Chapter 1932: Fighting Is Not As Good As Contesting Magic

"This..."

The King looked at the National Preceptors with eyes still carrying respect. He had an expression of difficulty at this time.

Sun Wukong's Ruyi Jingu Bang flashed, shining with golden light, and he was ready to make a move at any time.

Just when he was about to make a move, Fahai revealed a smile, looked at the King, and said, "Your Majesty, since we both insist that the other side is a demon, and neither can convince the other?"

"Why don't we have a contest of magic? Whoever wins, we will consider what they said to be true."

"What kind of logic is this? Does winning a contest of magic prove that you are not demons?"

The Second National Preceptor looked at Fahai and immediately refuted.

"It cannot prove it, but since the three National Preceptors all practice Daoist methods, I think you must know supernatural powers and the like. If the supernatural powers you obtained after a lifetime of practice are not as good as a demon's, then you still dare to be arrogant here and worship the Three Pure Ones of Daoism every day?"

Fahai smiled. Actually, he did not refute his logic but used a provocative method.

This Second National Preceptor really took the bait. He gave a cold laugh, raised his head, and said, "Fine, since you want to compare supernatural powers with us, then you asked for it."

"Let's say it first, if you lose, don't think about leaving the Chechi Kingdom!"

The Great National Preceptor narrowed his eyes and immediately said at this time.

"Of course, a bet is a bet." Fahai gave a slight smile, scanned the three National Preceptors, and said, "Then what if you lose?"

"We will lose?"

The Second National Preceptor said extremely conceitedly.

However, Fahai did not answer; he was just waiting for him to say it himself.

"Then you say, what if we lose?"

The Third National Preceptor turned his eyeballs a few times and then said.

Fahai looked at Sun Wukong, who really wanted to fight, and said, "Wukong, what if they lose?"

Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment, then looked at Fahai and blurted out, "I really haven't thought about it."

If one really had to say, Sun Wukong had tried before to use magic power to make these three National Preceptors reveal their true forms, so there would not be any subsequent arguments.

But these three guys, he did not know what kind of cultivation method they practiced, but Sun Wukong's magic power used on them could not make them reveal their true forms.

"Fine!" The King of Chechi scanned everyone and said, "Then it is settled. The three National Preceptors and Tang Sanzang's disciples will contest magic. Whoever loses must honor the bet!"

"No problem!"

Fahai smiled and said.

"Compare what?"

Sun Wukong raised his head and said.

The Second National Preceptor folded his arms at this time, walked forward two steps, with an extremely confident smile in his eyes, and said, "Compare beheading, do you dare, furry-faced monkey!"

Sun Wukong immediately laughed in his heart. This beheading was a piece of cake for him. Yuanshi Tianzun had long ago taught him such a magic spell.

So, he revealed a smile and said, "Then let's compare beheading!"

The King of Chechi revealed a worried look at this time, looked at the Second National Preceptor, and said, "Second National Preceptor, do you really want to bet so big?"

The Second National Preceptor gave a faint smile and said, "Your Majesty, rest assured. Since he is courting death, I will let him know how powerful I am."

Unexpectedly, at this time, Sun Wukong suddenly said loudly, "Then I will go first. How to behead? Where is the executioner?"

A trace of suspicion flashed across the Great National Preceptor's face. Why was this furry-faced monkey so confident? It should be said that this beheading was originally a Daoist magic spell. Even if he was a Buddhist master, why was he not afraid at all? ===== CHAPTER 1934 =====