Great Demon Sun Wukong

Sun Wukong tightened his grip on the Jingu Bang, his entire body on alert, his fiery eyes and golden pupils stimulated to the utmost. The mirror version of Sun Wukong across from him was equally guarded, displaying an expression and posture that were an exact match to the real Sun Wukong. Could this be another showdown between the true and the fake Beautiful Monkey King?

Taking a deep breath, Wukong crouched and remained motionless, staring down his mirror image. Suddenly, the surroundings fell silent—no wind, no roar of wild beasts, even the air seemed to stagnate. This was a testament to both individuals' auras being heightened to the extreme, a common display in a contest between masters where the majority of the battle was a clash of auras.

If you prevailed in the battle of auras, you could ride that momentum to crush your opponent swiftly.

However, this time, Sun Wukong had truly met a foe who was his equal in every way. In terms of aura, Sun Wukong was unable to overwhelm his opponent; in fact, a trace of apprehension due to his lack of understanding of the adversary caused Sun Wukong to be slightly inferior in the aura department.

He couldn't wait any longer. If he didn't act now and let the opponent's aura strengthen further, there would soon be no opportunity left for himself.

With a roar, Wukong's right hand grasped the Jingu Bang and struck out fiercely. The mirror version of Sun Wukong, though having won a slight edge in aura, was not careless in the slightest. As soon as Wukong moved, the mirror version disappeared from where he stood.

The next moment, two figures clashed brutally. Sun Wukong's Jingu Bang smashed down with great force from above, while the mirror version also bent his knees and bowed his back, using both hands to hold the Jingu Bang horizontally above his head in defense. At the moment their weapons collided, a surge of energy rippled out from the point of impact.

After an unsuccessful strike, Sun Wukong withdrew the Jingu Bang with one hand and swiftly sidestepped, his left hand spinning the staff to viciously aim for the waist of his mirror image. The mirror version was not to be outdone and, with a simple sidestep, planted the Jingu Bang upright into the ground to block the sweeping attack.

After blocking the Jingu Bang, the mirror version of Sun Wukong leapt up, using the vertical Jingu Bang as support to spring dozens of feet away in the blink of an eye.

At first, Sun Wukong dodged, but the mirror image's attacks were fierce and grew quicker; eventually, Wukong was forced to cross his arms and block directly.

After another kick, Sun Wukong seized the moment and controlled the Jingu Bang with his Divine Sense. It seemed as though an invisible hand had grasped the staff, which then targeted the mirror version's Jingu Bang on the ground and struck it fiercely.

The mirror version of Sun Wukong, who was mid-air executing a flying kick, suddenly felt the Jingu Bang in his hands tilt, and he had to stop his assault. Turning around, he landed steadily on the ground.

This probing exchange had clearly gone against Sun Wukong. Not only did he fail to touch his opponent, but he was also left with a fiery sting in his arms from the other's kicks.

Through this bout, Sun Wukong had also gauged his opponent's approximate strength. The mirror version steadied over him by a slight margin in both speed and power and was no less adept in seizing the moment in combat. The only disadvantage was that the opponent's weapon was not as flexible as his own Jingu Bang. Although it was extremely sturdy, that was all it offered.

If he could not devise an effective and unexpected strategy to triumph, this obstacle would be very difficult to overcome.

Even as Sun Wukong pondered, his eyes remained fixed on his opponent. The other was also motionless, likely devising a strategy. Otherwise, such evenly matched combat was meaningless. The only option was to employ one's most powerful attack and shatter the opposition in an instant.

Suddenly, Sun Wukong felt an inexplicable sense of crisis in the dark. Without time to think, he clumsily rolled on the ground, narrowly dodging a giant hand that had risen from the very spot he had just been standing in.

Quickly getting to his feet, Sun Wukong looked back, only to find that the mirror image of himself he had been staring at had become illusory and then transformed into a single hair.

By then, the giant hand had emerged from the ground, and with a thunderous roar, a yellowish-brown giant ape appeared before Sun Wukong.

His heart racing with shock, Sun Wukong could hardly think of what to say; when had the opponent used a substitute? He hadn't noticed at all. Had it not been for the last-moment sense of crisis, he would now have been in the giant ape's grasp.

Looking at the giant ape, massive as a small mountain, Sun Wukong knew he had to fight with all his might or risk losing his life. Taking a deep breath, Wukong let out a great shout, and with the sound, his height increased dramatically, turning into a golden giant ape, facing the yellowish-brown one from afar.

In reality, Sun Wukong was still somewhat perplexed. Having seen the mirror version of himself, he knew the opponent must have used a highly sophisticated illusion technique. However, after the transformation into the giant ape, the opponent had become visibly different from him.

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His own giant ape form had an added air of dominance and presence, while the opponent exuded more brutality and heaviness. These two completely opposite auras appearing in the same being were puzzling for Sun Wukong.

Nevertheless, he didn't ponder it long. No matter what, the tough battle ahead had to be resolved. If he won, he could force the opponent to reveal everything he wanted to know. If defeated, it could mean death.

Sun Wukong hurled the Jingu Bang towards the sky, and with a roar, he charged at the yellowish-brown giant ape with inconceivable speed. His forward momentum forced the air to part to the sides, showing just how extraordinary his speed was, reaching an impressive realm.

Yet, looking at the yellowish-brown giant ape, it was slightly slower than Sun Wukong, but its momentum was even more formidable. It was clear that of the two who had turned into giant apes, Sun Wukong was more adept at speed, while the mirror-like Sun Wukong surpassed him in strength.

In the blink of an eye, the two ferocious beasts collided like two massive mountains. The ground instantly cracked and collapsed. The shockwave swept out in an instant, clearing fifty miles of vegetation in its wake.

Looking back at the two beasts, a fierce punch from Sun Wukong had directly hit the opponent's chest, while the opponent's punch had landed heavily on Sun Wukong's shoulder. This time, Wukong managed a slight advantage due to his marginally faster speed, allowing him to awkwardly shift his body at the last moment so that the punch didn't hit his chest.

As the force of their punches dissipated, both turned and then their thick, sturdy legs collided fiercely, triggering another wave of shockwaves to ripple out.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

The two incredibly fierce beasts then engaged in the most primal close combat. Neither used weapons nor spells, they solely relied on brute physical attacks. Every punch landed solidly, every kick met its target – there were no fancy moves or tricks, it was all about who had the stronger, more formidable body.

The land toppled and the skies changed color as the two fought from daylight into night, from one end of the island to the other. Both were covered in wounds, but their fighting spirit only grew more fervent.