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Chapter 202 The Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong, wins!

"The four-nation alliance is selecting a battleground this time. Would you like to select a battleground?"

Upon hearing the cold, mechanical announcement from the Mythical Arena, the American master appraiser was about to speak when he was interrupted by the Indian master appraiser standing beside him.

"No need, we don't need to choose the battle scene."

Upon hearing the words of the appraiser from India, the American appraiser's expression instantly turned sour.

"What if we can't defeat these Chinese gods later?"

The Indian master of divination said dismissively, "What's there to be afraid of? Lord Garuda's strength is enough to win without the aid of a battle scene."

The American fortune teller sighed and said nothing more.

The cold, mechanical announcement from the Myth Arena rang out once again.

"Please confirm if you do not need to select a battle scene?"

The expert appraiser from India replied with absolute confidence, "Yes!"

As the words fell, the Mythical Arena War began.

Garuda instantly transformed into a golden light, rushing towards Sun Wukong like lightning, its speed so fast that it was almost impossible to catch with the naked eye.

Sun Wukong remained calm and easily dodged with a somersault.

Sun Wukong pointed at him and chuckled, "You bird thing, you're so dishonest! You ambushed me, your old Sun, as soon as the competition was announced!"

Garuda's eyes turned serious when he saw that Sun Wukong had dodged his sneak attack so easily.

"Ha! You stinky monkey, you've got some skill; you actually managed to dodge my sneak attack!"

Sun Wukong scratched his head and laughed, "You're not that strong, are you? It was a piece of cake for me, Old Sun, to dodge your sneak attack!"

Garuda's defenses were instantly breached!

Sun Wukong waved his hand: "Since you ambushed me, shouldn't it be my turn to retaliate?"

As he spoke, Sun Wukong planted his golden cudgel in the ground, and it instantly grew larger, standing like a pillar supporting the sky.

Sun Wukong used the momentum to leap to the top of the golden cudgel, looking down at Garuda.

Upon seeing this, Garuda flapped its wings and spewed out raging fire from its mouth, sweeping towards Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong was not afraid at all and simply took the hit head-on!

What a joke! Even Laozi's alchemy furnace couldn't burn Him to death, so why would He be afraid of this damn thing's flames?

Sun Wukong thoroughly enjoyed bathing in the flames.

"You know what, you bird thing, it actually feels quite nice to be burned by these flames!"

Seeing Sun Wukong enjoying being burned by His proud flames so much, and even adding a few comments, Garuda's defenses were completely breached.

"You stinking monkey, how dare you humiliate me like this! You're asking for it! If I don't teach you a lesson, you won't know how powerful I am!"

When Garuda saw that Sun Wukong had withstood a direct hit from his flames without being harmed, his mood immediately became heavy.

He cursed Sun Wukong, then flapped his wings and flew towards him again, extending his sharp claws, trying to tear Sun Wukong apart.

Sun Wukong stood atop the golden cudgel, watching Garuda's attack with amusement in his eyes.

When Garuda rushed in front of him, Sun Wukong somersaulted behind Garuda, and the golden cudgel quickly shrank back into his hand.

Sun Wukong swung his sword hard at Garuda's back, striking it heavily.

Garuda was in pain, his body swayed, and he almost fell from the sky.

Upon seeing this, the audience of the Four Nations Alliance stood up nervously.

"Holy crap! How come all the gods in China are so powerful?!"

"Judging from this, our four-nation alliance is going to lose this round!"

Meanwhile, the Greek audience, who had previously been mocked by India, retaliated.

"The gods in this Indian country don't seem to work either!"

"Yeah, I don't know who was so arrogant just now, saying something like... 'The gods of my Indian kingdom are invincible under heaven?' Hahaha!"

"Oh dear, so even the invincible gods of India can lose! Hahaha!"

The Indian audience was seized upon by the Greek audience to launch a barrage of mockery, which instantly broke their defenses.

"What's there to be so smug about? We're allies now! The gods of India lost, so we've lost two rounds!"

"Someone thought differently just now?"

"Greeks, enough nonsense! Our Indian gods haven't lost yet! Lord Garuda still has a powerful move to unleash!"

"..."

Meanwhile, the people of China cheered and rejoiced, encouraging Sun Wukong.

"The Great Sage truly lives up to his name! This battle is so exhilarating to watch!"

"Sun Wukong, the Monkey King, is so handsome!"

"Go, Great Sage! Quickly scatter these disgusting little birds!"

Having struck successfully, Sun Wukong, wielding his golden cudgel, charged forward, full of pride, and shouted at Garuda:

"Come on, you birdbrain! I, Old Sun, haven't had enough yet!"

Garuda steadied himself, enduring the pain in his back, and quickly distanced himself from Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong didn't chase after him, but quietly watched him.

Anyway, this mythical arena is only so big, Garuda can't run anywhere.

After creating some distance, Garuda burned his entire body in flames to the extreme, drawing upon the fire elements of heaven and earth to form a massive fire vortex that enveloped him.

He let out a deafening roar and charged towards Sun Wukong with a vortex of fire.

"Take this!"

Sun Wukong's eyes lit up, and he shouted:

"Well done!"

He rode on auspicious seven-colored clouds and brandished his golden cudgel to meet them.

The golden cudgel collided with the fire vortex, unleashing a blinding light.

Sun Wukong used the force to spin around, making his golden cudgel spin like a windmill, scattering the fire vortex into pieces.

Upon seeing this, Garuda spat out a huge pillar of fire from its mouth. Sun Wukong dodged, and the pillar of fire grazed past the hem of Garuda's clothes.

Immediately afterwards, Sun Wukong rushed towards Garuda and, before Garuda could react, struck its wing with his staff.

"Die, you old Sun!"

Garuda cried out in pain and crashed heavily onto the arena, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Sun Wukong descended from the sky and stepped on Garuda's chest.

Sun Wukong scoffed, "Looks like you're no good either! I thought you were some kind of super strong guy!"

Garuda was dizzy and nearly fainted from the blow.

The people of China were in an uproar, and the cheers were deafening.

"We won! China won!"

The audience of the four-nation alliance was deathly silent, and the Indian master of divination was ashen-faced.

He was almost going crazy.

"Impossible, impossible! How could Lord Garuda possibly lose?"

"impossible……"

The American fortune teller was also unusually pale, and he stared fiercely at the Indian fortune teller.

It was him who didn't choose the battle scene; otherwise, he might have had a slight chance of winning.

Damn Indians!

Sun Wukong stood on the arena, holding his golden cudgel, with Garuda under his feet, looking majestically at the Master Jian Shen of the Four Kingdoms Alliance.

With a slight push of his feet, Sun Wukong caused Garuda's divine shadow to vanish from the mythical arena.

The cold, mechanical announcement from the Myth Arena came on at just the right moment.

"In the third round of the Mythical Arena, China emerges victorious!"

The Monkey King, Sun Wukong, came to Su Fan's side and looked at him.

"How was it? My skills are pretty good, aren't they?"

Su Fan looked at Sun Wukong with a smile on his face.

"Of course! Great Sage, you are the greatest Chinese deity in my heart!"

Sun Wukong laughed heartily at Su Fan's praise, and humbly waved his hand.

"Not at all, my strength is actually just average. There are many gods in Chinese mythology who are stronger than me."

Su Fan smiled. Sun Wukong had no idea how heroic and majestic he was in the world before he transmigrated here!

Chinese people may not have heard of other Chinese deities, but they definitely know Sun Wukong, the Monkey King!

In Su Fan's previous life in China, if you randomly grabbed a Chinese person on the street and asked them about the Chinese gods, Su Fan was sure that the first one they would blurt out would be the Monkey King, Sun Wukong!

This is the influence of Sun Wukong, the Monkey King, in China!

In the past, in China, the Monkey King Sun Wukong appeared in anime, games, novels, and all kinds of entertainment. Whenever the Monkey King Sun Wukong appeared, its sales were guaranteed to be good!

Therefore, the position of Sun Wukong, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, in Su Fan's heart is beyond doubt.

The Monkey King, Sun Wukong, withdrew his playful expression and asked seriously:

"Have you seen Pigsy? Where is that fellow Pigsy?"

Su Fan nodded, then somewhat helplessly stated the conditions for waking up Bajie.

After hearing this, Sun Wukong seemed to be deep in thought, and he muttered to himself:

"It seems that Pigsy also suffered considerable damage in that war..."

war?

Another war?

What exactly happened to the Chinese gods?

Su Fan felt somewhat helpless upon hearing the word "war" from Sun Wukong's mouth once again.

Su Fan continued chatting with Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong asked, "By the way, how well have you mastered my divine power?"

Su Fan scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly.

"good……"

Just as the two were about to continue their casual conversation, the Myth Arena suddenly trembled violently.

The cold, mechanical voice of the Myth Arena rang out once more:

"The four-nation alliance has raised an objection, requesting a re-determination of the match result, on the grounds that the Chinese side's Monkey King Sun Wukong used illegal supernatural powers."

Unauthorized supernatural powers?

Su Fan and Sun Wukong were stunned when they heard the announcement from the Mythical Arena's mechanical system.

Sun Wukong was unaware of what he had gained. Was using the Somersault Cloud considered an illegal supernatural power?

In this battle, apart from the Somersault Cloud, Sun Wukong hasn't had a chance to use any of his other supernatural abilities.

Upon hearing this, the people of China, who had been extremely excited, immediately glared angrily.

Su Fan frowned and stepped forward, saying, "Absurd! Every move the Great Sage makes is perfectly orthodox; how can it be considered a violation of the rules!"

The four alliance's expert appraisers, however, looked smug. The American expert appraiser said sarcastically:

"You Chinese people just love to cheat; this match result must be re-evaluated."

Sun Wukong was furious. He gripped his golden cudgel tightly and roared:

"I, Old Sun, have done nothing wrong and have no integrity. You bunch of rats, don't you dare slander me!"

Su Fan's eyes turned cold.

These people from the four-nation alliance are truly disgusting. Even though they couldn't beat them, they still went to the mythical arena to falsely accuse Sun Wukong of violating the rules.

I bother!

Su Fan stared intently at the four of them and asked, "If the Great Sage hadn't used any illegal supernatural powers, what would you have done?"

The members of the four-nation alliance exchanged glances and sneered:

"If this stinky monkey didn't use any illegal supernatural powers, then we won't continue the competition. Our four-nation alliance will just admit defeat."

The four-nation alliance secretly chuckled to themselves.

Anyway, it's just a verbal promise; they can just deny it later, which will only disgust Su Fan and the others.

Moreover, this requires the Mythic Arena to re-judge the match without any penalty.

Su Fan sneered, "Fine, then let the Mythical Arena decide."

A flash of light appeared on the Mythical Arena, and the testing began.

A moment later, a cold, mechanical voice announced: "After testing, it has been determined that Sun Wukong, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven from China, did not use any illegal supernatural powers. The original judgment remains unchanged."

A wave of even more enthusiastic cheers erupted across the land of China.

The beautiful, expert in forensic science tried to argue, "These test results must be wrong!"

Su Fan laughed: "The Mythical Arena has already stated that there was no misjudgment. What more do you want? Do you not even trust the Mythical Arena anymore?"

Upon hearing this, the four alliance's master appraisers simultaneously fell silent.

Su Fan continued calmly, "Since the ruling is correct, then you should keep your promise."

Upon hearing Su Fan's naive words, the four alliance's experts exchanged glances and then burst into laughter.

"Keep your promise? You must be dreaming! You were just saying it casually, and you actually believed it?"

The beautiful, renowned expert looked on with disdain.

A flash of anger crossed Su Fan's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Your breach of trust is utterly disrespectful. What about the reputation of the Four Nations Alliance?"

The Indian master of divination snorted coldly:

"Face? In this mythical arena, strength is face. What can you Chinese do to us?"

The Monkey King, Sun Wukong, snorted coldly: "Strength? Very well! I, Old Sun, will definitely show you my power later!"

Su Fan remained silent, staring at the four people opposite him.

The people of China mocked the shameless Master Jian Shen of the Four Nations Alliance.

"The Quad is a bunch of untrustworthy scoundrels!"

"They don't even dare to keep their promises, yet they dare to come to the Mythical Arena!"

"Sigh, haven't we already witnessed the shamelessness of Westerners? It's nothing new."

"..."

Just as the two sides were locked in a stalemate, the mechanical sound of the Myth Arena rang out again:

"The four-nation alliance will be penalized for breaking its promise by deducting a certain number of points. If it does so again, it will be disqualified from the competition."

The four alliance's experts' expressions changed; they hadn't expected the Mythical Arena to intervene.

Su Fan's lips curled up in a smile.

"Hmph, what do you have to say now?"

The members of the four-nation alliance dared not speak out against their anger and could only swallow their grievances for the time being.

Su Fan looked at Sun Wukong.

"Great Sage, let's see what tricks they can pull next."

Sun Wukong patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, with me here, they won't be able to cause any trouble!"

The cold, mechanical sound of the Myth Arena echoed throughout the arena.

"The fourth round of the Mythical Arena is about to begin, please prepare!"

The Four Nations Alliance's Master of Insight stepped into the summoning gate behind him.

Su Fan chose to keep Sun Wukong, the Monkey King.