Chapter 1962: Pick the Weakest, Let Tang Seng Duel

At this time, Fahai and Tang Seng looked at each other. In fact, both of them had extremely high attainments in meditation.

Fahai was a mortal who had cultivated into an immortal, while Tang Seng was devout toward Buddhism, almost meditating every day except for eating and sleeping. Sometimes, he would even use meditation to replace sleep.

"Meditation?" Fahai smiled and said, "Didn't you say it was a gamble with life?"

"Even if one loses this meditation competition, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with life or death, right?"

The Grand National Master also looked at him, a disdainful smile appearing on his face. He looked up and scanned the vast palace courtyard.

Then, he pointed to the southwest and said, "See that? There are two three-hundred-meter high platforms there. We will meditate on them in a sitting posture. If one side's meditation posture wavers first, they will walk to the guillotine themselves!"

Fahai also looked back and indeed saw two high platforms standing in the direction of the palace's southwest wall.

"Fine! I'll compete with you! If you lose, you pay with your life."

Fahai thought for a moment and said without hesitation.

The Grand National Master looked at him but sneered, saying, "I'm not competing with you; you're not worthy. Among this group of monks, that Tang Seng is your master, right? As the Grand National Master of this country, I naturally have to compete with Tang Seng."

A cunning light flashed in the Grand National Master's eyes. Clearly, he had long seen that Fahai's cultivation was extremely high and that he should also have deep attainments in meditation.

But meditating on this three-hundred-meter high platform was probably not just about the stability of the Daoist heart. There were strong winds at that height, unpredictable situations, and it clearly required more courage.

Fahai wanted to say something, but saw Sun Wukong speak first, "Fine, then let my master compete with you." ===== CHAPTER 1964 =====