"It seems the next three years of my training are going to be incredibly tough!"
Inside the Holy Maiden's Hall, Wukong lay in the bedroom Huliena had prepared for him. To his right was a stand holding a fruit platter. Wukong used his Qi to lift grapes one by one, guiding them into his mouth.
"This is the life."
"Carefree and unrestrained, how wonderful." Just as Wukong was enjoying himself, a shout of anger came from outside the door.
"Sun Wukong! Get out here!" A young man in red clothing, his face contorted with rage, strode in from outside the door, accompanied by a tall young man who looked similar to Huliena.
Huliena, who was still reading in the study, immediately felt her mood plummet upon hearing the voices outside. How could she not recognize who it was?
"Big brother Yan, brother." Huliena closed her book and walked out of the study, greeting the two young men outside.
"Nana." Yan walked over to Huliena and said, "Call that bastard Wukong out. I need to settle some things with him."
"Brother Yan! He's staying here with me; it was arranged by the teacher. Can you please not make trouble for him?" Sensing the harshness in Yan's tone, Huliena quickly tried to dissuade him.
Firstly, because Huliena, Xie Yue, and Yan had all come out of the Hell Training Camp together, they had some degree of affection for each other. Secondly, because Yan was only at level 38, how could he possibly beat Wukong?
Yan had always liked Huliena. In the original story, he even secretly tripped up Tang San in the Star Dou Great Forest, just because Tang San had flirted with Huliena a little.
Now, Wukong was directly staying in her palace. How could Yan, with his mindset, let Wukong off the hook? That was impossible.
"Nana, this is a matter between men. You shouldn't interfere." Yan's anger dissipated by half at the sight of Huliena. There was nothing he could do; he was a simp after all.
"But…" Huliena was about to tell him about Wukong's strength when a figure began to walk out from a corner of the palace.
"It's okay! Little junior sister, you don't have to stop him. He wants to find me, right? I want to see what he wants." Wukong walked up to him with his hands on his hips and swaggered in front of him.
Because of his Martial Soul, Yan was now one meter and eighty-five centimeters tall, the same height as Wukong.
That fiery red hair made Wukong quite envious. Sigh, when will I be able to awaken Super Saiyan God?
"You are Sun Wukong?" Yan glared angrily at Wukong, who was wearing an orange martial arts uniform.
"That's right! It's your grandpa, me," Wukong replied with a rebellious look, a hint of killing intent in his eyes.
There was no need to be polite to this small fry. If he didn't give him a hard time, he wouldn't know his place.
"You!" Yan pointed at Wukong, clearly enraged by the words.
"Come with me to the training ground. We'll have a one-on-one duel. Whoever loses automatically withdraws." After saying that, Yan ran to the training ground to wait for Wukong.
Automatically withdraw? Impossible. With this guy's personality and character, how could he possibly withdraw automatically? Even if he lost, he would definitely go back on his word.
"Senior Brother." Seeing Wukong accept the challenge, Huliena softly pleaded with him, "Senior Brother, Yan is just like that. Don't take it to heart. Please go easy on him when you fight him later, okay?"
Although Huliena usually didn't have a high opinion of Yan, they were, after all, companions who had spent several years together in the Hell Training Camp. Asking for a favor for him was the least she could do.
"It's okay, I'll hold back a bit, just teach him a lesson." After saying this, Wukong activated his Sky Dance Technique, leaped forward, and flew in the direction Yan had gone.
Then, Xie Yue and Huliena also started heading towards the training ground.
Inside the training ground.
Yan arrived at the training ground first, while Wukong flew in from the sky, finally landing slowly.
Seeing Wukong's flying stance, Yan couldn't help but become vigilant.
"This guy can fly?"
Wasn't his Martial Soul a staff? Could he have a flight-type Soul Bone? Yan wondered in his heart.
In this world, if one didn't have a flight-type Soul Bone or Martial Soul, only Title Douluo-level figures could briefly stay in the air, and even that was only for a short time.
And his opponent before him could soar through the sky, which made Yan raise his spirits and face this "love rival".
"I'm here, brother," Wukong greeted Yan after landing. Turning his head, he saw that Huliena and Xie Yue had also arrived. Now that everyone was here, the show could begin.
Seeing that Wukong was ready, Yan spoke, "Neither of us should hold back. Fight with your true strength!"
Then, Yan let out a low shout: "Flame Lord! Martial Soul Fusion!"
Yan's body immediately grew taller, with magma-like patterns flowing all over it. His skin became like granite, and three dazzling Soul Rings – yellow, yellow, and purple – floated around him.
"First Soul Skill! Magma Fist!" Yan's first Soul Ring on his body lit up, and his hands began to be covered in flames and magma.
He drove his legs and ran straight towards Wukong.
Wukong, however, stood still, doing nothing. When Yan had run halfway, he slowly opened his mouth and shouted a phrase he often said in his previous life.
"Ahem, Ladies and gentlemen, it's show time!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Wukong's entire body was engulfed in flames. He slowly raised his right hand, and a ball of energy fire condensed in his palm. At this moment, Yan had also run to a spot two meters in front of Wukong.
"Hah! Orochi's Great Slash!" The energy fire in Wukong's hand followed his palm as he forcefully unleashed it towards Yan.
As for why he used Orochi's Great Slash instead of the more powerful Energy Blast, Wukong still needed to spare Yan's life. The Energy Blast's power was too strong, not to mention the Energy Cannon. Moreover, this kid's Martial Soul was Flame Lord, giving him some natural immunity and suppression against flames. It wouldn't cause much damage. The most important point was, his old man had said: "Fight fire with fire." So, for them, it was definitely fighting fire with fire.
A ball of energy fire collided with Yan's first Soul Skill. It was obvious that the energy fire had a slight advantage, pushing Yan back a bit. However, because his Martial Soul was Flame Lord, he was immune to most of the flame damage. The remaining damage was from the energy component within the flames.
Seeing that this move from Wukong didn't cause him much harm, Yan couldn't help but sneer, "Heh, this kid is probably just like that. Thinking he can compete with me for Nana? He's just dreaming."
At this moment, Yan's second Soul Ring lit up, and he was about to use his second Soul Skill.
Wukong, on the other hand, silently muttered in his heart, "Modern weapon arsenal, Desert Eagle Handgun."
After conveying his thoughts to the current armory, Wukong materialized a Desert Eagle Handgun in his hand. He aimed at Yan's crotch and said, "Kid, times have changed."
Bang!
Following the gunshot was Yan lying on the ground, screaming hysterically.
Xie Yue, watching from behind, couldn't help but clench a certain area.
This is a pain only men understand.
Yan lay on the ground, his expression pained, clutching the bleeding area, and kept shouting.
Huliena, not far behind Wukong, quickly summoned the imperial physician, thinking, "Senior Brother, you went too far."
"But this solved a big problem for me. Who told Yan to always pester me? I couldn't refuse him because of my brother and friend status, but he's been getting more and more presumptuous recently."
"Sigh, but it's also quite pitiful." Huliena thought to herself.
Looking at Yan lying on the ground, Wukong suddenly felt that everything in this world was so beautiful. You feel the same way when you've thoroughly punished someone who once mocked and provoked you.
Does he even need to withdraw? The guy's already done for.
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