503: Cleverness

The way of the spear lies in breaking through a surface with a single point!

Red Boy’s move concentrated all the power of his flames onto the tip of his spear. That tiny bit of flame looked no larger than the tip of a pinky finger, yet it condensed the very essence of fire. That minuscule flame had already reached the edge of the Law of Fire.

The bald man on the ground showed neither joy nor sorrow in his eyes, as if he were born without emotions. He suddenly threw a punch toward the sky.

“Hmm?” Tang Ku couldn't help but frown slightly. “Why does the momentum of this punch look a bit familiar?”

“Of course it looks familiar. That’s ‘Raising Fire to Burn the Heavens’ from the Vajra Zen Skill. Isn't that the martial art you practiced since you were young?” Tang Xian curled his lips and said.

Tang Ku frowned slightly. “That Daluo Realm you mentioned... is the Vajra Zen Skill the same as the one on Earth?”

“Of course it's the same. There are... uh, actually, some other stories behind it... You just need to remember that this thing isn't much different from what you Cultivate!” Tang Xian said.

“You’re only telling half the story again...” Tang Ku rolled his eyes.

At this moment, Red Boy's spear had already collided fiercely with the bald man's fist. As the two forces clashed, the moment the fist energy unleashed by the bald man touched the spear tip, it melted away like ice and snow, disappearing without a trace... No, it didn't disappear!

Heishan, who was retreating, suddenly shuddered. He saw at a glance that the fist energy hadn't disappeared; it had been incinerated.

That's right, incinerated. The fire energy contained within Red Boy's spear was capable of burning fist energy.

The Law of Fire, burning all things!

The power on the outer layer of the fist was instantly incinerated, and then it made contact with the spear tip.

Boom!

With one thrust, the spear pierced through the defense, pierced through the fist, went straight into the arm, finally ran through the shoulder, penetrated the internal organs, and reached the thigh... and then... Bang!

A layer of crimson flames suddenly burst out from the pores of the Puppet's body. A scorching heat rushed toward them, spreading for hundreds to thousands of meters.

The flames burned through hundreds of cubic meters of space, turning everything here into a vacuum.

“The power of the Law is indeed the strongest force in the Universe... In battles between experts, the final outcome always depends on one's understanding of the Law!” Tang Xian couldn't help but exclaim.

“After all, Red Boy still hasn't comprehended the Law. Instead, he used his life force to concentrate all the energy in his body, forcibly pushing his power to the level of the Law. Unfortunately, he cannot control it, which is why there is so much dispersion. Otherwise, this Puppet would not still be alive!”

The result hadn't appeared yet, but Tang Ku had already stated the final outcome.

Boom!

The Puppet was instantly torn to shreds, and the flames burned its body to ashes in the blink of an eye...

Bang!

Red Boy suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his body quickly reverting to his youthful appearance, and he tumbled down from above.

“Oh well, in the end, it still has to be me... uh...”

Just as Tang Ku finished speaking, a vine suddenly whipped over from the side, wrapping directly around Red Boy's waist and retracting rapidly, pulling him away. In mid-air, Heishan suddenly flew over, caught Red Boy, and flew toward the sky. The vine in Xiao Cui's hand was already burning with intense flames; if she hadn't cut it off in time, she might have been implicated.

Tang Ku curled his lips, but Tang Xian laughed, “You have to give the juniors a chance. They aren't as useless as you think!”

“Heh, these little ones have given me a big surprise. Their coordination is quite good!”

Tang Ku aimed at the flames shooting into the sky, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, “However, I still have to clean up the aftermath...”

Power Law, Heaven Burial!

Boom!

With one punch, the giant pillar of fire suddenly seemed to lose its oxygen supply and became tottering, then a massive force descended from the sky, directly extinguishing the flames.

Tang Ku's comprehension of the power of the Law far exceeded the makeshift Law power Red Boy had formed, so extinguishing this kind of flame was a piece of cake.

However...

Tang Xian frowned slightly and said, “Tang Ku... that thing can still revive!”

Tang Ku smiled, “I know...”

In the sky, Heishan looked at the pile of ash swirling on the ground, a look of shock appearing in his eyes.

The flying ash began to condense from the feet up, and in the blink of an eye, that bald monk appeared before them again.

“This guy's recovery ability is much stronger than the planetary will of the Ashura Realm...”

Tang Xian couldn't help but curl his lips.

“Didn't you notice? After this guy recovers, there is a momentary sluggishness!”

Tang Ku smiled slightly, and then actually took a small mineral water bottle out of his pocket.

This was the thing Tang Xian had given him earlier to hold Sun Wukong's soul.

“Hey, what are you doing?”

Tang Xian said in shock, “Bringing out a fragile soul at a time like this, are you afraid he won't die fast enough?”

Tang Ku ignored him and directly opened the bottle cap. A golden light suddenly appeared before them, swaying in front of Tang Ku.

“Here...”

Tang Ku pursed his lips toward the monk's direction. “That... go in!”

The golden soul swayed twice, appearing quite dissatisfied. Tang Ku, however, curled his lips upward, held one palm upright in front of his chest, and laughed, “Tight-Fillet Spell, oh Tight-Fillet Spell!”

The golden light hesitated for a moment, then suddenly turned around and slammed into the bald head.

Swish!

The golden light suddenly disappeared. The monk's whole body began to tremble uncontrollably, his eyes rolled back, appearing as if he were having an epileptic seizure.

This situation lasted for about a few minutes. Then, the rolled-back white of his eyes suddenly froze, and a glimmer flashed through his pupils, as if a bolt of lightning had streaked across his eyes, and then.

Boom!

A thunderclap flashed across the sky, and an indescribable Aura burst forth from the monk's body.

“Roar!”

Raising his arms, the bald man roared at the sky, as if venting the dissatisfaction in his heart.

Slap!

A smack to the back of the head sent the bald man staggering. Tang Ku couldn't help but curse, “What are you howling for? You scared the hell out of me!”

“I... I... I ended up with such an ugly body, can't I even vent a little?” Sun Wukong's aggrieved voice came from the mouth of this body. “You... even if you are my Master, you can't be so unreasonable!”

Slap!

Another smack to the back of the head, and Tang Ku yelled, “Get lost! Who do you think you're talking to? Do you believe I'll serve you the Tight-Fillet Spell?!”

“Ah... I'll fight you to the death!”

The bald man was furious, waving his fists and charging toward Tang Ku.

One minute later...

“Master, Disciple was wrong. I hope you, as a great person, will not hold a grudge against a petty one. From now on, Wukong will definitely listen to everything you say and guarantee never to disobey your wishes again!”

The bald man pressed his palms together above his head, and with a bruised and swollen face, knelt before Tang Ku, saying sincerely.