Chapter 70

The two senior and junior brothers parted ways.

They hardly ever kept in touch anymore.

Master Roshi founded the Turtle School.

Meanwhile, Master Crane founded the Crane School.

He opposed Master Roshi in every way.

However, Master Crane's strength was inferior to Master Roshi's.

Although he always looked for trouble with Master Roshi, because his strength was inferior, he could never do anything to Master Roshi.

Later, Master Roshi, unwilling to deal with him, found a place to hide.

By my count, the two senior and junior brothers have not seen each other for several decades.

The reason they brought their disciples to the Wudao Society this time

was that they received news from his younger brother Tao Pai Pai that Master Roshi would bring his disciple to participate in this Wudao Society, so they brought their own two disciples along.

The goal was to have his disciple defeat Master Roshi's disciple, proving the Crane School was stronger than the Turtle School.

The result was that he couldn't even defeat one of Master Roshi's disciples.

He lost face to the extreme.

Yet even so, he did not directly take his disciples and leave.

Because he wanted to know exactly how powerful Master Roshi's two disciples truly were.

This is also the reason why, upon sensing Sun Wukong's terrifying Qi at this moment, he found it so hard to believe.

He never expected that his senior brother, that old thing, would have a disciple this powerful.

He was simply a monster.

This Qi was far stronger than Niu Mo Wang Piccolo's back then.

And Niu Mo Wang Piccolo, even after hundreds of years, remained the deepest shadow in his heart.

After all, back then when he, Master Roshi, and Master Mutaito joined forces to fight Niu Mo Wang Piccolo.

He nearly died at Niu Mo Wang Piccolo's hands.

During the period when Master Mutaito hid away to cultivate the Mafuba.

He was even furiously hunted down by Niu Mo Wang Piccolo.

He escaped death several times.

His impression of Niu Mo Wang Piccolo was absolutely the most profound.

And at this moment, Sun Wukong's Qi was even more powerful than Niu Mo Wang Piccolo's back then; it was not just a little stronger, but much stronger.

This made it hard for him to accept.

It was one thing that Master Roshi was stronger than him.

Now his disciple had climbed onto his head, and was even shitting on his head.

It was truly hard for him to accept.

At the same time Sun Wukong exploded with Qi.

Jiang Hao also exploded with Qi.

Of course, he suppressed his own to the same level as Sun Wukong's.

Yet even so.

As he exploded with Qi, the audience present felt that powerful pressure even more intensely.

Some ordinary spectators standing nearby had no choice but to stand up and move away.

The announcer was even blown away by the momentum unleashed by the two.

He was now in a wretched state, searching for the microphone, preparing to explain the situation on the scene to the viewers in front of their televisions.

At the very same moment the announcer found the microphone.

Sun Wukong and Jiang Hao also collided with each other.

The fierce sound of fist meeting flesh rang out from the ring.

The sound was so loud, it was like setting off firecrackers.

As for the figures of Jiang Hao and Sun Wukong.

Ordinary people could hardly even see them.

All that could be seen were two afterimages on the ring.

Whether it was Jiang Hao or Sun Wukong, their speed was too fast.

The two moving at high speed were completely beyond the ability of ordinary eyes to keep up with.

Even if the camera slowed the footage down ten times, the movements of the two could not be seen clearly.

At this very moment, countless people around the world were wondering whether Jiang Hao and Sun Wukong were even human.