Not only the Chinese audience, but also the audience from other empires also stopped making noises and shifted from the battle in the ring to the story of Jiang Wenming.
"Could that Chinese guy be talking about the origin of that monkey?"
"No, that's not the point. The point is, where did China get so many gods? One hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals, is this too much?"
"Didn't you hear what he said about the Ten Palaces of Hell? And they are the ones in charge of life and death. Doesn't this mean there are ten Hades in China?"
"No way? Ten Plutos? How is that possible!"
"These must be all made up by him. If China was so powerful, they would have wiped out us all long ago. How could they have survived so many years?"
"It's impossible to tell. China always likes to pretend to be pigs and eat tigers. It is said that everyone there knows martial arts. If you challenge them, they will be very timid.
But if you fight with them, they will beat you down in minutes. The most terrifying thing is that after beating you, they will politely pick you up and ask you if you are okay. "
"real or fake?"
"I didn't believe it before, but look at the Sakura Empire and the Tianzhu Empire. They all thought they could annex China, but what happened? They were swept aside."
As soon as he said this, he was immediately recognized by all the crooked nuts around him.
He's so good at hiding, he's an old man!
At this time, Jiang Wenming had already told about Sun Wukong causing trouble in the Heavenly Palace, disrupting the Yellow Peach Fair, and stealing elixirs.
The beating made all the gods in heaven bow their heads, and he even sat in the Lingxiao Palace of the Jade Emperor.
Especially the sentence, the Jade Emperor takes turns to come to my house this year!
It also makes the audience in the Huaxia District fascinated.
Do whatever you want, and when faced with injustice, just flip the table over, what a wanton joy it is.
In this way, an unruly image was established in the minds of Chinese people.
You look down on me, don’t you?
Are you going to seal me Bi Mawen?
Humiliating me?
Then I will beat you until you can look down on me!
Sun Wukong used his strength to achieve this, and the gods in heaven no longer dared to mention Bi Ma Wen.
"Respect is earned by strength, not by charity from others!"
Li Jianguo felt even deeper. A weak country has no diplomacy. Only when it becomes strong can it have enough say.
Sun Wukong is like this, and so is China!
As more and more people hear the story of Sun Wukong, their recognition of him becomes stronger and stronger.
Wisps of power of faith poured into the Pantheon, and the oil lamp representing Sun Wukong began to become brighter and brighter.
On the mythical arena, Sun Wukong, who was already scarred, suddenly felt a soft power pouring into his body.
At the same time, he seemed to hear countless people praying in his ears.
"Great Sage, you must win."
"Brother Monkey, come on!"
"You are the Monkey King who has even sat in the Lingxiao Palace. A mere Tathagata is nothing. Kill him."
"The Great Sage bless you!"
"..."
A smile suddenly appeared on Sun Wukong's monkey face.
"Boy, you know me quite well. You are right. The Jade Emperor takes turns. When I come to my house this year, my old grandson has even sat in the Lingxiao Palace. How can he fall here!"
After finishing speaking, he tore off the already tattered golden chain armor on his body, and turned around sharply to look at Tathagata.
"O Tathagata, it's time to end this."
The overwhelming fighting spirit emanates from Sun Wukong, representing his unyielding spirit.
"The Dinghai Divine Needle - Breaking the Sky!"
The golden cudgel in his hand was changed into a thorn, hoping to break the face.
Tathagata raised his hand to block, but was directly stabbed through by the golden cudgel.
Looking at the big hole in his chest, Tathagata's eyes flashed with a trace of trance and confusion.
Why did the power of his faith suddenly decrease so much?
Sun Wukong succeeded with one blow and immediately pursued the victory. In an instant, the entire arena was filled with golden shadows.
The aura on Tathagata's body became weaker and weaker, and the golden body began to show more and more cracks.
at this time.
Suddenly a purple gold alms bowl appeared in Tathagata's hand and he threw it towards Sun Wukong.
Seeing this, Sun Wukong's pupils suddenly shrank, he shook the golden cudgel in his hand, changed it from stabbing to picking, and picked the purple gold alms bowl into his hand.
"This is……"
Looking at this familiar alms bowl, Sun Wukong was greatly shocked, because this was the magic weapon used by Tang Monk to make alms.
He did not participate in the second half of the journey to the west, so he did not know that this thing was sent out by Tang Monk on his own initiative.
It was assumed that Tathagata had caught Tang Seng and wanted to use it as a threat.
"Brother Monkey, be careful!"
A cry of surprise rang out.
Before Sun Wukong could react, he was pierced through the heart with a dagger.
Sanskrit characters appeared on the dagger and quickly sank into Sun Wukong's body.
"Amitabha, how good! How good!"
Tathagata recited the Buddha's name and returned to his compassionate look.
This dagger was his magic weapon when he was not a monk, and it was also the magic weapon for him to become a Buddha.
The dagger he used to cut meat to feed the eagle could kill even himself, let alone Sun Wukong.
Now that the dagger has penetrated Sun Wukong's heart, death is only a matter of time.
The Chinese audience in the auditorium were all furious. They could clearly see the scene just now.
Tathagata threw an object, and while Sun Wukong was distracted, he successfully attacked with a dagger and pierced his heart.
"How despicable!"
"Fuck Buddha, this is a scumbag."
"Whoever dares to mention the word Buddha again in the future, I greet his eighteen generations of ancestors!"
"Great Sage, hold on!"
"Don't die, don't die. Where is Jiang Shen? Go and help the Great Sage."
"Uuuuuuuuuuah... I don't want my boyfriend anymore. I just want the Great Sage to live."
"..."
No one noticed that a shadow disappeared from the arena and headed straight towards Tianzhu.
Tianzhu Empire.
After a series of smashing and smashing by Long Ye and others, not a single temple in each city remained.
Tianzhu's senior officials were furious, but there was nothing they could do against them.
Fighting alone, no one is their opponent.
It's frustrating to use weapons that cause massive damage and not be able to lock on to the opponent.
Right now.
All Buddhist temples in Tianzhu emit golden light.
A phantom of a god with a fat head, big ears, and a mouth full of fangs appeared.
It was Zhu Bajie who was watching the battle in the ring before.
The moment he appeared, he opened his mouth to inhale without saying a word. Countless offerings and the power of faith were sucked into his mouth.
This move alarmed many of the awakened gods in Tianzhu. The statues of the gods lit up, and the phantoms of the gods appeared in front of him.
"Bold! How dare you steal our offerings and beliefs!"
"Get lost! I, the old pig, am the envoy of the altar purified by the Buddha himself. I have the right to enjoy all offerings. Who dares to stop me?"
Zhu Bajie roared angrily, and the nine-tooth rake instantly appeared in his hand. The terrifying aura on his body, which was as terrifying as a mountain, shocked the hairy gods.
