"Senior brother, we haven't had a fight for a long time, do you want to have a competition?"

In a deep valley in Rotten Peach Mountain, he casually threw away the leftover peach pits in his hands, and Sun Wukong crossed his hands on his waist and shouted at Yang Xuan, who was sitting on a big stone and closing his eyes.

"What? Compare notes? ”

Yang Xuan opened his eyes and looked at Sun Wukong, only to see Sun Wukong's eyes looking at him, obviously eager to try.

"Okay" Yang Xuan didn't think much about it, he jumped off the stone and nodded at Sun Wukong.

He used to compete with Sun Wukong, but he also won and lost each other.

"Senior brother, is this time a competition in martial arts or a competition in spells?" Yang Xuan twisted his neck and asked Sun Wukong.

He stepped into cultivation five years earlier than Sun Wukong, and in the past three years since he came back from the Sword and Fairy World, he has also practiced magic powers.

Therefore, when fighting with monkeys in the past, Yang Xuan was often slightly better.

As for the martial arts competition......

"Hehe, junior brother, come and learn martial arts from me." Sun Wukong laughed evilly, but he didn't hide the battle intent in his eyes.

"Okay, come on," Yang Xuan put his left hand behind his back, and hooked Sun Wukong with his right hand, "Then come on, let the senior brother see the results of his cultivation during this time." ”

"Senior brother, be careful." Sun Wukong smiled at Yang Xuan with a grin.

As soon as the words fell, I saw Sun Wukong jump up, there was no fancy trick, it was just a slash, sweeping towards Yang Xuan, who was still on the ground.

Yang Xuan's eyes narrowed, his right hand was clenched into a fist, and he punched Sun Wukong's sweeping kick.

Between the fists and legs, a roaring sound sounded.

The ground under Yang Xuan's feet cracked inch by inch, and cracks like spider webs spread out. At the same time, I saw that Sun Wukong's body was also flying backwards suddenly.

Sun Wukong, who flew out upside down, flipped two heels in the air one after another, and finally landed on the ground steadily, and looked at Yang Xuan with bright eyes, his eyes were full of infinite battle intent.

This monkey is also a demon after all, and there is a combative wildness in his bones.

"Whew"

Shaking his right hand, which was a little numb, Yang Xuan's eyes were firmly fixed on Sun Wukong, who might make a move at any time.

Although Yang Xuan is a holy body, he has also been tempered by Atami in the fairy sword world, and his physical body can be called strong, but compared with the Monkey King in front of him, it is still a little worse.

Sun Wukong is a corner of the colorful stone that Nuwa mends the sky, and is one of the four monkeys in the mixed world.

In terms of physical foundation and strength, Yang Xuan is not as good as Sun Wukong.

Just like in the past when he studied martial arts with Sun Wukong, Sun Wukong was able to suppress himself in terms of strength.

Yang Xuan only fought against Sun Wukong at the beginning, relying on surprise victories, winning those few times, and then all kinds of losses, rarely winning.

"Senior brother, take a look!" Sun Wukong laughed and stretched his muscles, kicked his feet again, and his body swept towards Yang Xuan quickly, and punched Yang Xuan in the face.

Yang Xuan didn't take Sun Wukong's punch hard, but his figure flashed, dodged it, and flashed to Sun Wukong's back in the blink of an eye, and slapped it with one palm.

Sun Wukong leaped forward, dodged this palm, and distanced himself from Yang Xuan.

"Senior brother is a good method, I almost planted it."

Sun Wukong said with a grin, and shot at Yang Xuan again.

Yang Xuan's expression was dazed, and he hurriedly raised his hand to take the move, pushing and blocking, but he was also fast and steady and unambiguous.

The two of you come and go, fist to fist, beckoning each other, leaving no gaps......

There was a boom and a bang.

In the midst of the smoke and dust, flying sand and rocks, two figures flew out upside down.

"I didn't expect that after a few months, my senior brother's strength has become much stronger."

Yang Xuan stabilized his figure, twisted his neck again, made a rattling sound, and chuckled at Sun Wukong.

"Hehe, junior brother has won the prize."

Sun Wukong arched his hand at Yang Xuan and smiled proudly. In this martial arts competition, he had the upper hand, and his heart was naturally very happy.

"It's a pity," Yang Xuan walked up to Sun Wukong, with a little regret on his face, and said, "Senior brother's strength is extraordinary, but he is a little lacking." ”

"Lacking?" Sun Wukong didn't know what Yang Xuan meant, so he asked, "What's missing?" ”

"A good weapon!" The corners of Yang Xuan's mouth turned up slyly, and he mentioned Sun Wukong.

"A weapon for your hand?" Sun Wukong listened, thought for a while, and suddenly realized, and said: "It seems that it is true, when I used to learn from my junior brother, I always felt that something was missing. Now that my junior brother said this, I realized that I didn't have a weapon. ”

"Senior brother, you can try to refine one."

"How to refine?"

"Go and ask Shizun for advice," Yang Xuan said casually, "Shizun, his old man has great powers, and he is naturally quite accomplished in the way of refining. ”

"How long will it take?" This is the Monkey King's main concern.

"If Senior Brother can cultivate into a Golden Immortal, an acquired spirit treasure," Yang Xuan touched his chin and said in a low voice, "Twenty or thirty years is enough." ”

"Twenty or thirty years?" Sun Wukong's eyes widened, he shook his head again and again, and said a little unhappily, "My old grandson can't afford to wait that long." ”

Sun Wukong's reaction was expected by Yang Xuan, and Yang Xuan proposed again, "Senior brother, you can go and find a refined acquired spirit treasure." ”

"Senior brother, where can I find it?"

Sun Wukong looked at Yang Xuan eagerly, and seemed to think of something, his eyes rolled, and he suddenly danced.

"Isn't there still an old man who respects him, the master has great powers, and there must be a lot of good things in his hands." Saying that, Sun Wukong was going to go to Patriarch Bodhi to ask for a magic weapon.

Yang Xuan was embarrassed for a while, and called out to Sun Wukong repeatedly, "Senior brother, how can the magic weapon of the master be so good?" Don't look at Senior Brother Zhichen and them, they still use their own magic weapons. ”

"That's right," Yang Xuan's words made Sun Wukong stop, and then looked at Yang Xuan and asked, "Senior brother, do you know where else you can find the magic weapon?" ”

Yang Xuan smiled heartily and said, "The so-called 'Mo Dao Dragon Palace has no treasure'. Senior brother, your Huaguo Mountain is connected to the East China Sea, and the Dragon King of the East China Sea is also your neighbor, so you can go to the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea to find the magic weapon. ”

"Senior brother is right, when my grandson has time to go back to Huaguo Mountain one day, I will go to the East China Sea Dragon Palace." Sun Wukong slapped his thigh when he heard this, how could he forget this stubble.

Sun Wukong, who was in a good mood, saw that it was close to noon, so he followed Yang Xuan to leave Rotten Peach Mountain and return to the Sanxing Cave of the Oblique Moon.

As soon as I returned to the three-star cave of the slanting moon, I saw a group of fellow disciples and brothers sitting under a big pine tree, enjoying the cool and preaching the Fa.

"Pines?"

Looking at the towering pine tree, Yang Xuan was suddenly stunned.

Could it be ...... Has this day arrived?