It looked right in front of him, but it was very far away. It was almost noon when they reached the foot of the mountain. He saw a towering mountain with beautiful peaks. It was extremely steep. The Monkey King was still lost in thought when he suddenly heard a shout and couldn't help being startled. This was a celestial mountain outside the square, a pure land in the human world. Why would there be people fighting? Could it be that someone had committed murder? Out of curiosity, he temporarily dismissed the idea of entering the mountain and followed the sound.
Turning around a mountain valley, he saw two people fighting in the distance. They were the ones who shouted. When it saw these two people clearly, the monkey king was shocked again. It turned out that one of the two people fighting was a 15 or 16-year-old Daoist child. He had white teeth and red lips, which was very pleasing to the eye. The other one was a burly man who was over three meters tall. He looked like he was in his twenties or thirties. The most special thing about him was that he had two horns on his head. They were exactly the same as cow horns. When the sun shone on them, they shone brightly as if they were made of steel. One look and one could tell that they were extremely sharp.
Both of them were bare-handed, fighting back and forth. The burly man was tall and strong, and every time he shouted, it was like a clap of thunder on the ground. The momentum was quite terrifying, but it seemed that he did not gain an advantage. It seemed that he had suffered a little loss. His face was covered in dust, and a few pieces of skin were torn on his body. He seemed to have gone mad. His arms were flung out like wheels, and his two alms bowl-like fists wanted to flatten the little Daoist.
The little Daoist boy was using a small and nimble move. Although the burly man's fists were like dense rain, they could not touch his body at all. Occasionally, he would whip a cold child and hit him three times with his legs. It would definitely have a miraculous effect, forcing the burly man to panic. The burly man knew that although this kid was skinny and his arms and legs were similar to a fire stick, he had more than enough strength to pretend to be both of them. However, he really did have some strength. Even if his skin was rough and his flesh was thick, he could not withstand it. Therefore, once the little Daoist boy retaliated, he did not dare to be careless.
The Monkey King was suspicious. Looking at the horns on the burly man's head, he was definitely not a human. He was most likely a bull spirit. However, he did not look as ferocious as the rhinoceros spirit of Mount Changkong. Instead, he looked a little honest. The little Daoist boy had a handsome appearance and showed no fear of the burly man. It seemed that he was not an ordinary person. Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard the burly man groan. He was kicked in the leg by the little Daoist boy. He could not stand steadily and sat on the ground.
"It's the seventh time already. Still not admitting defeat?" The little Daoist laughed.”
The burly man gritted his teeth and stood up."I was distracted for a moment. This time doesn't count.”He took two steps forward and threw a round punch, Black Tiger Steals Heart.
The little Daoist boy dodged to the side and dodged the burly man's punch. The burly man took advantage of the situation and swung his fists, launching a round of fierce attacks. In an instant, a fist shadow flew in all directions and wrapped around the little Daoist boy. The Monkey King was secretly shocked. The burly man had clearly used his true martial arts, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat for the little Daoist. Even though the burly man didn't care about his punch, if that alms bowl-like punch landed on his body, who knew if such a thin body would be able to eat it?
After the burly man finished his round of punches, he didn't even touch the corner of the little Daoist's clothes. As the force on his body dissipated, his movements slowed down. The little Daoist saw the opportunity and counterattacked with both fists and feet. The burly man was tall and not as nimble as the little Daoist boy. He was forced to panic. He was not careful and his shoulder was hit hard. He cried out in pain and staggered, almost losing his balance. The little Daoist boy was also deliberately teasing him. His right foot hooked on his leg, and he could no longer stand up. He fell to the ground on his back. The ground was the root of the mountain, which was extremely hard. He saw stars when he fell, and it took him a long time to catch his breath.
"It's the eighth time. You admit defeat this time, right?"”
Unexpectedly, the burly man straightened his body and patted the soil on his back."This time, it was you who schemed against me.”
"When did I scheme against you?"”
"You're the one who tripped me up," said the burly man.
The little Daoist boy didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He was almost rendered speechless by the rebuttal."This is considered a trick?"
"Anyway, I won't admit defeat. Let's fight again."”
"Why are you acting like a woman?" the little Daoist said.”
The burly man said," I'm not admitting defeat because you haven't defeated me. How can you call that cheating? You look young. How can you be so unkind?"”
The little Daoist boy almost fell down and broke out in a cold sweat. This was what a scholar should do when he encountered a soldier. He could not explain the reason clearly. It seemed that he was up to no good. He was really angry and laughing at the same time. Even if there was fire, he would still release it. He was also a young man. On a whim, he said,"If you're not convinced, I'll beat you into submission today.”
"Let's see who can beat who into submission," the burly man said. He had made up his mind to strike first and gain the upper hand. Like a Spanish bull, he pounced on the little Taoist boy as if he was the red cloth in the matador's hand. If they were to bump into each other, their bones and tendons would definitely break. The little Daoist boy didn't dare to face the attack head-on. Seeing the burly man pounce on him, he quickly dodged. The burly man missed his target and pulled hard at his waist. Using his feet as an axis, he made a 180-degree turn and opened his arms to hug the little Daoist boy. The little Daoist boy jumped in shock. Although he had heard of this move before, it was his first time seeing it. He tapped the ground with his toes and jumped over the burly man's head with a " Plucking Onions on Dry Land ". As soon as his feet touched the ground, the burly man pounced over again with a tiger roar. His fists spread out wildly and he launched another round of fierce attacks. After he finished this round of punches, he focused his eyes and saw that the person was gone! Could it be that he had sent him flying with a flurry of punches? But he didn't feel like he had hit anything just now?
In a daze, he suddenly felt a kick on his back. Thump thump thump…He rushed out a few steps and fell flat on his face. "The ninth time, do you admit defeat?"”
This time, the burly man fell heavily. He had a cut on his face, but he didn't care at all. He propped himself up with his arms and said casually,"I won't admit defeat." Before he could finish, he pounced on the little Daoist again. To be honest, this kind of indomitable and courageous spirit was really commendable.
However, the little Daoist boy complained incessantly. He could only admit that he was unlucky to encounter this pestering mushroom head. Fortunately, he had already figured out the pattern of the burly man. This guy fought with his previous strength. He was in a burst of energy. He would be weak again and again. He did not have the concept of persisting in a protracted battle. As long as he could survive the first round of attacks, he would definitely lose.
The monkey king watched as the burly man was beaten up. He got up, got up, and fell down again. He was beaten black and blue, but he refused to admit defeat. In the beginning, the little Daoist boy would ask him if he refused to admit defeat every time he was beaten up. Later, when he saw that he was really unreasonable, he decided not to ask anymore. He would wait until he was beaten until he could not get up. The Monkey King didn't know whether to laugh or cry."This burly man is really unreasonable. He knows that he is not a match for the other party, but he still wants to suffer. Why did he go down the dark path and not even know how to turn a corner?”As he looked at it, he felt as if he had been given a sharp warning. Wasn't this a type of spirit? How many people could have this kind of spirit? If he could be so persistent in doing things, what else could be difficult…
The burly man didn't care about the hot weather, but the little Daoist boy couldn't take it anymore and was sweating profusely. His originally handsome little face was as red as a monkey's butt. Looking at the time, he was shocked and thought,""I was so focused on tangling with this burly man that I forgot about the proper business. If Master finds out, he will be punished to face the wall again. Kneeling against a wall for three days without eating or drinking was not a punishment for humans.”Seeing the burly man's fist coming at him, he tilted his body to the side and dodged the fist. He grabbed the burly man's wrist and pulled him back. The burly man took a few steps forward and finally couldn't stand still. He lay on the ground.
The little Daoist had something on his mind and did not want to be entangled with the burly man anymore. He said,"Your skin is really thicker than the city walls. Are you done yet?”
The burly man lay on the ground and did not get up. Clearly, he was quite tired. He panted heavily and said,"It won't end until I beat you down."
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