872: Original text: Chapter 288 Disciple_6 Modified after: 872: Original text: Chapter 288 Disciple_6 Modified after: Although Sun Wukong did not know the identity of the other party, from the other’s address and that hint of Dao Rhyme, Sun Wukong immediately had some guesses.
His face did not look good.
He took a step forward, coming right in front of the other person.
They sized each other up without alarming anyone.
“Junior disciple Sun Juekong, meet senior brother.”
The young man spoke, a trace of a smile in his eyes,
He was called Sun Juekong.
Sun Wukong stared at him, his gaze turning colder.
“You are also Haotian’s disciple?
Already reaching the Jue generation.
It seems he has trained quite a few disciples over the years.”
Sun Juekong smiled slightly, “Senior brother, you should address him as master, not call his name directly.”
Sun Wukong sneered, staring at Sun Juekong with a fierce light in his eyes.
“Old Sun doesn’t have time for your nonsense.
Since you’re here, there’s no need to leave.
Old Sun will send you on your way.”
With that, Sun Wukong made his move without hesitation.
He took out the Jingu Bang, shook it in the wind, turning it into twelve feet long and as thick as a bowl, and smashed it directly towards Sun Juekong.
Sun Juekong smiled faintly, dodging the strike and stepping back many steps, distancing himself from Sun Wukong.
His star-like eyes fell on Sun Wukong, and Sun Juekong said with a smile, “Why is senior brother so heartless?
I was only reminding you, with no ill intent.”
“You came to find Old Sun, didn’t you come to seek death?
Old Sun will grant your wish.”
Sun Wukong sneered.
The other’s indifferent demeanor was a provocation in Sun Wukong’s eyes.
It was well known that Sun Wukong and the Haotian God were at odds.
This guy standing there showing off—wasn’t it a provocation?
Did he really think that with his little strength, he was untouchable?
“You have too much killing intent, senior brother.
No wonder master expelled you from the sect back then.
You should actually thank master.
Without master’s arrangements, you wouldn’t be here today.
Everything you have is given by master.”
“Ha.”
Sun Wukong sneered, not caring to listen to so much.
The other party wanted to shake his heart with words, which was simply laughable.
Sun Wukong knew the truth, a truth bathed in blood.
The so-called master was merely arranging him all along.
Later, the master even wanted to kill him.
What use was such a master?
From the beginning, Haotian had no good intentions in accepting disciples.
“Are you done talking?”
Sun Wukong asked.
Sun Juekong’s heart trembled, knowing things were not good.
Almost instinctively, Sun Juekong performed an escape technique, transforming into a beam of rainbow light and fleeing.
Even so, he was still hit.
Sun Wukong struck his shoulder with the Jingu Bang, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.
Sun Juekong stood firm in the void, wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and with a smile, said, “Senior brother’s art of transformation is really impressive.
I didn’t even know when you left an avatar, and your true form had already come behind me.”
Sun Wukong coldly stared at him.
The previous figure turned into a hair and was collected by Sun Wukong.
He stared at Sun Juekong and swung the Jingu Bang again.
But Sun Juekong calmly retreated, smiling faintly, “I’ve already been injured today.
Consider it that I’ve lost to senior brother this time.
Once I’ve healed, I’ll come to battle you again.”
With that, Sun Juekong turned and left.
Sun Wukong did not strike again.
He knew it would be difficult to keep the other.
Even if he managed to keep him, whether he could kill him was another matter.
Of course, Sun Wukong was not afraid of a long standoff.
The Three Realms were now his territory, to his advantage.
Others sensed the commotion and rushed out.
“Great Saint, what’s going on?
Is there an enemy?”
Nu Ba asked, her expression vigilant, holding the Xuanyuan Sword, ready for a fight at any moment.
“Sun Juekong.”
Sun Wukong said solemnly.
No one had heard this name before, all looking puzzled.
Nu Ba thought for a moment and said, “Great Saint once told me that when you were cultivating immortality under the Jade Emperor, there were twelve generations, respectively named Vast, Wisdom, True, Suchness, Nature, Sea, Insight, Enlightenment.
This Sun Juekong must be the Jade Emperor’s disciple?”
“Yes, he is.
And he was also the one who defeated Lian Jie.
If it was a true battle, Old Sun has no confidence in beating him.”
Sun Wukong said with a serious expression.
Hearing Sun Wukong’s words, everyone sucked in a cold breath.
When had Sun Wukong ever said such words unless facing the Supreme?
Even facing Lian Jie’s challenge, he was full of confidence and ultimately defeated Lian Jie.
Facing Sun Juekong, however, Sun Wukong had little confidence in defeating him.
This Sun Juekong’s strength was entirely beyond their expectations.
Being part of the same lineage as the Great Saint, it was absolutely outrageously strong.
“His realm is at the top of the Great Heavenly Venerates, higher than the Great Saint’s realm.
If they were at the same realm, he wouldn’t necessarily be the Great Saint’s opponent.
I believe the Great Saint could easily defeat him.”
Nu Ba said with a smile.
Hearing Nu Ba’s words, Sun Wukong nodded slightly.
He did not look down on himself.
If they were in the same realm, he naturally had full confidence in defeating Sun Juekong.
“All right, I’ve injured him.
He shouldn’t cause any more trouble for now.
Everyone go back and rest.”
Sun Wukong said.
With that, everyone returned.
In a mortal city, Sun Juekong landed in a luxurious mansion.
No sooner had he landed than he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The people in the mansion were alarmed, and dozens of figures rushed out.
Seeing Sun Juekong’s state, everyone was shocked.
“Junior brother, how did you get so severely injured?
Besides the Supreme, who else could harm you?”
Li Guangming walked over, his face full of shock.
He knew very well the abilities of this junior brother.
Even facing a Supreme, he could hold his own for a while, engage in battle.
Ordinary Sub-Paramounts were no match for him at all.
Even the strong Sub-Paramount like Lian Jie was almost killed by him.
Yet today he returned heavily injured, clearly not lightly wounded, and extremely disheveled.
“Sun Wukong.”
Sun Juekong said through gritted teeth.
Everyone was shocked.
Li Guangming was slightly stunned, then frowned, somewhat displeased, “Master said not to provoke Sun Wukong.
First make a name for yourself.
Why didn’t you listen?”
Sun Juekong raised his head, looked at Li Guangming, grinned, and said,
“None of your business.”
Instantly, Li Guangming’s face turned ashen.