Less than half an hour later, Ye Shiqiu's battle with the world's victorious Buddha Sun Wukong finally stopped. The two were lying side by side on the ground, both panting heavily. Their bodies were covered in sweat and even some blood.

The depth of magic power and mastery of magic of Sun Wukong in this world are higher than that of the King of Demons, Sun Wukong, but his physique is much worse than that of the Demon King. Ye Shiqiu, whose mana had greatly increased, tried his best, but still suffered a lot of injuries. It's no wonder that in the original plot, he was caught by Yang Jian and would be pierced through the pipa bone. In the final analysis, his physical body was not strong enough.

Of course, Ye Shiqiu didn't get any advantage by escaping, because he only used the Mercy Sword as a weapon. He didn't use other artifacts like Xuanzhen Ruler. He had only practiced the Splitting Heaven Palm to the third level, even if he was In Pangu's true form, his magic power increased by 200%, and his strength was only about the same as that of Sun Wukong in this world, so he was also proud of himself. This time the competition could be considered a tie.

"My grandson has not fought like this with anyone for three hundred years. Boy, your strength is not weak. When I, my grandson, recover from his injuries, we will have another fight. We must decide the winner then!" Perhaps because they don't know each other without fighting, Sun Wukong's name for Ye Shiqiu, the victorious Buddha in fighting, has unknowingly changed from 'fellow Taoist' to 'boy'.

The Li Yusong in Douluo World can judge the age of the other party by touching his wrist and calf, and the Monkey King in this world can naturally do the same.

During the fight just now, he and Ye Shiqiu would inevitably have some physical contact, so he knew clearly that the person next to him who was tied with him was only in his teens in actual age.

Haha, I fought him to defeat the Buddha and tied with him when I was just a teenager. Heroes really come out of youth since ancient times. It seems that Sun Wukong is already old and can't keep up with the era of the Three Realms.

Thinking about it, Sun Wukong, the victorious Buddha, laughed to himself in his heart.

He didn't know what the monkey lying next to him was thinking in his mind. After hearing what he said, Ye Shiqiu rubbed the wound on his abdomen with his magic-powered palms for a moment. Then, he continued his movements and said to him: "Okay, this fight with the Holy Buddha made me discover a lot of my shortcomings. Next time, after I have mastered the splitting palm of the sky and found a way to improve my magic power, I will definitely come back to the Holy Buddha for advice. , we will definitely be able to decide the winner by then.”

Fighting against the Buddha Sun Wukong: "..."

Come back after you have mastered the Heaven-Splitting God Palm and increased your mana? Why don't you just say that you will come back later when you are better than me, Old Sun?

Sun Wukong sat up, feeling the tingling pain coming from his shoulder, and glanced at Ye Shiqiu next to him in a somewhat annoyed way.

Then, he looked at the Baiyue Shadow Dragon who picked a few peaches with Ye Shiqiu's consent and listened to his own words. He said with a hint of inexplicability in his tone: "Although the Dragon Clan is weak,

But after all, it still has some energy, otherwise it would be impossible to defend the huge four seas. This little thing has the blood of a true dragon in its body, and its aura is not simple. You kid is quite amazing if you can take it as a mount. "

"Luck, it's all luck." As he said that, Ye Shiqiu finally used magic to heal the wound on his abdomen. Then he also sat up and looked at Bai Yue Shadow Dragon who was walking towards him, and said He smiled.

"Master, the peach is here." Walking in front of Ye Shiqiu, Bai Yue Yinglong handed him the washed peach and said respectfully. After that, he handed another peach to Sun Wukong, and he also kept one for himself. .

"Yes. This peach was transplanted from Huaguo Mountain by my old grandson. After three hundred years of careful cultivation by me, although it is not as good as the flat peach from Heaven and the ginseng fruit from Zhenyuan Immortal, it can still be regarded as a good spiritual fruit. "Taking the peach, Sun Wukong nodded to Bai Yueyinglong, and then said to Ye Shiqiupu.

"Really? Then I have to taste it." Hearing Sun Wukong's words, Ye Shiqiu raised his eyebrows in surprise. Then, he opened his mouth and bit into the peach. Suddenly, a burst of sweet and moist pulp He had it in his mouth.

A strange color flashed in his eyes, and then Ye Shiqiu started chewing faster and faster.

The peach tastes really good, and both the pulp and juice contain a lot of energy. Although it doesn't help to increase his mana, it is still very good at replenishing his physical and mental strength.

"How's it going? Is it delicious?" Seeing Ye Shiqiu's satisfied look, the Fighting Buddha Sun Wukong asked him somewhat proudly.

"Well, it's delicious. It's a fruit transplanted from Huaguo Mountain! By the way, Holy Buddha, if you don't mind, can you give me two peach trees so that I can take them back to my hometown and transplant them so that I can eat them in the future? Such a good fruit?" Ye Shiqiu suddenly thought of something, turned his head and asked the Victorious Buddha, without showing any embarrassed expression in his words.

It's just a Liangzhu peach tree. There are so many peach trees in Mount Emei. The wind pressure caused by their fight just now has damaged a lot of them. I guess this monkey won't take it too seriously.

As for what he just said about nurturing them carefully, just listen to this, otherwise you would be a fool if you take it seriously.

I have always heard that monkeys steal peaches and eat them, and they also cultivate them carefully. How come he, who has read Journey to the West, doesn’t know that Sun Wukong still has this skill?

What he calls cultivation is actually fertilization, right?

It's a bit disgusting to say, but Ye Shiqiu still has to say that the smell of monkeys in Mount Emei is really strong. These monkeys are very unhygienic.

"Okay, okay. If you want to bring it, then bring it. It doesn't matter whether it's two plants or twenty plants. It's not that rare anyway... Ahem, what I mean is that it's rare to meet someone who can be like me. If Sun Qi meets your opponent, I am still willing to fulfill your little wish."

As expected by Ye Shiqiu, Sun Wukong agreed to his request. However, after agreeing, Sun Wukong's tone became slightly more serious, and he also asked him a question: "Boy, when I fought with you just now, My old grandson felt that your palm technique was very familiar, but I couldn't remember it for a while. Just now you mentioned the Splitting God Palm, and I remembered it. This palm technique is very strong. At the time, I, the old sun, was protecting Tang Monk Xitian. When I was studying for scriptures, I met a pair of vixens in Wanku Mountain, and they practiced the Heaven-Splitting Divine Palm. I was one against two and could not defeat them. Thanks to the Three Holy Mothers passing by, I used the lotus lantern to help me break it. Their Heaven-Splitting Divine Palm saved Tang Monk. If you know the Heaven-Splitting Divine Palm, then you...don't have anything to do with the vixens in Wanku Mountain, right?"

"What's going on? I'm a human being. How could I have anything to do with a vixen?" Ye Shiqiu denied without hesitation. As for the fact that he knew Xiaoyu, well... he ignored it selectively. Anyway, he is Ye Yi now. It's not Ye Shiqiu, who knows who Xiaoyu is.

"Then where did you learn the Heaven Splitting Divine Palm?" Sun Wukong also felt that it was unlikely that a teenage human race would be related to a vixen who had been dead for three hundred years, but he still asked him curiously.

"My Heaven-Splitting Divine Palm was taught by an old immortal." Ye Shiqiu thought about it in his mind, and quickly thought of a good excuse before replying.

"Old immortal, what old immortal knows the magic of Splitting the Heaven Palm? Boy, can you tell me, Old Sun, his name or Taoist number?"

"Of course. The old god's name is Patriarch Bodhi. Oh, you must never tell others about this." Halfway through his words, Ye Shiqiu seemed to suddenly remember something, and quickly raised a bow to Sun Wukong. He pointed a finger and whispered, while looking around, as if he was worried about something.

As for Sun Wukong, after Ye Shiqiu said that familiar yet unfamiliar name, the whole monkey was already confused and only murmured in his heart: "Master?"

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