Lao Tzu is Ji Gong

Taking action without knowing the other party's information is the most foolish decision.

The monk Xie Long was drawn to this brainless fellow, and as if in a provocation, he extended his right hand, making a gesture of "come on."

At this point, the hot-tempered Six-Eared Macaque was not about to swallow his anger. Without a word, he charged forward, yelling, "You dare flirt with me? I'll smash your brains flat! You bald monk!"

I initially thought this guy was just straightforward, but when I heard the words "bald monk," I realized he really lacked manners.

Whether one is born as a human, a demon, an immortal, or a Buddha, everyone needs to be raised properly. The martial monk Xie Long was not as easy to talk to as Jin Chanzi, so he responded the instant before the Six-Eared Macaque arrived: "You bastard who was born without a father, today I will teach your monkey mouth a lesson on behalf of your father."

He still didn't say a word, but the latter clearly appeared relaxed and at ease.

The fist, imbued with a dark aura, whistled through the air, showing no fear whatsoever in the face of the Six-Eared Macaque's fist.

Seeing that the other party dared to confront him so directly, the Six-Eared Macaque felt a sense of satisfaction. His physical strength was superior to the other party's, so if this was the case, he would have the upper hand and could then thoroughly humiliate the other party.

Hope was high, but reality was harsh. At this time, the Six-Eared Macaque still did not understand the situation of this battle, little did he know that the Golden Cicada had already been replaced by a different master.

The current physical body belongs to the martial monk Xie Long. Compared to this guy, the monkey's physical body is really not that strong. After being washed by the years, Xie Long's body has experienced all the harm in this world.

The jet-black scales had long since become exceptionally hard, and although they were now in human form, their strength remained unaffected.

"Keng!"

The collision between the two hard metal objects produced a crisp sound, but the outcome was not as the Six-Eared Macaque had expected. The other party, in pain, withdrew its right hand and looked at him in disbelief, saying, "How can you be so hard!"

Because after the fists collided, the Six-Eared Macaque felt a pain that spread from his right hand throughout his entire body, just like an ordinary person smashing their fist into a rock, the pain reaching to the bone!

"My goodness, how could she be so perceptive!" At this moment, the Six-Eared Macaque felt like cursing his mother.

"What's wrong with me? This is impossible! This doesn't make sense! This is beyond my comprehension!" A pair of disbelieving eyes stared at Jin Chanzi as if they were seeing a monster.

The Red-Bottomed Macaque had always believed that the Golden Cicada in front of him was definitely not so simple. He had already sensed something was wrong from the dark aura just now, and he never expected that such a situation would actually occur.

It now seems that even I cannot easily defeat it.

The monk Xie Long looked at the Six-Eared Macaque with almost no concern, as if he had done something insignificant. He blew on his fist and said, "I told you long ago, young man, don't be too impatient and don't be so ill-mannered. See? This is retribution."

"Get lost! I don't believe in karma! Tell me what happened! This is impossible!" Although the Six-Eared Macaque was lying on the ground in pain, he was still being sarcastic and verbally abusive.

"Oh, still so stubborn. Looks like my fists aren't hard enough to shut you up. Who was it that said they were going to flatten my mouth? Was it you?" After saying that, his eyes immediately changed, and what was once a joking look now contained the intention to kill him.

"Not good!" The red-bottomed macaque saw that familiar gaze—the demonic eye that only appeared when it wanted to kill someone. Why was Jin Chanzi looking at it like that?

Chapter 937 So that's how it is?

But there was no time for him to think. If the other side really did wipe out the Six-Eared Macaque, he would be in a precarious situation all alone.

So I no longer care about anything else; the best course of action now is...

Just as the monk Xielong was about to strike again, the red-bottomed macaque also threw a punch, resulting in a face-to-face confrontation.

"Oh!"

This time, the sound was no longer metallic, but the muffled noise was even more stimulating to the nerves, and even the Six-Eared Macaque shut his mouth.

Because he knew that even he couldn't do that. The meaning behind this silence might not even be understood by a Great Immortal. What was so scary about it? It was just a silence.

But if you knew the process, you probably wouldn't think that way.

Before this, if the Six-Eared Macaque still had any designs on the Golden Cicada, now those designs are completely gone.

Although he was a dominant figure among the four great monkeys, fearless and invincible, he was still aware of his own limitations if a real fight broke out.

The Red-Bottomed Macaque is absolutely capable of defeating the Six-Eared Macaque and Sun Wukong; there's no need to be upset about that.

Now we see Jin Chanzi going head-to-head with the Red-Bottomed Macaque without any protection, which means that this guy has already achieved a fight to a standstill with the Red-Bottomed Macaque.

The muffled sound was caused by the instant the two fists made contact, transferring their power to each other and ultimately defeating the other. However, during this transfer, both forces encountered each other.

The forces and speeds that are evenly matched perfectly cancel each other out before being released from the fist, which is where the muffled sound comes from.

Jin Chanzi withdrew his fist and said, "Not bad. To be able to clash with my fist head-on, you are a worthy opponent."

Sun Wukong felt very strange. Didn't his master already know each other's information? But judging from this sentence, it seemed like this was their first time fighting.

Even the most foolish of the Six-Eared Macaques knew at this moment that something extraordinary must have happened to this person, otherwise it would be impossible for him to act this way.

Only the red-bottomed macaque looked at Jin Chanzi calmly, and blew on his fist with disdain, saying, "Originally, I still didn't understand what was going on, but now it seems that it should be as I thought."

"Oh, you've figured it out? Then can I hear what you think of me?" Jin Chanzi stood with his hands behind his back!

“Just now, I saw a trace of dark energy in your fist, and I guessed that you are definitely not Jin Chanzi.” The Red-Bottomed Macaque looked at Jin Chanzi.

"Oh, you have a good eye." Jin Chanzi made a gesture of invitation, meaning he was all ears.

“This dark aura is not something that just anyone can possess, especially since you are a member of the Buddhist sect, so there is even less possibility that you can have it. Therefore, there is only one possibility left: you are not Jin Chanzi.”

Jin Chanzi laughed loudly and said, "Then tell me, if I'm not Jin Chanzi, then who am I?"

"What? This person isn't Master! Then where is Master? And who is this person?" A series of questions arose in Sun Wukong's mind, and he immediately stood up and continued, "Who are you? What have you done to my Master?!"

Looking at Sun Wukong, whose face was now flushed red, Jin Chanzi really didn't know what to do. He had now handed his body over to the martial monk Xielong and had no say in the matter.

You can't just switch modes to answer Sun Wukong's questions; it's not something you can just do on a whim.

Fortunately, the monk Xielong guessed Jin Chanzi's thoughts. Although the two had already merged, their tacit understanding had not yet been refined, and moreover, they were not yet able to communicate with each other.

However, in order to cooperate better in the future, and also for the sake of the monk Xie Long himself, he decided to keep Sun Wukong calm first, so that he could focus on dealing with the demonic sect members.

"Old Sun, don't get excited. I'll tell you something slowly, and you'll understand what's going on after you hear it," the martial monk Evil Dragon said to Sun Wukong.

However, Sun Wukong was anxiously concerned about his master at this moment, so he said, "Speak quickly. If you're stammering and lying to me, I'll make you regret it."

Seeing that this guy cared about his master, the martial monk Xielong stopped wasting time and patiently said in a gentle tone, "Actually, I am your master."

Sun Wukong should have been furious upon hearing this, but after experiencing the world of fire, he had matured considerably and understood the implied meaning. He suppressed his impulse and said, "Continue."

Seeing that Sun Wukong was not unusually excited by his words, the martial monk Xielong knew that he had already won more than half the battle, which meant that the guy had taken his words to heart.

Just as you can never wake someone up unless they're pretending to be asleep, the same applies here: you can never persuade someone who doesn't want to listen to you.

Seeing this attitude, the monk Xielong spoke in a gentler tone: "Actually, your master and I were originally one, but I was unwilling because I wanted to come out and see the outside world. Therefore, I thought of a way to take over your master's body."

"What!?" Sun Wukong could no longer contain his temper upon hearing this. Could this guy have already taken over his master?

As he spoke, he was about to pick up his golden cudgel and strike, almost ready to curse: "I'll teach you to take over, I'll teach you to take over my master's body!"

However, something seemed off. If this guy really was like that, there would be no need for him to be patiently persuading him now. Therefore, Sun Wukong once again restrained his temper.

Let's see what this guy wants to say next. It's not too late to cause trouble for him if he says something wrong. I've become much more thoughtful.

Chapter 938 King Kong - Hey, if you're not happy, come and fight!

"Old Sun, I'm glad to see you're not so excited. Right now, Jin Chanzi, who is also your master, can't talk to you because I have to deal with these two guys." The martial monk Xie Long looked at the Six-Eared Macaque and the Red-Bottomed Macaque.

After considering what this guy said, Sun Wukong felt there was no flaw in his argument. If his master had really been harmed by this guy, there would be no need for him to put on this act now.

However, for this guy to eliminate these two is a bit too domineering, isn't it?

Thinking about it, this was all the strength of a quasi-saint. I wouldn't dare to say such harsh words.

After calming Sun Wukong down, the monk Xielong turned his attention to the Red-Bottomed Macaque, who was currently the strongest enemy.

The monk Xie Long felt that he had been playing the good guy for so long that he no longer wanted to be himself, and he felt a wave of discomfort. He had no choice but to treat Jin Chanzi and Sun Wukong as they were, but he did not need to show any mercy to these two guys from the demonic sect.

The monk evil dragon is not only fused with Jin Chanzi, but is also a fusion entity himself. The monk evil dragon is a combination of the bulletproof monk and the drunken evil dragon.

The bulletproof monk can increase the evil dragon's defense, while the evil dragon can increase the monk's attack power. They can switch between the two, switching between human and dragon forms.

It can achieve a perfect combination of speed and power, which is the highest level of power of the monk Evil Dragon.

However, in the virtual world, the monk Xie Long had only recently awakened and his mind was probably still not quite right, so he suffered a crushing defeat under Jin Chanzi's brutal beating. If the two of them were to fight now, it would be hard to say who would be stronger.

However, all of this seemed to be a deliberate arrangement, so the two of them stopped worrying about anything. The only thing they needed to do now was to beat those two monkeys to a pulp.

The reason why he could say such arrogant words was largely because the monk Xielong still had a trump card up his sleeve.

The red-bottomed macaque's body began to grow larger. This eleventh level of the Stone Press Hell was originally known for its vastness, filled with giant rocks, and the space was boundless.

This place was originally used to punish those who, while alive, gave birth to an infant and, for whatever reason—such as the infant being born mentally challenged or disabled, or due to a preference for sons over daughters—drowned or abandoned the infant. Such people were sent to the Stone Press Hell after death. It was a large, square stone pool (trough), with a giant stone of the same size suspended above it by ropes. The person was placed in the pool, and the ropes were cut with an axe...

Therefore, few people can tolerate the cruelty here, especially since there is no administrator here, so the security situation is inherently chaotic.

At this moment, the red-bottomed macaque's body swelled to tens of feet; if it weren't for the fact that there was enough room here, it probably would have burst open.

Seeing the opponent's enormous size, the martial monk Xie Long knew he couldn't afford to lose face if he didn't teach him a lesson.

The evil dragon quickly communicated with the monk and, after reaching an agreement, transformed into a giant black dragon that was no less powerful than the red-bottomed macaque.

This is the true appearance of the black dragon that Jin Chanzi encountered in the virtual world, but the difference is that the black dragon is now in its ultimate state.

In addition, the monks' defensive capabilities are so strong that they are no less formidable than the red-bottomed macaque's innate divine power and control over water elements.

The red-bottomed macaque said with a deep smile, "It seems you really are just as I imagined. My transformation this time was not in vain. Evil Dragon, I hope you will not disappoint me today."

The evil dragon had just regained its footing when it heard the red-bottomed macaque's words and replied, "Haha, it's been a long time since I've had a proper fight. It seems you can grant me my first wish since awakening today."

The excitement in their eyes was hard to hide; this showdown between the best was like meeting a kindred spirit, making people cheer with joy.

After adjusting its breathing, the red-bottomed macaque, like a giant King Kong, stared blankly at the black dragon in front of it.

Because it is a true black dragon, unlike a jiaolong or python, you can see that the black dragon's body seems to be floating in mid-air, riding the clouds and mist.

This is the nobility of the dragon race; even in this hellish place, they can't help but show off a bit.

"Alright, let's get started, I can't wait any longer," said the Red-Bottomed Macaque.

"So restless, huh? Looks like it's been a long time since you've had any 'lubrication.' Today, let me give you a good 'lubrication.'" Black Dragon, perhaps because he hadn't been out for so long, started joking around in a wild and unrestrained manner as soon as he came out.