Zhu Bajie's progress suddenly paused, but then he continued walking towards the depths of the Gate of Creation.
"You were originally the head of the nine star kings, but because of your involvement in the internal struggle of power, you became a victim of power. In the end, you were demoted to the mortal world and reborn as a pig. You can't even protect the woman you love. Are you willing?"
Jiang Wenming shouted at his back.
"What did you say……"
Jiang Wenming felt his eyes blur as his whole body was lifted up by Zhu Bajie.
That ferocious pig face was filled with anger.
"As long as... you... are willing to join the war, one day... I will awaken... all the gods in the sky... to restore your innocence."
Jiang Wenming was pinched by the neck, and he felt an unparalleled force coming from that arm, making it difficult for him to breathe.
"Just you?"
Zhu Bajie threw him to the ground with disdain on his face.
"Ahem... Back then, Buddhism was fighting for faith and plotting to destroy our Chinese orthodoxy. You were just one of their pawns. You should know this very well.
As long as we in China can survive this disaster, I am willing to promise you that one day, I will wake up the gods in the sky and go to Lingshan to seek justice for you. "
Jiang Wenming coughed twice and continued to speak.
He was betting on the resentment in Zhu Bajie's heart and that his blood had not yet cooled down.
As the former Tianpeng Marshal, how could he watch the Chinese people being killed?
The reason why he refused was that he no longer wanted to be someone else's pawn and no longer wanted to get involved in these power struggles.
Jiang Wenming is now giving him a reason to take action.
"Why should I trust you?"
Zhu Bajie sneered.
"How about this?"
Jiang Wenming thought, and an eternal aura emerged from his body.
Bright and magnificent.
"Demon Emperor Jun!"
Zhu Bajie's pupils shrank.
From his perspective, he couldn't see the source of this power.
The former Lord of Heaven and Emperor Jun of all demons.
He is back!
"Okay, I'll believe you just once, but I'm a little hungry and want to taste the fireworks in this world."
Zhu Bajie finally relented and was willing to fight.
When Jiang Wenming heard this, a smile finally appeared on his face.
"No problem, I can't guarantee anything else. I will definitely treat you to enough food for the fireworks in this world. Fellow Chinese, please bring some food to Marshal Tianpeng."
Jiang Wenming turned to the audience in the direction of China and shouted.
Li Jianguo, who was in the audience, heard this and immediately stood up and shouted to the people next to him: "Inform all the chefs in the empire to serve fine wine and food to Marshal Tianpeng immediately."
As soon as the order came out, all the chefs in the Chinese Empire began to get busy, making delicious food as quickly as possible and setting up the incense table for worship.
The two walked out of the Gate of Creation. Zhu Bajie rubbed his shriveled belly and turned to look at the Sakura Empire.
A tall, bald monk, surrounded by water, was standing there, watching them with a pair of cold eyes.
"Hmph, a mere pig demon is worthy of being my opponent."
When Master Haifang saw Zhu Bajie, his face was filled with contempt.
After all, the monsters that take the form of the five animals are usually the weakest beings and can only be reduced to sacrifices for higher ghosts and gods.
After hearing what Master Haifang said, Zhu Bajie glanced at him casually and did not defend himself.
Instead, he walked to a pile of sacrifices, ignored the delicacies in front of him, picked up a slightly yellowed steamed bun, put it in his mouth and started chewing.
"I have received your wish. Since I have enjoyed your offering, I will naturally help you achieve your wish."
Zhu Bajie suddenly said this without any clue.
The audience in the Huaxia District were all stunned, not knowing what was happening.
Only Jiang Wenming knew.
This is an ancient tradition. People worship gods. Once the gods are willing to enjoy the offerings, it means that they have inherited the cause and effect.
Zhu Bajie keeps saying that he doesn't want to interfere with human affairs, but his kind nature cannot be concealed.
Otherwise, Jiang Wenming would not have agreed to fight so easily.
A piece of thick steamed bun is enough!
Zhu Bajie held the steamed bun and chewed it as if he were eating delicacies from the mountains and seas.
"Referee, I want to choose the venue."
Sakuramoto Sakura suddenly spoke.
【oh? What venue do you want to choose? 】
Poppy looked at Sakuramoto Sakura with slight surprise.
"I choose the ocean as my battlefield."
Sakuramoto Sakura revealed her purpose without hesitation.
Umibozu is good at controlling water and can exert 200% of his strength in the sea.
[Are there any venues that Chinese players would like to choose? If there are different choices, I can let you draw lots. 】
Bobby looked at Jiang Wenming.
"It doesn't matter. Let the sea be the sea. Only the weak will complain about the environment."
Jiang Wenming shrugged indifferently, but in fact he was already laughing in his heart.
In the sea area, if it were anyone else, Jiang Wenming might not agree, but this is Tianpeng Marshal Zhu Bajie.
In charge of Tianhe's 100,000 water troops, even the most terrifying weak water river can swim freely in it.
How dare you play with water in front of him now?
It seems that I have been living too comfortably in my childhood and have forgotten the terror of the Chinese gods!
[Since both players agree to use the sea as a battlefield, let’s get started! 】
After Bobby finished speaking, his figure suddenly disappeared.
The surrounding space began to change rapidly, turning into a vast ocean in the blink of an eye.
The Mythical Arena is a space of its own. Although it doesn't look big, it contains everything.
Calling it Sumeru mustard seeds is nothing more than that.
At this time, Zhu Bajie also finished his last bite of steamed buns, stood up from the ground, patted the dust on his butt, raised his toes, and dropped the nine-tooth rake into his hand.
"You protect yourself, I'll come as soon as I go."
Zhu Bajie said something to Jiang Wenming, and then plunged into the water.
Both gods are good at water, so naturally they have to fight in water.
Because of the rules, Jiang Wenming and Sakura Sakura were also given water properties, so at least they would not drown in water.
"You have a very good talent, but it's a pity that you were born ten years late."
Sakuramoto Sakura spoke.
"Really? I think it's just right."
Jiang Wenming has no good impression of the people of the Sakura Empire.
This is a group of ignorant white-eyed wolves. When you are strong, they will grovel and flatter you. When you are weak, they will be the first to pounce on you and stab you.
This kind of thing happened too many times in the history of previous lives.
A professor once said that if China wants to revive, the first thing to do is destroy the Sakura Country.
Jiang Wenming deeply believed this.
The more you get to know this nation, the more terrifying you will find them.
Tolerant, perseverant, thick-skinned, and no bottom line.
It can be said that he has all the qualities of a hero in troubled times.
Who can feel at ease with this kind of country lying on its side beside the Chinese dragon?
Therefore, Jiang Wenming made up his mind to take advantage of this opportunity to cripple them in one fell swoop, destroy their temples, and cut off their inheritance.
They will never be given a chance to rise.
We will not let the history of the past life repeat itself.
"Times have changed. The Chinese nation will never be bullied by any country again. If anyone comes to attack China, I will fight with a sword and fight without blood!"
