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Chapter 1308

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"Oh, Wukong, then tell me, who will win between Yang Jian and Marshal Tianpeng?"

Sun Wukong heard this, and although he had a certain answer in his heart, he thought of how he had boasted in front of Tang Seng before.

In the end, his image in front of his master Tang Seng plummeted.

To this day, there was no way to restore his original image.

So at this moment, having learned the lesson from before, Sun Wukong did not speak with a certain tone.

Instead, he only gave his own guess.

"Master, this Yang Jian is a Taiyi Jin Xian. Although his physical body is comparable to a Jin Xian, it cannot last too long."

"Once Yang Jian's magic power is exhausted, he cannot maintain a Jin Xian-level physical body."

"By then, he can only be defeated in Marshal Tianpeng's hands."

Hearing this, Tang Seng frowned slightly.

After all, Tang Seng hadn't forgotten Marshal Tianpeng's words from before.

So, in Tang Seng's heart, he hoped more for Marshal Tianpeng's defeat.

"However..."

Sun Wukong's tone changed.

"However, Yang Jian has the support of the entire Heavenly Court behind him, so under these circumstances, he must have a trump card hidden away."

"Although Marshal Tianpeng has broken through to the Jin Xian level, there are quite a few treasures in the Heavenly Court that can deal with Golden Immortals."

Since reading *Journey to the West*, Sun Wukong's understanding of the Heavenly Court had grown day by day.

So, under these circumstances, Sun Wukong did not think Yang Jian would fail.

Tang Seng heard what Sun Wukong said, and the anxiety in his heart was somewhat relieved. He picked up his rice bowl again, not forgetting to say... ===== CHAPTER 1310 =====

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