Journey to the West: Life Simulation of Sun Wukong

On the field, Su Jie leaped back three steps to dodge the strike.

However, Jiang Wudao wouldn't give Su Jie any chance to catch his breath; he burst forth from the smoke almost instantly, his speed far surpassing the level of a life force at 1.6.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Wudao was already in front of Su Jie.

A punch blasted out, the air exploding with a sound akin to a cannon's roar, even carrying traces of electric arcs, captivating and soul-stirring.

But Su Jie crossed his arms, wrapping them around the fist, he floated three inches off the ground and shifted back three meters, using the momentum to pull forcefully, trying to fling Jiang Wudao backwards.

Using the enemy's force against them?

Jiang Wudao sneered coldly, and as his body slipped past Su Jie, his left leg bent instantly, aiming a kick at Su Jie's abdomen.

Su Jie's complexion shifted.

"If this kick were to land solidly, I'm afraid I would lose my ability to fight in an instant."

Therefore, he immediately bent backwards, and at the moment of impact, he mitigated most of the force while simultaneously using it to widen the gap between him and Jiang Wudao to nearly thirty meters.

"Cough!"

Su Jie coughed once, spitting out a hint of bile.

If it had not been for his constitution, strengthened by that mysterious breathing technique, on top of his foundation in the Eight Extremes Thunder Fist, bearing experience on the stage fighting against many, and understanding various techniques to diffuse force—

He would have been brought to his knees.

With a life force of 10, even if his combat power was suppressed to 1.6, it was still somewhat overwhelming for him.

This is entirely a difference in the level of life.

Although Su Jie managed to withstand it, his internal organs trembled slightly, causing him discomfort.

"This kid is impressive."

Cao Jingjing's eyes shone brightly, "Although the old student's life force was suppressed to 1.6, it's more accurate to say that it's the combat power that's been suppressed to 1.6. They still possess the physical qualities of a life force of 10, far surpassing any existence within the 1 to 2 range."

"Su Jie was actually able to withstand that knee strike and only got pushed back nearly thirty meters!"

"Such talent!"

She thought of what her father, Cao Yi, had once said, that Su Jie had shades of Wang Chao about him. It must be this talent they were referring to!

Zhao Xinglong showed a hint of satisfaction in his eyes: "The kid has trained my Eight Extremes Thunder Fist quite well."

"Don't flatter your Eight Extremes Thunder Fist," Cao Jingjing teased Zhao Xinglong, pushing back against his self-praise, "When did your observational skills become so poor? The breathing technique Su Jie is using is not your Eight Extremes Thunder Skill Breathing at all, but a different one."

Zhao Xinglong frowned slightly: "Of course I noticed, but my Eight Extremes Thunder Fist corresponds to the Eight Extremes Thunder Skill Breathing. No other breathing technique could possibly... wait, there are two possibilities."

"First, his breathing technique might share the same origin as my Eight Extremes Thunder Skill Breathing, hence it's more efficient."

"Second, that breathing technique could encompass everything, being the source of all things."

The two looked at each other in realization.

Either scenario indicated one thing, that Su Jie had some connection to their masters and others like them.

As for learning it from the Taixu Illusory Realm or obtaining it from the Primordial Star...

Impossible!

The Illusory Realm is mostly evolved from real-life games, movies, novels, and aside from certain items that can turn from illusion to reality, other techniques are all fictional, mere settings.

And the Primordial Star is simply a common planet with spiritual energy in a two-dimensional space, where the intelligent beings, almost identical in genetics to humans, are still at a very primitive stage, without any cultivation technique.

Although both of them are also aware that Earth is the Myriad Realms Orb with huge secrets, the Taixu Illusory Realm is the foundation that controls the Myriad Realms Orb; how could Su Jie possibly have access to it?

Therefore, there's only one possibility, this kid has some connection with the principal and others like him.

"This kid's mother seems to be Xu Ying, and previously Wang Chao, the Vice Principal, personally received... Could it be he's an illegitimate child?" Cao Jingjing recalled such matters, stroking her smooth, jade-like chin, and spoke slowly, "Moreover, when they were in college, they majored in the same field, and Xu Ying was his junior."

"Don't talk nonsense about things like that," Zhao Xinglong's body shook, "You must maintain respect for a figure like the Vice Principal!"

"I'm not related," Cao Jingjing placed her hands on her hips, "I was his high school classmate."

Wang Chao's will incarnation looked speechless.

Although he wasn't one to hold grudges, the speaker was Cao Jingjing. During his high school years, he was filled with vigor and had some fondness for her, or else he would definitely make her suffer for a few days.

On the field, Su Jie had not yet stabilized when Jiang Wudao attacked again, his fierce punches whistling through the air like knives, piercing to the bone, intent on tearing his flesh and organs from his skeleton.

Against such an opponent, no matter how rich one's skills, they were of little use.

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What Su Jie lacked now was that strength!

"I must unleash my strongest punch!"

"Hatred!"

"This is the only method that can enhance my strength in an extremely short time!"

With that in mind, Su Jie envisioned Jiang Wudao's persecution of him and his sister, leading to the destruction and death of his family, and suddenly a surge of anger welled up within him.

Murderous intent!

It flared up like raging fire!

"Huh?!"

Feeling the murderous intent that seemed like an inferno, Jiang Wudao narrowed his eyes, but he didn't pause. Instead, he exerted three times more effort.

"Self-hypnosis, the hatred is real, but it's nothing more than a fantasy!"

Jiang Wudao threw a punch, and within the punch's wind, thin threads of lightning appeared, interweaving with the wind as if intending to obliterate everything in their path.

Su Jie, breathing heavily, seemed to be burning himself up, his fist also carrying illusory flames.

Bang!

The two fists missed each other, each striking their opponent's body.

Jiang Wudao hit Su Jie's chest, shattering all his ribs and caving in his chest; while Su Jie's punch landed on Jiang Wudao's throat.

Crack!

Jiang Wudao's throat broke!

"You!"

Jiang Wudao's eyes blazed with anger.

"Cough cough!"

Coughing up a large splotch of red, Su Jie revealed a hint of a smile on his face, "To hit a snake, you hit its vital spot. You're too arrogant. Of course, I used my strengths to target your weaknesses."

In terms of physical quality, Su Jie was far inferior to his adversary, so he had to resort to somewhat sneaky tactics.

That last punch, Su Jie, at the critical moment, changed direction to hit his opponent's throat.

And Jiang Wudao?

Just as Su Jie had said, too arrogant, completely failing to anticipate Su Jie's last-minute change of move. The fake hatred had deceived him, making him believe Su Jie wanted to determine the winner with the final punch.

The bastard!

So sneakily deceptive!

Thud!

Su Jie fell backward onto the ground.

He lost.

Two beams of white light descended, healing both of them.

Su Jie immediately jumped up, moved his body around, and felt a lightness like never before.

Yet there was no joy on Jiang Wudao's face after recovering.

Although he won, being wounded by someone with a life force of only 1.6, and having his throat broken, was an utter humiliation!

Feng Yuxuan even laughed out loud.

"Su Jie, isn't it? I'll remember you," Jiang Wudao's grim expression slowly dissipated as he returned to his former calm demeanor and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Su Jie left the training field, with Jos hurrying to greet him, "Brother, you're really amazing, to last so long against Jiang Wudao, and even shatter his throat."

"No, I still have a long way to go," Su Jie shook his head, then sat down cross-legged outside the field, closed his eyes to recuperate, recalling his fight with Jiang Wudao.

In this contest, both he and Jiang Wudao had harbored the intent to kill each other, their strikes were especially vicious.

The gains from this fight were greater than any battle on the arena.

As time passed, the challenges between the new students and the old students concluded, and Zhao Xinglong and Cao Jingjing began to assign classes based on everyone's performance.

Each class comprised fifty people, and the class mentors were senior students from the inner school.

Each senior student from the inner school was at least in the Minor Settled Realm, with a life force around 3.

More importantly, these thirty-six seniors of the Great Meditation Realm are also the mentors leading the classes.

Through introductions from Zhao Xinglong and Cao Jingjing, Su Jie learned that the seniors of Minglun's inner school are required to lead students in the outer school. Besides carrying out specific tasks, it was also to keep them from drifting away from society.

Humans are social animals; isolating too much from reality can lead to erroneous thoughts—especially for these individuals with great power, who may feel superior to others.

Although in terms of life force and spiritual cultivation they might be, in fact, it doesn't necessarily mean their state of mind is higher than those aged seventy or eighty.

Spiritual cultivation and state of mind are not entirely synonymous.

This is also why Minglun has arranged for some ordinary elderly individuals with rich life experience to enter Minglun Martial School.

Even in the presence of these high-moraled elderly, people like Cao Jingjing and Zhao Xinglong would greet them respectfully.

It is said that even the principal and vice-principals, upon meeting these elders, would engage in harmonious conversation without putting on airs.

This reminded Su Jie of Sun Wukong from "Journey to the West." How Sun treated the divine and the Buddha was without any courtesy; even to Tathagata, who suppressed him for over five hundred years, he dared to throw tantrums, repeatedly challenging Tathagata to remove his headband. In the end, it was Tathagata's gentle persuasion that coaxed him back.

However, when dealing with old mortals and children, even if Sun Wukong was hit by the old man, he would not fight back.

This is true virtue.

It was natural for Su Jie to draw such parallels, since the breathing technique he practiced came from "Journey to the West," and so, he often read related materials.

In the time before "Journey to the West" was composed, there were various versions around, but Su Jie felt the one included in the "Four Great Classical Novels" was the most exquisite.

As for the myriad film and TV adaptations made from "Journey to the West," apart from the 86 version of Sun Wukong, which is somewhat similar to the original, what are the others but demons and evil spirits?

They have basically all turned into brutes capable only of fighting.

Of course, Su Jie wasn't clued up on commercial adaptions and had no intention of dwelling on it, but intellectual growth needs experience.

Minglun having the seniors lead students is to prevent them from becoming trapped in self-worship.

Only through social interaction can one avoid the confines of narrow thinking.

Minglun's educational approach was extremely wise—for the seniors, leading and teaching students not only enabled them to keep up with changes in the outside world but they could also rediscover knowledge in the process.

A win-win situation!