Chapter 1950: Space-time crack reappears

Fahai discovered that he had been sensed by him, and also sneered, "You want to win against Sun Wukong, it's not that easy. I observe your sleeping temperature oil; isn't that cheating?"

Yangli Daxian was stunned in his heart, and then said, "Since we are comparing divine abilities, it didn't say how to compare. As long as I win, that's it."

Fahai smiled slightly, his expression calm, and said, "I won't argue with you, in any case, you can't win."

After finishing, Fahai flew up and headed toward his true body.

A moment later, Fahai's body recovered its vitality.

"Master Fahai, looking at this situation, we can't tell who wins or loses. My neck is sore from looking!"

Marshal Tianpeng looked at Fahai and said.

"Yes, Master Fahai, how is this demon so powerful? Such divine abilities, even Second Senior Brother and I don't know them."

General Juan Lian also looked at Fahai and said.

Fahai stroked his chin, frowning and thinking. He did not answer their words; he was thinking about whether to expose the fact that Yangli Daxian was sleeping in warm oil.

However, the situation seemed as if they were not in the right either, because it only said to go into the oil pot, but it didn't specify what kind of divine ability to use.

The only way now was to wait.

However, this wait seemed to be indefinitely far away; I'm afraid that even after three days and three nights, they wouldn't be able to decide a winner.

Yangli Daxian's oil had no signs of heating at all, and Sun Wukong was a spiritual stone body, and even more so had the Clear Heart Ice Soul Bead to protect his body, so both of them could completely be immune to the damage of boiling oil.

"It's been an hour, and we still haven't decided a winner?"

"Although these two have truly remarkable divine abilities, comparing like this seems to have no meaning at all."

"I admit that I have opened my eyes today, but can this bet come to an end? Everyone's eyes are sore from watching."

The King of Chechi was also a bit tired. At this moment, he had the palace maids move a stool over, sat down, and there was also a table with some melons and fruits on it.

Those palace maids were feeding him grapes on the side, and he also seemed a bit irritable. He looked at the Great State Preceptor and said, "Great State Preceptor? How about we call this round a draw? It has been so long already?"

The Great State Preceptor immediately cast a tiger-like gaze. This gaze even startled the King a bit, but he quickly restrained his emotions and said, "Your Majesty, this monkey is probably also supporting himself with magic power; my third junior brother absolutely cannot lose to him."

"We just need to wait a bit longer; when that monkey's magic power is exhausted, he will die in the oil pot by himself."

The King of Chechi was half-believing and half-doubting, looking at the Great State Preceptor. Many times, he could not go against the Great State Preceptor's opinion and was obedient to him.

But looking at the two oil pots, many more firewood had been moved over, the flames were still crazily shooting up high, and Sun Wukong and Yangli Daxian were just looking at each other from a distance, both expecting the other to fail to hold on and die in the oil pot.

When everyone's attention was on these two oil pots, a crack that was extremely difficult to detect tore open in the flames under Sun Wukong's oil pot.

In those flames, a small child's head stretched out, his eyes burning with flames, and a tuft of his hair had already turned fire-red.

He quietly opened his mouth and began to spray a stream of crimson-red flames toward the bottom of Sun Wukong's pot. ===== CHAPTER 1952 =====