"This naughty monkey is so rampant. I wonder when he became enlightened. Who is your master?" Tathagata Buddha ordered the divine soldiers surrounding Sun Wukong to retreat.
...Sun Wukong lowered his head and said nothing.
"You want to be the Jade Emperor? What ability do you have? Why do you occupy the Heavenly Palace?" The Buddha Tathagata was not angry and continued with a smile.
...Sun Wukong remained silent, looking extremely arrogant.
The gods were so angry that they clenched their fists.
"How about I make a bet with you. If you can flip out of my palm with one somersault, I will ask the Jade Emperor to give you the Heaven. If not, just be obedient." Tathagata said with a smile.
...Sun Wukong remained silent.
The air suddenly became solidified.
It was eerily quiet all around.
He truly looks like a benevolent Buddha, benevolent and compassionate, saving all sentient beings. If I were my past life, I would have been deceived, then suppressed beneath the Five Finger Mountain, following the path they laid out, heading west. What a pity... the puppet from my past life had long since awakened and become me in this life. Is fate really so easily changed? Even if I didn't, as in my past life, invade the Dragon Palace, wreak havoc in the underworld, and vow to equal the heavens, history would still slowly move forward, eventually leading to this showdown.
Is it time? Luck? Fate?
I'm not willing to accept this.
Sun Wukong lowered his eyelids, suppressing the emotions surging inside.
"Heh..." A low laugh, like a stone, broke the silent air.
"Who gave you the confidence? Why would I care about this crappy position?" Sun Wukong raised his eyes, blazing with light, and looked straight at Tathagata. The brilliance flowing in those eyes instantly warmed Tathagata's heart, making him tense for no reason.
Sun Wukong retracted his fire stick and slammed it hard against the white jade throne. The throne, previously radiant and intact, instantly cracked. As Sun Wukong stood up, it shattered into powder, dispersing in the wind.
"This?" Sun Wukong picked up the fire stick and pointed it at the sky.
"My fate is in my own hands." Sun Wukong pointed his fire stick in the direction of Tathagata. "If you want me to travel west, it depends on whether you have the ability to do so."
"Stop your outrageous words, monkey."
"You naughty monkey, if you don't accept my toast, you'll have to drink the penalty wine."
"You rascal monkey, how dare you disrespect the Buddha? Take my sword."
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The situation became tense in an instant.
Sun Wukong's words startled Tathagata. Though he appeared calm on the outside, a turbulent storm was brewing within him. How had this rascal known about the journey west? Even he had only glimpsed a faint glimpse of heaven's will...
One monkey and many gods, clearly divided, with swords drawn and war imminent.
Tathagata calmed himself down and said, "You naughty monkey, you..." Before he could finish the rest of the words, a stick with unknown golden patterns rushed towards him.
"Stop talking nonsense and let's fight!" Sun Wukong picked up the fire stick and rushed towards Tathagata with a fighting spirit.
In a flash, a transparent wall appeared in front of Tathagata, blocking Sun Wukong's fierce stick.
The gods and immortals finally calmed down and quickly picked up their magical instruments, wanting to lend a helping hand to Tathagata. However, Tathagata, who was sitting on the altar, stopped them with a wave of his hand.
Tathagata, who had been humiliated many times, would not try to persuade him this time. No matter what opportunity this monkey had gotten and how he had glimpsed the thoughts of Heaven, I would follow the will of Heaven and suppress this monkey so that he could assist Tang Sanzang in his journey to the West. It would just take a little more effort to suppress his bad nature.
After thinking about it, Tathagata didn't waste any more words. He raised his right hand, which turned into a giant palm as big as a mountain, and slapped it towards Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong, sensing the danger, quickly poured most of his spiritual energy into his feet, exerting his speed to the extreme, and only then was he able to dodge Tathagata's palm.
It was the same move again. Fortunately, in order to save his life, he had worked hard to improve his cultivation in this life and had painstakingly thought out many countermeasures. Otherwise, he would have been slapped away like in his previous life.
Before Sun Wukong could think any more, Tathagata swung his palm again.
Sun Wukong dodged quickly and cleverly. In the blink of an eye, the fire stick in his hand became as thick as a water tank. He hit Tathagata's palm that was pressed on the ground with the stick. Tathagata dodged it with a flash.
You swing, I dodge, I hit. You swing again, I dodge again, I hit again...
Outside the West Heaven Gate, even the gods who had become immortals could only catch a glimpse of the two men's afterimages. Their speed was simply too fast. The more powerful gods, such as Guanyin Bodhisattva and Taishang Laojun, looked puzzled. When had this monkey become so powerful that he could actually escape from the Buddha's palm and even fight back.
"Bang..." There was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. Sun Wukong fell heavily on the demon-slaying platform, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Lose the battle but not the battle.
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Sun Wukong climbed up from the demon-slaying platform and said with a mocking look on his face, "Old Tathagata, you're just like me. Does my stick taste good? Hahahaha..."
Tathagata's face darkened, and where the gods could not see, the seams between his palms were red, caused by the beating of the monkey.
"You naughty monkey, stop being so arrogant." After he finished speaking, Tathagata stretched out his left palm, and the left Tathagata palm coordinated with the right Tathagata palm, and began a powerful attack.
When Sun Wukong saw this, he cried out in his heart, "Oh no, this old bald donkey is angry!" All the spiritual energy in his body immediately poured into his feet, and he ran away at the speed of light.
"Boom!" A palm hit the ground behind him. Sun Wukong was unable to dodge and a few strands of black hair fell to the ground. A cut was made on his face by the spiritual energy.
After rolling over and dodging another palm from Tathagata, Sun Wukong was already starting to breathe a little.
He truly deserves to be the leader of the Buddhist world.
"Naughty monkey, as long as you are willing to convert to Buddhism, I will forgive you for the past." Tathagata stopped his palms and said.
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