Chapter 367: 367. Chapter 367: Fierce Battle Sun Wukong

367. Chapter 367: Fierce Battle Sun Wukong

On the distant road down the mountain!

Sun Wukong and the officer stood here, watching what was happening on the distant mountaintop.

The officer hadn't heard the voices of the Xiong Bing Lian troops, but he saw Qilin smash Sun Wukong with a punch, his face instantly changed, and he exclaimed in shock:

"That... who is that, actually so strong as to blast Sun Wukong apart!"

Sun Wukong saw the officer so shocked his voice trembled, shook his head, and said:

"That's just a clone Sun Wukong created with the Shadow Clone Technique; it doesn't even have a tenth of his power."

Saying this, Qianxunji's eyes flickered with a faint white light as he looked at a hidden spot on the mountaintop, where a golden figure sat in a tree, and said:

"If Sun Wukong's true self were to act, the current Qilin and Qiangwei would absolutely not be his match."

"Hiss!" The officer sucked in a cold breath, never expecting that the Sun Wukong blasted apart by Qilin's punch was merely a clone.

Even so, that clone just now displayed tremendous strength.

Even with such strength, it was blown apart by Qilin's single punch.

Yet, Qilin's strength this great is still no match for Sun Wukong's true self.

Heaven knows just how strong Sun Wukong really is.

At this moment, the officer finally grasped just how strong the Victorious Fighting Buddha Sun Wukong's power is.

He could be certain that even if all the world's military forces fought Sun Wukong now, they would absolutely not be his match.

Such terrifying power—truly worthy of being the Earth Guardian God!

Suddenly, the officer looked at the handsome young man before him, recalling how that person had remained calm and carefree from start to finish, just like the earlier leader of the Xiong Bing Lian, and curiously asked:

"Sir, may I ask, between you and Sun Wukong, who is stronger and who is weaker?"

"Hehe!" Qianxunji gave a light smile and said humbly:

"I probably would win, I suppose. Besides, I'm already sixty, decades older than you—just that I've become a god, eternally youthful, so I look young."

"Hiss!"

The officer directly sucked in a cold breath; in his heart, he actually believed Sun Wukong's strength was absolutely greater than Qianxunji's.

He only asked who would win or lose to save face; otherwise he would have directly asked... how long you could endure under Sun Wukong.

Yet he never expected Qianxunji to actually claim he was stronger than Sun Wukong.

However, regarding this, the officer both believed and disbelieved it.

He believed Qianxunji was telling the truth, but he didn't believe that Qianxunji certainly didn't know Sun Wukong's full strength, thus arrogantly claiming he could defeat him.

Moreover, what surprised him was that Qianxunji, who looked younger than him, was actually already sixty years old.

Sixty years old—those who retired early have already retired!

But thinking that the other party said they had become a god, he felt at ease.

Suddenly, the officer grabbed Qianxunji's hand and exclaimed excitedly:

"I never imagined I'd be standing alongside a god."

Qianxunji, hearing this, likewise gripped the officer's hand tightly and said:

"I, too, am honored to be with you soldiers who defend home and country; in my heart, such warriors are the most respected."

The officer hadn't expected that, as a god, Qianxunji would value these ordinary people so much, and he burst into laughter:

"Haha... good brother!"

"Let's begin!"

At this moment, Qianxunji's gaze turned to the mountaintop, where Sun Wukong moved.

In the instant Sun Wukong set off, a pair of eyes glowing with golden light gave Qianxunji a deep look.

Then he shot toward Ge Xiaolun.

In the mountain forest, the Xiong Bing Lian troops had already taken formation, warily scanning the surroundings to guard against Sun Wukong's attack.

"Xiaolun, be careful!"

Suddenly, Qilin's voice rang out.

Ge Xiaolun heard it, looked around, saw no trace of Sun Wukong, and panicked:

"Exactly which side should I be careful of?"

"Be careful this way!"

A chilling voice sounded; Ge Xiaolun looked up and saw only a foot descending from the sky.

Seeing this, Ge Xiaolun hastily raised his Void Greatsword to block above his head.

Sun Wukong's foot stepped onto the Void Greatsword.

"Crack... crack..."

Instantly, Ge Xiaolun felt an utterly irresistible terrifying force strike, shattering all his bones in an instant, his divine body crushed into the earth, leaving only his head exposed.

The great sword in his hand was stuck beside his head.

"Earth Power!"

Cheng Yaowen let out a furious roar; a giant hand formed from condensed rock surged from the ground, seizing Sun Wukong directly.

Suddenly, a burst of golden light erupted from the rock giant hand.

As the golden light spread, the hard rock giant hand exploded outright.

Amid the flying stone fragments, a awe-inspiring figure stepped into the air, eyes cold, golden light blazing.

"Get lost!"

Sun Wukong jabbed the Golden Hoop Staff toward Cheng Yaowen from afar.

The next moment, the Golden Hoop Staff lengthened with the wind, instantly spanning dozens of meters and slamming into Cheng Yaowen's chest.

"Crack!"

Only a bone‑shattering crack rang out; Cheng Yaowen felt excruciating chest pain, his ribs shattered, his body was thrust forward and flew in a shocking arc before crashing heavily to the ground.

At this moment, Liu Chuang leapt up, gripping his God‑Slaying Axe with both hands, and swung it down fiercely from above toward Sun Wukong's head.

"You cheated, you sneak attacked!"

Sun Wukong lightly blocked with his Golden Hooped Staff, easily stopping Liu Chuang's full‑force strike.

Then he kicked Liu Chuang in the chest.

"Bang!"

A dull thud sounded, like a huge hammer hitting a wall; Liu Chuang's burly body turned into a cannonball that slammed into the earth, blasting a deep pit.

Liu Chuang lay in the pit, bracing his hands on the ground and exerting all his strength to try to climb up.

Yet even with all his might, he felt excruciating chest pain and could not get up for the moment.

As Sun Wukong kicked Liu Chuang away, Zhao Xin arrived like a bolt of lightning behind Sun Wukong and kicked him hard in the body.

The next moment, Zhao Xin was completely dazed.

Because, despite his full‑force kick at Sun Wukong, it caused not a scratch, and Sun Wukong's body didn't budge an inch.

Seeing this, Zhao Xin exclaimed in shock:

"Holy crap, that's hard!"

The wind's tight—let's go!

Zhao Xin lashed out like lightning, kicking Sun Wukong in the kidneys and using the recoil to quickly retreat.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, Zhao Xin felt as if he had struck a hard piece of steel, the impact nearly shaking his body apart.

Turning his head, he saw Sun Wukong's body appear behind him at some point.

"Good, so fast!"

"So fast and hard—how can we fight?"

"Does it feel good to kick?" Sun Wukong grabbed Zhao Xin's ankle and locked eyes with him.

"Un‑com… un‑comfortable!" Zhao Xin and Sun Wukong locked gazes; he felt the other's eyes like lightning, as if they would devour his soul, his whole back drenched in cold sweat, large beads of sweat pouring down his face.

(End of chapter)