Chapter 1963

Tang Seng looked at Sun Wukong with a worried expression and said, "Wukong, you know your master has no magic. If it were ordinary meditation, it wouldn't be a problem for me to sit for as long as I want, but such a high platform, there isn't even a ladder. How am I supposed to get up there?"

Sun Wukong showed a confident smile and said, "Master, don't worry. Just focus on your meditation in a moment."

"This demon thinks he has found our weakness this time, but he doesn't know that meditation is actually Master's strongest skill."

Hearing Sun Wukong say this, Tang Seng calmed down a little.

Seeing that both sides had finished talking, the King of Chechi said, "Fine, then the final duel is a meditation competition to prove the Daoist heart and to prove who is the real demon."

"The loser goes to the guillotine themselves. Do you have anything to say?"

Hearing this, General Juan Lian's eyes revealed a trace of worry. He stared blankly at Tang Seng. To be honest, watching Tang Seng meditate normally, he was indeed devout, but on such a high platform, as a mortal, wouldn't he be afraid?

This Grand National Master was also extremely insidious, deliberately choosing Tang Seng as his opponent, and in such a dangerous place to meditate at that.

"In that case, I'll go up first!" The Grand National Master scanned everyone and said, "We will sit until one side's meditation posture wavers, until a winner is finally decided."

After speaking, the Grand National Master leaped up, flew to a height of several hundred meters, drifted onto the square platform on the pillar, put his hands together, and began to meditate with his eyes closed.

Tang Seng looked at Sun Wukong, his face somewhat anxious, and said, "Wukong..." ===== CHAPTER 1965 =====