The protagonist in this game is a bit crazy.

Chapter 69 Monkey: Who told me, Old Sun, to be so kind? Three blows!

铛.

Clang

Ding ding ding.

The sounds of metal clashing rang out continuously as the man and the monkey fought back and forth in the air.

Looking closely, they seem to be evenly matched.

The premise is that you can't look at it from a distance.

If you zoom out a little, you'll see that there's a monkey standing above the two of them.

The monkey sits suspended in mid-air, holding a stick in one hand, looking down with utter boredom at the fierce battle between the man and the monkey.

That's right!

The one that fought Pan Zhen to a standstill wasn't the monkey, but one of the monkey's many clones.

铛.

Another clanging sound rang out, and Pan Zhen pulled away to create distance between them.

Seeing Pan Zhen pull away, Sun Wukong shook his head, clicked his tongue, and said:

"Look, this is just an avatar of mine."

"You old man, you can't even take down a clone of yourself. What makes you think you can stop me from destroying the Heavenly Dao?"

His words were understated, accompanied by a condescending gaze.

This moment feels like yesterday.

"Sun Wukong, you..."

Hearing Sun Wukong's words, Pan Zhen felt another wave of anger.

Just now, he was using those words to tease Sun Wukong.

As a result, they are now being ridiculed instead.

Even the taste hasn't changed.

Looking at Sun Wukong, who was now one head taller than him, Pan Zhen gripped his spear tightly and gritted his teeth, saying:

"Stop your arrogance! Do you really think the blazing sun can't subdue you?"

"Tsk"

In response to Pan Zhen's words, Sun Wukong replied with a mocking tone:

"Why is it blazing sun again? Did it realize it can't beat us?"

"you"

Looking at Pan Zhen, who was gritting his teeth, Sun Wukong said calmly:

"If you want to take down me, Old Sun, then let me show you if you have the ability."

"If you don't have it, then stop spouting nonsense in front of me, Old Sun!"

"besides."

Sun Wukong gestured with his lip, indicating slightly to the area behind Pan Zhen:

"Old man, your time is running out."

"After all these Imperial Guards are dead, guess who'll be next?"

"Is it your high-ranking officials and nobles, or the common people of Heaven?"

After the recent battle, the Imperial Guards have been almost entirely wiped out.

The surviving members of the Imperial Guards are all captains with high combat strength.

But even captains and the like need to band together for warmth now.

If you accidentally get separated from your group, you could perish at any moment.

Monkeys don't bully the few with numbers, but they are no match for each other in a one-on-one fight.

They had rich experience, tacit cooperation, and superb martial arts skills, but all of these seemed so pale and powerless at this moment.

Faced with the clone's brute force, they had to be extremely careful even when blocking.

One moment of carelessness and you could end up with your weapon destroyed and yourself knocked flying by a stick.

"Reverence Heaven and ancestral laws, understanding the Way and diligent governance"

After glancing at the few remaining captains still struggling, Pan Zhen resolutely withdrew his gaze, clasped his hands together in a sword-finger gesture, and said in a deep voice:

"With ruler and subject of the same virtue, the nation prospers and the people live in peace; Heaven's justice is clear, protecting our blazing sun!"

"I am Pan Zhen, the Regent of the Blazing Sun, may the Heavenly Path Tower aid me!"

Buzz.

A faint buzzing sound emanated from the mountain, and golden light shimmered on the distant mountain peak.

An ancient pagoda was enveloped in golden light, with a golden beam of light shooting straight up from the top of the pagoda into the sky.

Pan Zhen's face turned red, and the veins on his forehead bulged out like writhing dragons.

The gene engine reached its peak, and the divine body was also pushed to its limit.

With the blessing of the Heavenly Dao Tower, Pan Zhen stared intently at Sun Wukong and shouted:

"Sun Wukong, come down and fight me!"

"A few unorthodox methods will never be considered refined."

Looking at Pan Zhen's current state, Sun Wukong shook his head indifferently and sighed.

If he hadn't been able to continue on the path to immortality, the monkey wouldn't have made such a comment.

When the path to immortality is obscured, pursuing unorthodox or unorthodox methods is a viable alternative.

Now that the immortal sects have descended upon the world, the monkey naturally looks down on these unorthodox methods.

Compared to the path to immortality, unorthodox methods are ultimately just minor ones!

Sun Wukong glanced at Pan Zhen, then slowly landed and said:

"It's because I, Old Sun, am kind-hearted."

As Sun Wukong spoke, he raised his iron cudgel, pointed it at Pan Zhen, and said in a deep voice:

"Fine, I'll grant your wish."

No sooner had Sun Wukong finished speaking than Pan Zhen charged forward with his gun.

Seeing Pan Zhen charging towards him, Sun Wukong suddenly swung his tightly gripped iron cudgel.

With a leftward strike, he snapped the tightly gripped spear in two.

With a right-hand strike, he shattered the tailored armor.

He chopped down with the club.

Looking at Pan Zhen, who lay sprawled in the deep crater like a dead dog, Sun Wukong slowly lowered the iron cudgel he was holding and said calmly:

"Three hits!"

He defeated Xuan Tianji in three hits before, and now that Pan Zhen has taken over, it's still three hits.

Simple and brutal, yet it shattered all the pride of the Heavenly Dao.

His simple words silenced the entire battlefield.

Even the captain of the Imperial Guard, who was still struggling, subconsciously lowered his grip on his weapon.

Even Pan Shuai was defeated like this, how ridiculous are their struggles?

Or what's the point of continuing to struggle?

You're risking your life, but they're just playing around.

"I, Old Sun, haven't even used my strength yet, and you've already fallen."

Sun Wukong twirled his staff, holding the iron rod upside down behind his shoulder.

He slowly walked down from the air, looking at Pan Zhen who was unable to get up, and said:

"Old man, if you have any other tricks up your sleeve, then use them."

"Don't worry, a few unorthodox methods can't harm you, Great Sage."

Judging from the gentle words, one might think it was a casual chat between old friends.

However, given the scene before him, the atmosphere was clearly mismatched.

Looking up at the carefree Sun Wukong, Pan Zhen's eyes filled with endless bitterness.

He had staked almost everything, facing his opponent at his peak.

But in the end, they couldn't even get three hits from the opponent.

Do not!

To be precise, just like Xuan Tianji, he couldn't even withstand a single blow.

I thought there was only a slight difference, but I never imagined the difference would be so great.

This one.

It not only shattered Pan Zhen's bones, but also shattered his hopes.

Gazing at the sun, which was gradually setting in the west, Pan Zhen murmured in a slightly dazed state:

"This guilty minister is incompetent and has failed to protect the legacy of the Emperor Lieyang; I have failed the trust of the late Emperor and the common people."

Although nothing has happened yet, Pan Zhen has already foreseen the future.

When you are knocked down by this blow, some things are already preordained.

Whether Sun Wukong goes on a killing spree or ends it in some other way.

The final result is something that Lieyang can't afford right now.

Unable to withstand it, the scorching sun naturally means there is no future to speak of.

After a few murmurs, Pan Zhen's gaze gradually hardened once again.

Looking at Sun Wukong in front of him, Pan Zhen gritted his teeth and forced himself to stand up.

"Sun Wukong, I admit you are very strong."

"But the blazing sun is not weak either!"

Pan Zhen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, straightened his chest abruptly, and said in a deep voice:

"Heavenly Tower, I issue this order in the name of the Regent of the Blazing Sun."

"Activate my backup power source, and simultaneously sound the alarm bells of the blood-red sunset!"

(End of this chapter)