Chapter 2019: Battle at the Ancestral Hall, Priest Defeated

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Wukong flew up again. The Ruyi Jingu Bang in his hand flashed with golden light, carving arcs of golden light in the air as he slashed toward the Priest.

The Priest was forced to fly backward, pushed into a corner. He waved his torch continuously, parrying Sun Wukong's staff.

However, he had already realized that he was no match for Sun Wukong in terms of cultivation, and Sun Wukong was clearly a veteran of combat. The Ruyi Jingu Bang in his hand was heavy and powerful; the torch simply could not hold it off.

"Surrender obediently, or don't blame me if I can't hold back my staff later and wipe you out!"

Anger flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes as he stared fixedly at the Priest.

"Is that so?" The Priest met Sun Wukong's gaze, his eyes clearly showing defiance. He said, "If you have the ability, kill me. Are you unable to take me down, so you're just wasting your breath here?"

Sun Wukong was stunned. He had not expected this scrawny old man of a Priest to have such a strong competitive spirit.

He had been pushed to a point where there was no retreat, yet he still refused to surrender.

Just as Sun Wukong was momentarily distracted, the Priest pushed his torch-staff horizontally with both hands, exerting force to shove Sun Wukong's staff away.

Then, his right arm moved in a tricky, winding motion, shaking the torch as he thrust it toward Sun Wukong's right eye.

Although he had long since realized that his Sea-Heart Flame could not cause any damage to Sun Wukong,

he assumed that Sun Wukong's weakness must be his eyes. As long as he could poke out one of Sun Wukong's eyes with the torch, the subsequent battle would be much easier.

Below, Fahai lay on the ground, looking up at this scene, his eyes filled with astonishment.

The speed of the Priest's strike was indeed caught him off guard. Although this guy looked very old, his fighting style actually relied on speed.

The white flames on the torch suddenly brightened. Sun Wukong was caught off guard and was poked straight in the right eye by the torch.

"Hahaha!" The Priest suddenly burst into wild laughter and said, "That's all the skill you have! You still fell for my trap, old man!"

Sun Wukong's eyes were filled with sparks, and for a moment, his vision was blurred. The Priest seized the opportunity to fly forward, shaking the torch and launching a series of strikes at Sun Wukong's vital points.

At this moment, he was no longer hoping to use the flames to hurt Sun Wukong, but was preparing to defeat him using the physical damage of the torch itself.

Sun Wukong raised his right hand to rub his eyelid. Sensing the surging aura in front of him, he gathered his Qi and leaped backward for the time being.

Then, just as the Priest pressed in, he grabbed the Ruyi Jingu Bang with his left hand and let it fly out of his grip.

The staff spun in the air, forming a rapidly dancing flower.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

With a series of loud booms, the Jingu Bang danced, actually blocking all of the Priest's attacks.

Subsequently, the Jingu Bang rotated upward, stopped abruptly, and slashed downward, smashing directly toward the Priest's head.

The Priest looked up, terror in his eyes. He held the torch in his right hand and swung it upward with all his might, instantly creating a massive arc of fire in the air.

"Zheng!"

With a crisp sound of metal clashing, flames ignited in a large area, and sparks flew everywhere.

The Priest was also shaken by that staff strike, losing his balance and falling toward the ground.

His body swayed and stumbled on the ground for a long time before he could stand steady, his eyes filled with panic as he looked at Sun Wukong in the air. ===== CHAPTER 2021 =====