"Taking office? My grandfather lives a carefree life in the mortal world and makes no kind of official bird!" Yuan Hong roared, and suddenly grew out many white hairs that were an inch long on both sides of his cheeks. His body swelled to a height of one zhang, with muscles knotted and skin rough, showing a clear trend of demonization all over his body.
His strength surged, allowing him to stand firm without dodging or retreating. He forcefully endured the claw attack of the Cangqi, then lowered his center of gravity, exerting force with both arms, and swept horizontally with the staff at a height level with his eyebrows, striking the side of Cangqi's head.
Cangqi's one tiger eye was blasted, and the skull deformed. Cangqi retreated continuously, and the fierce aura on his body suddenly decreased by a considerable amount.
In terms of ferocity, Yuan Hong, the primitive world four monkeys, is not inferior to Cangqi. When it comes to martial arts, although he was a great evil person in life, after becoming a demonic creature and only relying on instincts, the gap between him and Cangqi has widened significantly.
If both fighters have similar strength and speed, but one is skilled in martial arts while the other is not, the disparity in their combat power would be considerable.
Yuan Hong's martial arts skills during the Battle of Immortals were considered among the top levels.
Cangqi was tormented by Deng Chanyu for several rounds, and his temper had plummeted significantly. After the third axe, there was a hint of retreat in his mind. Yuan Hong maintained his unbeaten golden body, growing stronger with each strike.
He suddenly appeared on the side, and his hand, as wide as a fan, stretched out. The muscles burst violently, and he pulled off the wing on Cangqi's right side with difficulty. After that, the staff at eye level was pressed against Cangqi's neck from behind and forced down with all his might.
Even without wings, Cangqi had the ability to control the winds and clouds, but Yuan Hong was too fast and too strong. Before Cangqi could struggle, he received more than ten blows to his waist, abdomen, and head, which knocked stars out of his eyes. Finally, Yuan Hong simply gave up the long staff, brought his "Eight Nine Primal Skill" to its peak, and with all his sinewy bones and iron-like frame, he roared fiercely. One hand pressed down on Cangqi's tiger-like head with all his strength, while the other hand was tightly clenched into a fist and delivered punch after punch.
At the beginning, Cangqi was still struggling fiercely, relying on his boundless ferocity. Several times during the battle, he almost overturned Yuan Hong, but Yuan Hong, known as the "Arms of the Heaven and Earth" monkey, had more than half of his strength in his arms.
His face was fierce, and the power in his fists was boundless.
In the end, Cangqi was struck until his brain matter splattered, the fragments of his skull mixed with white and red blood spreading across the ground. His body twitched twice and then fell silent. It was only then that Yuan Hong slowly stood up.
His gaze was filled with a fierce aura, directed at Deng Chanyu.
"Ha ha ha, what a martial skill! No wonder you're called the Arms of the Heaven and Earth."
Yuan Hong's eyes flickered with a trace of confusion, as if the other party had seen through his origins.
He is indeed in a demonic state now, but the appearance of some white hair on his face and a slightly stronger physique does not necessarily mean he is the Arms of the Heaven and Earth. You are guessing, right? But can guessing guess so accurately?
Deng Chanyu forgot about him, and the fact is, he had also forgotten about Deng Chanyu. So many years have passed; who can remember old, trivial matters?
"Who are you, your majesty?"
Deng Chanyu's response wasn't to the point: "As the Heavenly River Army is just beginning, and the number of celestial horses is increasing day by day, the management is chaotic. I wish to invite you to serve as an official in heaven, managing celestial horses. May I ask if you would be willing?"
Yuan Hong's eyes were almost spitting fire. A stableman? You came in such grand style just to ask me to be a stableman?
The previous "bound hands and surrender" was an insult to intelligence, while this stableman is an insult to monkey dignity.
"You want me to go to heaven and be a stableman?"
Deng Chanyu said solemnly, "A prime minister must rise from the prefectures and a great general from the ranks. This is a good opportunity for you to train. You should learn to be grateful."
“Fuck you,” Yuan Hong roared angrily, "Bitch, how dare you insult me!"
He transformed into a giant towering a thousand li tall, and for a moment, it truly seemed to embody the meaning of "taking the sun and moon, compressing the thousands of mountains." With a fierce expression, he swung his fist and struck at Deng Chanyu.
There was a massive rumble, louder than the roar of a thunderclap. Even the mountain upon which Deng Chanyu stood, Taihang Mountain, was shattered into pieces by the punch.
Just as Yuan Hong was about to laugh, he hesitated for a moment before realizing that the shattered Taihang Mountain had reappeared intact, and Deng Chanyu was still sitting on the rocks, smiling as if his punch had fallen into a void.
He let out a loud shout and struck out with another punch.
The mountain shatters, then reappears. He strikes, and the mountain shatters again. The cycle continues indefinitely.
"Don't play these evil tricks on me. If you have the courage, come out and fight your grandpa with real swords and spears to see who wins!"
Yuan Hong jumped in anger, constantly grabbing the mountain's body. The towering mountain in his hands seemed like a toy, as he threw it in all directions.
Yuan Hong was very angry, but no matter how angry he was, he knew he had fallen into a trap.
The "Four Immortal Monkeys" have incredible physical combat capabilities, but their prowess in incantations is another matter, with one being significantly weaker than the others.
His peripheral vision caught sight of Cangqi's body rapidly recovering, and he took a swift step forward, delivering another punch to the tiger head, which had just recovered to one-third of its former state.
He picked up the heap of mud-like Cangqi and shouted into the air, "Don't you want to protect your pet? Hurry and come out!"
Cangqi: "..."
What kind of look is that? Where did you get the idea that I'm a pet?
Yuan Hong smashes mountains, fills the sea, and fights Cangqi. He doesn't know how long it's been, but his body is still full of strength, yet his spirit is extremely exhausted.
He returned to his normal size and sat on top of Cangqi.
Having been killed countless times by this god-sent strongman, as the saying goes, the evil must be met with more evil. Now Cangqi's ferocity isn't as heavy anymore; he lies down meekly, unable to fight back. He gives up resistance and chooses to lie flat!
Yuan Hong is still cursing loudly, "If you have the guts, come out. Are you a man? Come out and fight me to the death!"
The already lying down Cangqi couldn't help but interject, "That guy is female."
Before the words were out, he was struck by Yuan Hong's punch and his head exploded.
Cangqi's true essence was locked in this world, unable to revive and recover elsewhere. He could only live and die, live and die again, with Yuan Hong beating him three times whenever he felt his anger was uncontrollable.
Time passed, unknown for how long.
Suddenly, the sky turned dark. Yuan Hong looked up and saw Deng Chanyu's face outside the world for a moment. He wasn't sure if he had shrunk or if she had grown.
"You can't even escape my palm. What right do you have to challenge me to a fight to the death? Now, are you submitting or not?"
Yuan Hong roared, "I don't submit, I don't agree!"
The response was earth-shattering, as the world he was in turned upside down in an instant. The sky became the ground, and the earth floated above his head. Without a chance to react, the entire mountain range and earth pressed down on him.
Taihang Mountain, Hengshan Mountain, Songshan Mountain, countless famous mountains rained down on him.
Yuan Hong straightened his back, exerted his arms with force, and kept lifting the mountains, then throwing them to the sides.
But he was already very tired, and his spirit was far from as focused in its peak. Ultimately, he was struck by Hengshan Mountain in the waist, grunting softly and relaxing the strength in his arms for a moment. The next moment, endless mountains engulfed him completely.
