Ye Wukong saw his steel spear bend, and his face changed dramatically. His body spun swiftly as the tip of the spear rotated, creating sparks on the forehead of the Deathbringer Qilin.
The Deathbringer Qilin, in pain, could not help but shake its head as it landed.
At that moment, the Deathbringer Qilin raised a paw and furiously swiped at him.
Ye Wukong immediately evaded, then raised his hand to thrust with his spear again, but alas, he couldn't pierce through the Qilin's scale armor.
From a distance, Chu Ge watched the battle and clicked his tongue in admiration, "This guy's real fight is actually pretty stylish."
After all, Ye Wukong had trained in Wing Chun for ten years and had survived alone in nature for eight years. His practical experience was indeed plentiful, it's just that he was too frivolous at times, easily getting carried away.
