect clarity.

Even Liu Chuang, who had been groaning moments ago, did not dare make a sound, afraid of interrupting their conversation.

Thus, amid the extreme silence, everyone heard the conversation between Supreme Treasure and Sun Wukong clearly.

Moreover, they had all clearly witnessed Supreme Treasure turn a strand of hair into a stick of incense.

They did not believe it was some visual trick or anything like that. This was a scientific world—science could explain every problem.

Qiangwei in particular stood there with her mouth open so wide that an egg could have fit inside.

She could clearly sense that it was not an illusion. It really was a stick of incense.

Once she came to her senses, she immediately transmitted the data and images back to the Super Seminary base.

The most shocked person, however, was Sun Wukong, the key figure in this trial. He was closest to Supreme Treasure, with only one or two meters between them, so he had naturally seen it most clearly.

What was going on? Could the man before him really use 72 Transformations?

After all, his Fiery Golden Eyes—his Dark Energy analyzer—had confirmed that it was indeed a stick of incense, without the slightest trace of fakery.

It was not as if he had never read Huaxia's Journey to the West.

In fact, when Teacher Wu had been preparing to write that book, Sun Wukong had even been there to offer his own suggestions.

Teacher Wu's Journey to the West had been created based on his actions and mannerisms, combined with the time when Lieyang Civilization invaded a coastal city in Huaxia on Earth, and he fought against the so-called Lieyang Heavenly Way and Heavenly Court.

The Havoc in Heaven storyline had originated from the Lieyang Heavenly Way.

As for the abilities written in Journey to the West, he could only say that half were real and half were fake. He possessed Fiery Golden Eyes, and he could transform from a beast-like form into a human, but that was not 72 Transformations—it was merely the application of a special technology.

For example, turning a single strand of hair into a stick of incense like the man before him had done was completely unscientific, all right?

That was changing one substance into an entirely different substance, utterly violating scientific principles.

"You and I have only the time it takes for one stick of incense to burn. Once that incense burns out, victory or defeat will no longer hold any meaning for us."

Supreme Treasure snapped his fingers, and the stick of incense in his hand instantly lit up. He then casually tossed it, and it embedded itself in a huge boulder not far away.

The time it took for one stick of incense to burn was only half a shichen. Supreme Treasure's hands were itching for a fight now. Though he was not the Great Sage Equal to Heaven Sun Wukong from the myths, both he and the Sun Wukong before him carried the shadow of that figure.

"Hahaha... good... just what I wanted." Sun Wukong laughed heartily and nodded.

The moment Sun Wukong finished speaking, the Moonlight Box in Supreme Treasure's hand instantly enlarged. Then he swung it at Sun Wukong like a staff.

Sun Wukong reacted at once, sweeping the Golden Cudgel horizontally to block the Crystal Staff.

"Hahaha, if this weren't a technological world, I might even suspect that we shared the same roots—that we might be the same person."

"Mm. Perhaps when I was still Sun Wukong in the past, we did share the same roots and came from the same person. But now, I am Supreme Treasure—Zixia's Supreme Treasure."

The two were immensely destructive. The force of their battle kicked up clouds of dust, sending sand and stones flying across the ground.

Sun Wukong was now fighting at full strength. Though he was only at the peak of a beast body, a backward Third Generation God Body, he grew stronger against stronger opponents. He was someone capable of beating up Old Master Hua Huaye.

Even when Old Master Hua had become a Fifth Generation Mental Body—a Phantom Body—hadn't Sun Wukong still beaten him until his mental body cracked apart?

Sun Wukong's close-quarters combat ability was definitely among the best in the universe. But when it came to the Void or engines, he might not be able to compete.

He belonged to the Old Divine River Dark Plane System. He was invincible in close combat and maxed out on physical damage, though his technological algorithms were probably somewhat outdated.

However, among all martial arts under heaven, only speed was undefeated. As long as you attacked fast enough, the opponent would not even have time to calculate a solution.

(I went and checked the latest plot here. Monkey King should be from the era of the old Divine River Civilization, so he ought to have some special qualities. After all, even Divine River Civilization was destroyed by something unknown, and perhaps even old man Jilan did not know.

Seeing a third-generation Monkey King beat up pseudo-fifth-generation or fifth-generation Huaye got my blood pumping a little.

Of course, it was satisfying to see Old Master Hua get beaten up, but there was one thing I found puzzling. For a while, I even wondered whether Monkey King was an actor—an actor with exceptionally brilliant acting skills??°??°??)

With a thunderous boom, a protruding hilltop crumbled in response. The massive sound made the members of Xiong Bing Lian jump.

Watching the two fight, they could not help swallowing at the sheer destructive power, cold sweat soaking their backs.

So this was Sun Wukong's true combat strength. The attacks he had used against them earlier had merely been playing around.

Meanwhile, at the Super Seminary, Dukao and the others received Qiangwei's dark communication. In a panic, they had Lianfeng mobilize Deno Three and the surveillance satellites to monitor the area near Liangshan.

"Lianfeng, quickly! Mobilize the two V7 low-orbit satellites to the southwest and point their surveillance at Liangshan. Hurry."

Upon hearing Qiangwei's description, Dukao was shocked beyond belief. Hair turning into incense, a box turning into a Crystal Staff, some mysterious man named Supreme Treasure, two Sun Wukongs—was this a joke? Could science explain this?

Putting aside the two Sun Wukongs, he could understand and explain the rectangular box turning into a Crystal Staff, but turning hair into incense? That already violated scientific principles, didn't it?

What was hair? Protein. What was incense? A combustible material made from plant-based ingredients. Their compositions were completely different, so how could hair turn into incense? And a stick of incense that was still burning, at that.

Although he guessed it was some sort of illusion, Qiangwei and the others were there. There was no way Qiangwei wouldn't be able to see through it, right?

Of course, that was merely his first reaction, a fleeting question that crossed his mind. He still trusted his daughter. If he even doubted Qiangwei, then who could he trust?

"Dad, their attacks are too fast. Qi Lin can only see afterimages, but it looks like Sun Wukong is at a disadvantage... no, he's gained the upper hand again."

"What?"

Dukao paced back and forth in the laboratory, wondering whether he should have the members of Xiong Bing Lian help, whether he should tell Qiangwei that this was only a trial, an exercise meant to test their combat ability.

But once he said so, wouldn't that mean Xiong Bing Lian would be unable to unleash their potential, and they would be unable to determine their limits or identify and make up for their shortcomings?

More importantly, they did not know whether the other party was friend or foe. If the members of Xiong Bing Lian intervened and provoked him, wouldn't they be bringing Earth a formidable enemy?

After all, this mysterious man called Supreme Treasure could match Sun Wukong blow for blow, their battle evenly matched.

After thinking for two and a half minutes.

Dukao finally made his decision and said to Qiangwei:

"Qiangwei, wait for an opportunity and act according to the situation. If anything unexpected happens, you must inform me. Sun Wukong is our comrade. This is also a trial for all of you, the military's assessment of the results of your training during this period. Try communicating with him first. If he proves to be a threat, join forces with Sun Wukong and take him out."

Dukao felt as though his head had grown two sizes. He had truly never heard of anyone named Supreme Treasure. After sighing, he left the laboratory and contacted his superiors.

Meanwhile, at Liangshan.

The battle between the two Sun Wukongs had entered its most intense stage.