Fang Zhiyi thanked him softly.
"It's a pity that you've done so much, but she doesn't know anything. She won't know anything in the future, and will resent you instead. Is it worth it?"
"Great Sage, you went through 81 trials and tribulations just to become a Buddha? Was it worth it?"
Sun Wukong looked at Fang Zhiyi deeply, then laughed as well, spinning his golden cudgel in his hand. "You, bear demon, are quite interesting."
A monkey and a bear stood in the center of Chenjia Village, which was covered in blood. They smiled at each other, and there was a hint of carefreeness and helplessness in their laughter.
"I will use all my strength." Sun Wukong's aura suddenly rose, and golden light emanated from him. Behind him, a huge giant ape image gradually condensed, more than ten feet tall, with eyes like lightning, intimidating all directions.
Zhu Bajie, who was far away, was startled and almost dropped the rake in his hand. "Oh my god, who on earth is this monster? How can it allow a monkey to use the Dharma Image Heaven and Earth?"
Fang Zhiyi did not dare to delay, the demonic power in his body was running wildly, and the figure of a black bear appeared behind him. Although it was much smaller than the giant ape, it was also very aggressive, with black hair standing on end and claws shining with cold light.
"Come on!" Sun Wukong shouted, and the giant ape image raised his fist and smashed it towards the black bear image.
Fang Zhiyi was not willing to be outdone, and he met Shangdian with the Black Bear Dharma Body. The two giant hands collided with each other, and with a loud "bang", an air wave swept across, blowing the gravel on the ground into the air.
However, the gap in strength was huge after all. Although Fang Zhiyi's demonic power was pure and had been strengthened three times, it was still not enough in front of Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong picked up the golden cudgel, and Fang Zhiyi took a deep breath. He also wanted to know how far he could go.
With the first blow, Sun Wukong swung his golden cudgel and smashed it at Fang Zhiyi's chest. Fang Zhiyi blocked it with his black bear Dharma image's arm. With a clang, the golden cudgel struck his arm, causing his Dharma image to tremble. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Fang Zhiyi's mouth.
"It hurts a little." He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes became brighter.
The first blow, Sun Wukong's speed was even faster, and the golden hoop left an afterimage as it smashed into Fang Zhiyi's shoulder. Fang Zhiyi tried to dodge, but was still hit. With a "crack", the bone in his shoulder cracked, and he groaned and took a few steps back.
"It really hurts." He gritted his teeth and rushed forward again.
With the third blow, Sun Wukong gathered all his strength, and the golden cudgel transformed into a beam of golden light, smashing into Fang Zhiyi's forehead. Fang Zhiyi, with all his might, embraced the golden cudgel with his black bear form, then launched a straight punch. A moment later, the immense force still knocked him back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, splattering the ground and staining the dust red.
Sun Wukong sheathed his golden cudgel and rubbed his chest. Fang Zhiyi's final blow had certainly stirred his blood. He slowly walked over to Fang Zhiyi and looked him down. "Not bad! Not only did you withstand three blows from me, but you even managed to injure me... You're quite an interesting demon."
Fang Zhiyi lay on the ground, gasping for breath, and smiled bitterly: "This is the only way." He knew that he had tried his best.
"Yeah, that's the only way." There was a hint of melancholy in Sun Wukong's tone, and he inexplicably missed the old days.
He raised his golden cudgel and pointed it at Fang Zhiyi's forehead: "Goodbye."
Fang Zhiyi smiled. He looked up at the sky and said, "That's four sticks in total! If I can withstand four sticks from the Monkey King, I can brag about it for ten lifetimes!"
Sun Wukong's hand trembled, and the golden cudgel almost missed the target. He couldn't help but laugh and scold: "You fellow, you are almost dead and still so poor!"
Despite saying so, he still swung his golden cudgel. With a thud, Fang Zhiyi's body collapsed, and he was no longer breathing.
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