Chapter 1004 – Surplice Broken

　　The sharp sound of the zither reverberated in the courtyard like sudden rain and thunder.

　　Bracky wearing a night cap, wearing pajamas, drooping eyelids, like an emotionless music machine, the strings of the zither in his hands plucked rapidly, and the battle in the courtyard became more and more intense.

　　Berserk breath collision from the courtyard swept out, the two figures with the naked eye can not be captured speed, wandering between the field, first fist to flesh of the close combat, and then gradually evolved into a stick and sword between the fierce exchanges.

　　Clang–!

　　With a loud bang, raging divine power fluctuations roared out from between the two, only to be blocked by the giant magic array surrounding the outside of the courtyard without the slightest spillage.

　　The caretakers didn’t seem to be worried about their personal safety at all, while serving breakfast on the table, they took the time to stop and watch from the side of the courtyard, and even Li Yifei opened a handicap, betting on the winners and losers of the two today.

　　”I think the one who wins today is still Monkey.”

　　”That’s not a good thing to say, is it? Monkey has won two days in a row, I think King Jiji is slightly better today.”

　　”In terms of the probabilistic binomial distribution, assuming that ‘Monkey wins today’ is event a, then ……”

　　”I’m betting on King Gigi! Bet on two cilantro!”

　　”Cilantro? Dogs don’t eat that.”

　　”……”

　　Just as the caretakers were placing their bets, the battle in the courtyard had reached a white-hot stage.

　　Boom-!

　　In an instant, the sword and the stick collided hundreds of times in mid-air, buzzing sound explosions rang out, and the earth beneath the two men’s feet sank violently.

　　A piercing light erupted from Sun Wukong’s brilliant golden eyes as he raised the golden hooped stick in his hand high, whistling and smashing it into the top of Gilgamesh’s head.

　　Gilgamesh’s eyes narrowed, not choosing to fight the Monkey King, the purple intent around his body surged, and while he went to parry the golden rod, he accurately stabbed the longsword in his hand towards the Monkey King’s throat.

　　Right at this moment, the Sun Wukong’s body shook, and the golden aura burning in the pupils of his eyes suddenly stopped for a moment.

　　His golden hoop stick was fixed in mid-air.

　　It was this extremely short pause that allowed Gilgamesh’s sword to backhand and seize the opportunity, the blade of the sword stabbing straight at the Sun Wukong’s throat, hovering at the moment it was about to pierce his skin.

　　The Monkey King’s golden rod was less than two fingers away from Gilgamesh’s head, but Gilgamesh’s sword was already against the Monkey King’s throat.

　　The two men’s movements stopped in mid-air, and the air fell into a dead silence.

　　This battle, Gilgamesh won.

　　Outside the courtyard, the escorts who had escorted Gilgamesh cheered.

　　The rapid and exciting battle music came to an abrupt end, and Bracky, who had just been sleepy-eyed, gave a light eep, cradling the harp in his arms, and looked towards the two people in the courtyard, with a pair of eyebrows slightly furrowed.

　　In the courtyard.

　　Gilgamesh held his sword against Sun Wukong’s throat, stunned for a moment, then his eyes erupted with unprecedented fury!

　　”What do you mean by this?” Gilgamesh spoke in a low voice, “You don’t really think that I have to rely on you to make me so that I can win?

　　You’re insulting this king?!”

　　Gilgamesh’s circumference, erupted a shocking monarch’s domineering aura, the surging divine power did not have the slightest convergence, such as the rushing river as much as possible gushed out, will be shrouded in the courtyard of the magical array of light shocked violently shook up.

　　The caretakers who were originally cheering, felt the terrifying aura coming from Gilgamesh’s body, their hearts trembled, and they quieted down at the same time.

　　Gilgamesh, moved in true anger.

　　”Cough cough cough …… that, let’s have a word!”

　　Seeing the situation is not good, Bracky in place tangled for a moment, clenched his teeth, or put down the harp quickly ran into the courtyard, stood between Gilgamesh and Sun Wukong.

　　He stretched out his fingers and carefully pushed away Gilgamesh’s sword blade that was pointing at the Sun Wukong’s throat, and only then did he breathe a slight sigh of relief.

　　”I don’t think that the monkey did it on purpose, did he?”

　　Bragi turned his head towards the Monkey King and winked at him.

　　Gilgamesh ignored Bragi, who had stopped him in the center, and those stormy eyes, still staring at Sun Wukong in death, seemed to be about to break him into pieces if anything he said was even remotely provocative.

　　Sun Wukong slightly lowered his head and looked at the robe full of cracks on his body, those eyes narrowed ……

　　”It’s my body that has a problem.” He spoke hoarsely, “You guys stay away from me for a while, give me some time.”

　　Gilgamesh frowned slightly at this inexplicable reply, and seemed about to say something when Bragi tugged at him, heading towards the edge of the courtyard.

　　In the courtyard, the Monkey King stood alone on top of the messy earth, looking down at the robe he was wearing, his fists clenched tightly, a single vein rippling fiercely.

　　He took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

　　He stood there silently, like a stone statue, not moving a muscle.

　　Among the people present, only Gilgamesh and Bragi could feel that an incomparably violent divine power was being compressed rapidly within his body.

　　After an unknown amount of time, the Monkey King suddenly opened his eyes!

　　Prick-la-!

　　Only a crisp sound rang out, and the surplice on his body, which was full of cracks, suddenly ripped open a corner.

　　The vermillion red corner of the robe drifted down from Sun Wukong’s body like a dancing flame, dissipating into nothingness in the air.

　　At this instant, an astonishing divine splendor erupted from Sun Wukong’s eyes, as if some sort of shackle had been broken, and the tattered robe fluttered about his body, as a strong and domineering divine power fluctuation surged and swept out in all directions.

　　”Eh?”

　　Gilgamesh saw this scene and raised his eyebrows in some surprise, “His breath …… has gotten stronger again?”

　　”What a monster.” Bragi couldn’t help but lament, “Both of you, you’re monsters.”

　　If Lin Qiye was here, he would be able to see that above Sun Wukong’s head, that healing progress bar suddenly moved forward by one frame.

　　”

　　Sun Wukong’s healing progress: 51%

　　Reward extraction conditions have been met, starting to randomize Sun Wukong’s Godhead ability ……

　　”

　　Shangjing City, Wild Mountain.

　　Clang-!

　　A pencil whistled as it swept through nothingness, the tip of the pencil slamming into the side of the Heavenly Clouds Sword above the sword’s side blade with a buzzing sound.

　　Chen Han, who had changed into Lin Qiye, twisted his wrist rapidly and sliced across the pencil tip with his sword blade, the hard and unrivaled pencil body was as fragile as tofu in front of the Heavenly Clouds Sword, instantly chopping off a thin strand of wood.

　　A mournful hiss emanated from the nothingness around the pen, and strands of blood unexpectedly flowed from the torso of that pencil.

　　Without waiting for Lin Qiye to make a move, the pencil shook violently and in the next moment, it had flickered hundreds of meters away.

　　Lin Qiye gripped the Heavenly Crowning Cloud Sword and took half a step back, his right hand holding the hilt of the sword was a bit numb, and his tiger’s mouth had even cracked open with some blood marks.

　　With the characteristics of the Heavenly Clouds Sword, he was indeed able to injure the Pen Immortal, but that was all.