Meng Yiran's attack was right in front of him. Wukong's sharp eyes darted around.
In an instant, he locked onto the attack trajectories of several Soul-Destroying Blades and Snake Blades.
The moment Armament Haki activated, black-and-red flames swept over Wukong's hands, then extinguished in a flash, transforming into black alloy-like gauntlets emitting steam.
"What is that thing? Could it be his martial soul…?" Meng Yiran narrowed her beautiful eyes, carefully examining the Armament Haki covering Wukong's hands.
"Could this be a Body-Type Martial Soul? But why does it manifest like this?" Granny Snake said doubtfully. Body-Type Martial Souls were rare to begin with, and most of them manifested as eyes or a single limb.
Facing the incoming attacks, Wukong showed no panic whatsoever.
He first tilted his body to the left, dodging the four Soul-Destroying Blades that arrived first. A sharp glint flashed through his bright eyes as he reached out with his right hand and caught all four blades.
"How is that possible?!" Meng Yiran widened her eyes and covered her small mouth in disbelief.
Because Wukong was gripping the blade itself!
These Soul-Destroying Blades could injure even a level-40 Soul Elder—yet this guy grabbed them barehanded. Did he not want his hand anymore?!
"These blades are infused with extremely powerful soul power, yet this kid can grab them directly. What a special Body-Type Martial Soul," Granny Snake said.
She felt both frustrated and delighted—this boy was an absolute treasure.
Once Duke Long arrived, perhaps they could directly recruit this kid into their clan.
Wukong exerted force with his right arm and flung the blades in his hand, colliding them with the remaining four flying blades.
Clang! Clang!
Crisp metallic sounds rang out.
Wukong smiled faintly. Years of practicing ki cannons and ki blasts had honed his aiming skills to an exceptional level.
Hitting a few flying blades? Child's play.
"Does this pervert usually mess around with little tricks like these too?" Meng Yiran muttered softly. The look in her eyes as she stared at Wukong grew more serious.
She had never seen anyone fight like this before.
Shaking her head, she cleared her thoughts and tightly gripped the snake staff in her hand.
She slowly recalled the staff techniques taught by her grandparents. Snake Blades had their own complete combat system and techniques.
Two streaks of white light—Snake Blades—swept toward Wukong horizontally. Wukong showed no fear.
He set his fists into a fighting stance, muscles in his calves tightening. He lunged forward and shattered both Snake Blades with a single punch.
Sensing danger, Meng Yiran immediately adjusted her position, leaping onto a rock not far from Wukong.
She swung the Snake Blade and shouted sharply.
In an instant, dozens of white blade lights were flung out consecutively. Meng Yiran lifted her chin proudly, clearly pleased with herself.
"Let's see how you dodge this time! If you've got the ability, smash them all—I want to see if you really can!" Meng Yiran's chest rose and fell slightly, her small mouth panting softly—so subtle it was almost unnoticeable.
Wukong noticed the dozens of white blades flying toward him and was slightly surprised. That many Snake Blades must consume a massive amount of soul power!
He glanced at Meng Yiran and immediately noticed something off.
He shouted to her, "Fire suppression is indeed a good choice. It blocks my evasion routes while dealing solid damage…"
"But this must consume a lot of soul power, right?"
Meng Yiran froze for a moment, then curled her lips into a sly smile and snorted. "I didn't expect you to figure out my combat strategy."
"That's right—it does consume a lot of soul power. But if it means catching you, you slippery monkey, it's worth every bit!"
Wukong's mouth twitched as he looked at her with amusement. "I was just saying it casually. Didn't expect you to spill all your cards yourself."
"I originally thought you used so many blades because they didn't consume much soul power. Turns out it's the complete opposite."
Wukong dodged the incoming Snake Blades while grinning at her.
This made Meng Yiran grind her teeth in fury, her face flushing red as she shouted, "You! You shameless hooligan!"
Wukong had completely shattered her worldview—how could someone be this thick-skinned?
But honestly, this wasn't shamelessness. Tactically speaking, she really had exposed her combat thinking herself.
Meng Yiran felt utterly frustrated. She'd felt off ever since waking up that morning—her right eyelid kept twitching. Turns out it really was a bad omen.
Heaven had sent her a nemesis—and the most annoying kind: shameless and perverted!
"Hey, why are you calling me a hooligan again? You were the one who explained your strategy yourself—how is that my fault?" Wukong replied innocently.
"I—!" Meng Yiran was left speechless.
Granny Snake shook her head helplessly. She was starting to want to step in and take her granddaughter away.
This kid was definitely not someone to mess with. These two were simply incompatible by fate.
Over on the side, Zhu Zhuqing's expression darkened.
The earlier physical contact between them—and Wukong's teasing words just now…
Even Zhu Zhuqing didn't want to admit it.
She was jealous.
Wukong himself was getting bored. He'd been holding back the entire time. If he really wanted to defeat Meng Yiran, a single flick to the forehead would've been enough to knock her flat.
Suddenly, the countless Snake Blades seemed to gain intelligence, converging toward a single point.
Wukong understood—Meng Yiran was gathering all the Snake Blades' power for a decisive blow.
And she seemed to be holding eight Soul-Destroying Blades again—each infused with even stronger soul power than before.
"I win, hehe~" Meng Yiran licked her lips wickedly, as if already seeing Wukong crippled before her.
"This is getting dull. Holding back this much is just bullying a little girl. No matter how long this drags on, the outcome won't change," Wukong frowned, thinking.
"Sorry, miss—but you should give up on this soul ring."
Wukong lifted his chin and clenched both fists. His aura surged violently from his dantian.
With a sudden roar, white energy flames erupted around his body.
Burst Mode—Activated.
The Soul-Destroying Blades and Snake Blades shattered simultaneously.
Meng Yiran was terrified and instinctively stepped back. The aura Wukong released was nearly identical to the pressure Duke Long exuded.
In a flash, Wukong appeared right in front of her.
Meng Yiran reacted instantly, swinging the Snake Staff toward his head.
Wukong tilted his head to dodge, then lightly flicked her forehead.
Thunk.
Her vision went black. All strength drained from her body, and even her martial soul was forcibly retracted as her consciousness vanished.
Granny Snake rushed forward and caught Meng Yiran as she fell. Looking at her granddaughter with a heavy sigh, she said to Wukong, "Thank you… for showing mercy."
She knew very well—Wukong had already held back tremendously. That pressure and power alone were more than enough to kill Meng Yiran.
Letting her faint for a while was better. At least she wouldn't wake up immediately and get angry at him all over again.
And judging by the way Meng Yiran looked at Wukong…
As someone experienced in matters of love, how could Granny Snake not understand?
Back then, she and Duke Long were exactly the same.
"It's nothing. She's not in danger—just temporarily unconscious," Wukong said calmly.
He looked at Meng Yiran in Granny Snake's arms but said nothing further.
The outcome of this soul duel was obvious.
Granny Snake picked up Meng Yiran, slammed her snake staff heavily into the ground, and cast an icy gaze at Zhao Wuji.
"Zhao Wuji… you've really taken in a fine student."
She emphasized the last three words heavily.
Zhao Wuji simply laughed. He'd expected this outcome—and by now, he'd pretty much figured out Wukong's style.
When it came to girls—aside from cultivation—Wukong rarely struck hard.
Granny Snake didn't make things difficult for the Shrek group any further. Holding Meng Yiran, she disappeared into the forest.
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