Wukong vs Bai Ling

Wukong, now just a lifeless body with her heart ripped out, suddenly moved.

She slowly stood up, her dim eyes gradually regaining their light as she began to look around.

"Great, I lost… miserably."

Anger—that was Wukong's only emotion at that moment.

It didn't matter that she had six layers of immortality. It didn't matter that she was already at level 7.

She lost.

And she hated that.

Looking at her still-beating heart, she was filled with rage, ready to crush it beneath her foot.

[Wukong, excessive anger does no good, especially when it clouds our wisdom.]

She suddenly recalled Tang Sanzang's words and halted.

Taking a deep breath in and out, she picked up her heart and placed it back inside her chest.

"Revenge can wait—Master comes first!" she thought, immediately leaping toward Tang Sanzang's direction.

As she moved, an odd feeling crept in—comfort.

No, more than that—familiarity.

"Huh?"

She noticed her brown hair had turned golden—her original hair color, the one she had before wearing the golden circlet that sealed her power.

"Master…!"

A sense of unease surged through her. Without hesitation, she flew at full speed.

And that's how it all unfolded.

***

Bai Ling was slightly surprised by Wukong's current strength.

For the first time, he felt like she was fighting on equal footing with him.

'Killing them in front of him was a great idea. I should've done this sooner.'

Smiling, Bai Ling continued blocking Wukong's powerful attacks. Unlike him, she wasn't smiling at all.

Their battle reduced houses, cities, and everything around them to rubble.

Wukong then spun her staff and pointed it at Bai Ling.

"JINGU BANG, ENLARGE!"

The staff expanded at lightning speed, sending Bai Ling flying.

Without wasting a second, Wukong sprinted up her staff, charging toward him.

"Fighting without a weapon—isn't that a bit reckless?" Bai Ling said calmly, though his smirk was anything but gentle.

"ENOUGH TALK!"

Wukong conjured a flaming spear and hurled it at Bai Ling with full force.

He reached out to catch it with his bare hand—only to feel a sharp pain piercing his back.

A clone of Wukong had stabbed him from behind!

The spear struck his shoulder and exploded violently.

Wukong stood her ground, watching, waiting.

"You're so impatient, aren't you, little girl?"

Bai Ling emerged from the smoke, one shoulder injured from the explosion, yet his expression was oddly relaxed—even amused.

"Not fighting at full power, huh, you bastard?" Wukong pointed straight at Bai Ling.

"If I go all out, there won't be any fun left. You'd be mincemeat in seconds~"

"You overestimate yourself. Stop holding back!"

Even as Wukong demanded seriousness, Bai Ling had no intention of taking her seriously.

She knew this. She knew he didn't respect her as an opponent—only seeing battle as a form of amusement.

Fine. She'd show him how quickly that amusement could be crushed.

"Don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Wukong shrank her staff, spun it several times, and planted it into the ground

I don't know why but it seems like Master has granted me enough strength to reach level 8!"

Suddenly, the ground trembled, and lava erupted from beneath.

Bai Ling watched with intrigue, curious about what she was planning.

"Behold! My armor!"

The lava surged toward her, gradually forming an armor around her body.

The chest plate bore the emblem of a golden dragon.

Phoenix feathers adorned her head, glowing with an eternal flame.

Ruyi Jingu Bang, her staff, now had golden cracks running along its surface, ancient symbols illuminating upon it.

"It looks cool, I'll admit. But what exactly can you do with it?"

"What a dumb question. Basically, it lets me do… this."

"Do wha—"

In an instant, Bai Ling barely dodged a devastating attack from Wukong.

The moment her strike hit the ground, a volcano erupted with terrifying force.

"Next time, I won't miss!"

She twirled her staff, aiming at Bai Ling. He used a gust of wind to pull himself out of range.

For the first time, Bai Ling broke a sweat.

'This is not good, If I keep underestimate her, she might actually take me down.'

Bai Ling then gathered energy, concentrating it into his hand.

"...?"

Wukong stood there, watching Bai Ling do something, noticing that he was releasing an incredibly powerful gust of wind.

From his hand, a "weapon" appeared.

A fishing rod.

"Huh?"

Wukong stared at Bai Ling's weapon in confusion. It was quite unique—she had never seen anything like it before.

"What? Looking down on it?" Bai Ling asked, spinning his fishing rod.

"Nah, it just looks... strange."

"Oh, thanks! You're the first person to say that instead of mocking it."

"No problem. I'm more concerned about your life than your weapon."

"Oh, that sounds so sad."

Saying that, Bai Ling manipulated his fishing rod.

The fishing line spread out everywhere.

"Let me tell you something," Bai Ling said cheerfully.

"Fishing is just like a battle."

"It requires focus, calmness, patience, and most importantly, skill."

"As long as you meet those criteria, the fish will eventually fall for the bait."

"The same goes for battle. I just need to wait for my enemy to take the bait."

Bai Ling gripped the fishing rod tightly and pulled.

"At that moment, the meal is ready."

Wukong suddenly felt a powerful force pulling her at high speed.

She looked down and realized—the fishing hook had pierced her leg.

"Damn it! Why am I always one step behind my enemies??" (you getting nerf)

Furious, she couldn't believe it. Even after leveling up and summoning the legendary armor that defined her, she was still getting beaten up! Where was the fairness in this??

Wukong desperately swung her staff at the fishing line, but it was useless.

She even tried biting it, but of course, it wouldn't snap.

As she was pulled toward Bai Ling, he raised his hand and formed a mysterious symbol.

"Heavenly Technique."

Hearing that cursed technique, Wukong suddenly remembered—

"Oh, crap! The strongest move that every living being should know, even he using that on me and I still forgot about it? Is there something wrong with my brain?!"

Without hesitation, Wukong raised her hand and formed the same symbol.

"Heavenly Technique!!"