Dragons are not good at fighting.

Since he had studied the Tao with Taishang Laojun for half a year, he was even more sure that he was suitable for cultivation rather than fighting.

It's a pity that when he was in the wilderness, most monks only paid attention to supernatural spells, and did not re-cultivate the Tao, and the dragon, as a part of the dragons, also learned the method of fighting, with the purpose of training him as a soldier, but he was mediocre in this regard.

After his trip to the earth, he found that his acceptance of mathematics, physics, chemistry and biology was very fast, and in the flood wilderness, these were all part of the Tao, the foundation of the Tao.

So, he guessed where his talent was, and after the journey to the west, he was even more sure that he was more suitable for cultivation than fighting.

To put it simply, his scientific talent is stronger than his practical talent, and he is more suitable to be a scientist than a warrior.

Of course, this does not mean that he is not capable of real combat.

Scientific research can make him stronger, but actual combat can only make him more proficient.

For him, learning magic is a way to learn from each other's strengths, in order to sublimate and improve his life level.

……

While the dragon was learning elven magic, in the tavern of Nok Cheng in the East Continent, a long-haired orc walked in slowly, with a one-meter-long ring ruler pinned to his waist, he was Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong has been wandering on the East Continent for a month, and now that he has integrated into this world, to outsiders, he is just an ordinary monkey man (a type of orc).

"Guest, what do you need?" The waiter stepped forward and asked.

"Fruit salad." Sun Wukong said in a flat tone.

He has never eaten meat, only eats melons, fruits and vegetables, so a clear breath is formed in his body, and a breath close to nature is exuded from the inside out.

Although it was strange to come to the tavern for a fruit salad, the waiter didn't do much and retreated to prepare.

However, the surrounding guests all laughed when they heard the food ordered by Sun Wukong, but seeing that Sun Wukong had no reaction, they didn't laugh long and went their separate ways.

Sun Wukong doesn't care about the laughter of others, after all, eating only fruit salad in the tavern does seem very unusual.

It didn't take long for the waiter to bring the fruit salad, and at this moment, two more guests came to the door of the tavern, and the waiter hurriedly walked over to entertain the two, and arranged the positions of the two behind Sun Wukong.

"What are we doing here?"

"According to my research, taverns and brothels are the easiest places to get information."

The conversation between the two behind them was very quiet, but Sun Wukong was deaf and clear-sighted, and listened to their words word for word, and Sun Wukong didn't care about it.

Until one of them said: "I really don't understand why Your Majesty didn't attack directly like he did six hundred years ago, but let us investigate what kind of human beings, hmph, it's just a bunch of obscene and inferior monkeys." ”

Monkey?

What's wrong with the monkeys!

Sun Wukong was a little unhappy, he learned human nature from Confucianism, law, name, soldier and other thoughts, and saw the way of heaven from Taoist thought, but he was still a monkey.

"You two, you talk about things, don't get involved with the 'monkey'." Sun Wukong said in a serious tone to the two people at the table behind him.

At the same time, he also saw the appearance of these two people clearly, and they looked just ordinary human beings on the outside.

One of them said, "Oh, it's really a monkey." ”

Another apologized: "I'm very sorry, we didn't mean to. ”

The rough man was not happy when he heard this: "Hey, what do you apologize to a wild monkey!" ”

Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes: "Do you have a big opinion about monkeys?" ”

The rough man grinned: "No opinion, whether as food or as a pet, it is a good choice." ”

If you don't want to be beaten to death by the orcs, don't talk about the animals in front of the orcs. This is common sense on the mainland.

The guests in the tavern looked at Sun Wukong and the two troublemakers, all of whom looked like they were watching a good show.

"Enough, don't forget our mission!" The polite man stood up and scolded.

"Get out of here!" The rough man pushed away the polite man and slowly walked in front of Sun Wukong, "I want to see if this monkey has any value worthy of my painstaking investigation." ”

After finishing speaking, a hand had already grabbed Sun Wukong's head.

Sun Wukong raised his hand and lightly grabbed the hand stretched out by the rough man, "You should learn from your companions and be polite." ”

"I'm a little skilled."

The rough man smiled contemptuously, and the strength in his hand increased, and Sun Wukong, who was surrounded by natural divine power, was also difficult to resist, and his arm trembled.

In the end, he didn't learn the great product of Tianxian like the original book, and he cast a god body, and his physical body was naturally far inferior to the original Monkey King.

Sun Wukong knew that he would be defeated if he continued like this, so he immediately raised his foot and used the explosive power of his leg to kick the rough man away, and the rough man took a few steps back and broke a table.

The tavern waiter was accustomed to this, as a tavern in a world of supernatural powers, he had to be troubled once or twice a month, and his only concern was that he would have to deduct his salary again today.

"Stop, I don't want to get into trouble with you." Sun Wukong said indifferently.

"Hmph, knock me back a few steps and think you've won me?" The rough man sneered, shook his right arm, and saw a long knife appear in the palm of his right hand, the blade of which was as black as ink, giving people a gloomy feeling.

As he spoke, the rough man had already slashed at Wukong with a knife.

Unhurried, Wukong pulled out the ring ruler on his waist and collided with it.

Bang!

A crisp sound woke up a white-haired man in the corner who was sleeping on the wine table, and he looked at the two men in the tavern with weapons in hand, his eyes flashing, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

'This knife ......'

Wukong looked at the black blade that was close at hand, and he felt the ominousness in the blade as he practiced the aura of Haoran, this was not a knife that humans could hold at all, and if it was held by humans, it would only be eaten by the black knife.

However, there is no sign of the rude man in front of him being repulsed, so is he human?

While he was thinking, Wukong had already made a move, and his empty left hand smashed into a fist on the rough man's chest.

"Soft, haven't you eaten?" The rough man scoffed.

But the next moment, he couldn't laugh anymore.

The aura of Haoran penetrates into its body—all evils do not invade!

Rumble!

There was a thunderclap in the dark, and the rude man's eyes suddenly fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, only the breath that came out but not the breath that entered.

was actually beaten like this by a punch of Haoran's qi, it must be the existence of an extremely evil person recognized by heaven and earth, and it is not a pity to die.

Wukong's heart moved, slowly put down the ring ruler, and turned his head to look at the polite person on the other side: "I'm sorry, he fell before I could exert myself." ”

This person seems to be polite, but he is in the company of extremely evil people, and eighty percent of them are not good.

The polite man smiled indifferently and said, "It's nothing, I can just change to a suitable partner." ”

With that, he grabbed the rough man and left the tavern.

So fast!

Wukong's pupils shrank, and he didn't even see the actions of a polite person grabbing a rough person.