Chapter 366: with translation of chapter title

366. Chapter 366 One Punch Blasts Sun Wukong

Zhao Xin instantly appeared behind Sun Wukong; now unarmed, he could only throw a punch at the back of Sun Wukong's head.

However, Sun Wukong is a genetic sequence independent of the three major god‑creation projects.

In combat, he even surpasses those three major god‑creation projects.

Sun Wukong thought Zhao Xin was just a fragile skin; even though he himself was only a clone, he carefully controlled his strength and quickly, lightly smashed his fist into Zhao Xin's abdomen.

Instantly, Zhao Xin felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and his body shot backward into the forest at a speed even greater than before, disappearing from sight.

Rui Mengmeng watched the scene unfold in the blink of an eye, and instantly froze.

Even Ge Xiaolun, Liu Chuang, Zhao Xin, and Cheng Yaowen are no match for Sun Wukong, so how could she be?

At this moment, Rui Mengmeng stood rigidly in place, not knowing what to do.

If she attacked Sun Wukong, she could not defeat him at all and would only suffer needless injuries.

If she did not attack, she would inevitably be struck by Sun Wukong sooner or later.

Weighing the pros and cons, Rui Mengmeng gritted her teeth, gripped her huge sword, her eyes turned cold, she stepped forward and leapt high.

She swung the huge sword in her hand downward toward Sun Wukong's head.

Soon, the huge sword struck Sun Wukong's head directly.

It cut straight down from the top, slicing Sun Wukong in half, and finally the sword hit the ground.

But Rui Mengmeng showed no joy at all on her face.

Because she felt just now that she had not struck anything solid.

"Afterimage!"

Rui Mengmeng realized that she had only seen an afterimage because Sun Wukong's speed was too fast for her eyes to follow his movements.

And her huge sword felt no substance because it had struck only Sun Wukong's afterimage.

Oh no!

Suddenly, Rui Mengmeng felt a chill on her back. She quickly turned her head and saw a face covered in golden monkey fur appear before her eyes.

"Ah!"

Rui Mengmeng, after all, had merely been a hardworking, frugal college student with an introverted personality; she had never even seen a big scene, let alone Sun Wukong.

Although she had undergone training, a mere month of it could not change much, and she was so frightened that cold sweat poured down, her body trembled, and she took a step back.

Sun Wukong shook his head, casually swung his golden hoop staff, and sent Rui Mengmeng flying.

At this point, only Rose and Qilin remained standing; Ge Xiaolun, Liu Chuang, Zhao Xin, Cheng Yaowen, and Rui Mengmeng endured bodily pain, temporarily unable to get up, or having been flung too far away.

Qilin had stood still in place from beginning to end, and now a white light shimmered in her beautiful eyes.

Before, her Shenhe gene was merely that of an ordinary Shenhe resident; only because she possessed dynamic vision and added arduous training did her marksmanship become perfect.

After Qianxunji upgraded her to a Third Generation God Body, her eyes not only had dynamic vision and X‑ray sight, but also gained multiple abilities, such as seeing through illusions.

At this moment, Qilin instantly saw that the Sun Wukong before her was not his true body, but merely a clone he had produced with a body‑double technique.

His strength was no more than that of an ordinary Third‑generation Super Warrior.

Sun Wukong felt Qilin's gaze, the corner of his mouth twitched, and his sharp teeth showed.

Immediately, he stepped forward, crossing dozens of meters in an instant to appear before Qilin, and said with interest:

"Little girl, you don't seem to fear this old monkey, do you?"

"Hehe!" Qilin gave a cold chuckle, her face expressionless, and said nothing.

"Impolite, you deserve a beating!" Sun Wukong frowned slightly, unleashing eighty percent of his power and smashing fiercely toward Qilin.

Just then, Qilin moved.

She clenched her right fist, with no fancy technique—just a plain straight punch aimed at Sun Wukong's chest.

The speed was lightning‑fast; Sun Wukong, off‑guard, took the blow directly to his chest.

"Boom!"

Only a thunder‑like roar was heard, and Sun Wukong's indestructible body was directly blown apart by Qilin's single punch.

"Silence!"

"Silence!"

Just moments ago the forest had been noisy, but now it suddenly fell silent.

Ge Xiaolun had just climbed out of the pit, looked up, and saw Qilin's punch blast Sun Wukong apart.

"Qilin, when did you become this strong?"

"Everyone says I will become the supreme god of the known universe in the future, so why is Qilin's current power far above mine?"

Liu Chuang had originally seen Sun Wukong preparing to attack Qilin, and he had rushed over anxiously to support her.

But he realized he wouldn't make it in time, imagining Qilin being swept away by Sun Wukong's staff or being smashed to the ground by it.

But he never imagined that Qilin would actually blow Sun Wukong apart with a single punch.

Sun Wukong,

that's Sun Wukong!

Just now he casually swatted Liu Chuang away with his staff, and even now his tiger's mouth throbs with intense pain.

And such a powerful Sun Wukong was blown apart by just one of Qilin's punches?

Fierce,

really too fierce!

Cheng Yaowen also stared dumbfounded at the scene; despite his usually steady demeanor, his eyes were full of shock and his body trembled.

At this moment, Zhao Xin struggled, leapt a hundred meters high from Annie's distant location, and shot into the air.

Suddenly seeing Qilin's punch blow Sun Wukong apart, dazed, he fell straight from the air to the ground.

Zhao Xin shook his head, got up, and stared at Qilin in a daze.

He did remember that Qilin had revealed the strength of a Second Generation Super Warrior during her training in this period.

And the scene just now, where a single punch blew up Sun Wukong, is probably beyond even a Third-generation Super Warrior.

Could it be, could it be that Qilin has reached Third Generation God Body in this month?

Heavens!

Third Generation God Body, Leina, one of the three god-making projects, has currently reached Third Generation God Body; even though some high-power lethal skills have been sealed, her strength remains very strong.

Ge Xiaolun and Liu Chuang, although their bodies contain the Shenhe gene of Third Generation God Body, have not yet reached it.

And now, Qilin has reached it in just one month?

Crazy, crazy, this world is absolutely crazy.

Zhao Xin suddenly realized that Qilin had spent a night with Qianxunji, and her strength had leapt forward in this month.

At this moment, Zhao Xin even wished he were a woman.

If he were a woman, he would immediately go seduce Ji Ge, become his woman, then also upgrade to Third Generation God Body, becoming a god, a chief god-level powerhouse.

Meiwei also stared at Qilin in astonishment, asking:

"You just blew up Sun Wukong with a single punch?"

Qilin shook her head and explained:

"It was merely one of Sun Wukong's clones."

"A clone?" Meiwei, upon hearing this, instantly understood.

She said, Sun Wukong's strength is heavenly; even a top civilization fears him, and even if Qilin is a Third Generation God Body, let alone blowing him up with one punch, it's uncertain whether she could defeat him.

Even Meiwei believes that, even if she has currently reached Fourth Generation God Body, she would still not be a match for Sun Wukong.

After all, Sun Wukong's superior combat genes are simply too strong, possessing many unimaginable skills.

Suddenly, Meiwei's expression changed, because she realized that if the clone was here, the true body of Sun Wukong must also be here.

Now, having blown up Sun Wukong's clone, fearing he would become even angrier, she shouted:

"Hurry, everyone, get into formation—the real crisis is coming……"

(End of chapter)