"Our strength is almost equal!"
"It's my smaller size that's at a disadvantage!"
Sun Wukong instantly analyzed and obtained the power data he wanted.
"Next up, attack and defense!"
With a thought, Sun Wukong began to exert force, leveraging momentum to leap into the air and swung his fist down on the head of the Wild Boar King.
Bang!
The Wild Boar King's head heavily sank as it was hammered to the ground by a punch; its colossal body struggled violently and then propelled Sun Wukong back into the air.
"A slight numbness, defense is close to the level of iron skin; ordinary swords and knives can't hurt me now."
Clutching his fist, Sun Wukong gracefully turned his body, not only dodging the fangs but also positioning himself astride the neck of the wild boar, waving a pair of fists.
"No more playing!"
"Demon body test complete, it's time to send you on your way!"
From the beginning to the end, Sun Wukong had never taken the Wild Boar King seriously; with his level of Human Immortal in the later stages, if he exploded with full power, the Wild Boar King probably wouldn't be able to withstand a single punch. The reason he could exchange a few moves was simply that Sun Wukong wanted to test the strength of the demon body and was only playing with it.
Yes, from beginning to end, Sun Wukong did not use spiritual charm but purely clashed with the power of the demon body and still came out on top.
If it weren't for his smaller size, the Wild Boar King might not even match his strength.
"Ao...Hmm…"
Now pinned under Sun Wukong, feeling the terrible oppression, the Wild Boar King struggled in fear, sensing a terrifying aura of death.
"It's over!"
Bang!
Again with the pure demon body strength, a charged punch smashed down, instantly shattering the Wild Boar King's neck vertebrae, causing its body to stiffen, and its lower parts immediately immobilized.
With the neck bone broken, even a body as huge as an elephant could not escape the end of life; the Wild Boar King died resentfully with its eyes closed.
"I'll take one for now; I'll come back tomorrow!"
Sun Wukong leapt off the corpse of the Wild Boar King.
After glancing at the boar herd, he dragged the body of the Wild Boar King away from the Purple Leaf Fruit Land.
"Hmm hmm hmm..."
Once his presence dissipated, the boar herd started to get restless, incessantly grunting, a few strong boars breaking away from the group and gathering on an empty piece of land.
Then, a new round of battle ensued.
This time, every boar fought with all its might; it was a fierce fight to the death, with the loser severely injured and retreating, and the winner seeking a new opponent, another violent battle.
Through this elimination, the ultimate victor would become the new Boar King, taking over everything of the old king.
This... is the law of the boar herd!
Meanwhile, elsewhere.
Sun Wukong, dragging the second generation Boar King back to the tribe, found the monkey group unusually had stopped cultivating and were gathered discussing something.
Seeing them frequently jumping up and down and then scratching their ears, they must have encountered something that interested them.
"The King is back!"
No one knew who shouted, but the monkeys immediately crowded around, babbling and it took Sun Wukong a good while to understand what had happened.
It turned out that just now, the monkey whose right arm was pecked off by a black eagle sensed the spiritual charm and then solidified its Demon Core.
It's no wonder the monkey group was so excited; to solidify a Demon Core meant to officially enter the ranks of demon kind, significantly boosting strength and putting one ahead of all other monkeys.
That the One-Armed Monkey could solidify a Demon Core was unexpected to everyone; all were strong and vigorous, so why should it be ahead?
With no jealousy but definitely curiosity, they all stopped practicing swordsmanship and gathered around the One-Armed Monkey to ask about the method.
Sun Wukong was also curious; on reaching out to sense it, discovered that the One-Armed Monkey had indeed solidified a Demon Core, the size of a sesame seed, slowly absorbing the spiritual charm from the outside world.
Sun Wukong sensed again, found nothing unusual, and withdrew his senses before asking, "Before you solidified the Demon Core, did you eat anything or go anywhere special?"
Glancing at Sun Wukong with some trepidation, the One-Armed Monkey began to recall seriously, then recounted, "When I got here I drank a lot of water, then ate raw meat with everyone. After eating, I felt uncomfortably warm, so I drank water again, then practiced stick techniques, drank water, practiced stick techniques, drank water. In the afternoon, I ate meat that Elder White Ape gave us, felt uncomfortable again, and went to drink water. After that, I practiced stick techniques, and while practicing, I suddenly felt very comfortable in my stomach, and then the Demon Core solidified."
"So you don't even know how you solidified the Demon Core. This rules out natural aptitude, and the rest of your contacts are almost the same as the rest of the monkey group."
"Apart from eating a few extra meals of meat, there's drinking water, which he mentioned many times."
Could it be the water? Sun Wukong guessed, then asked, "How often do you drink water in a day?"
"I know this, he drinks water often, frequently needing to pee while practicing stick techniques..."
Another monkey answered the question for the One-Armed Monkey.
Sun Wukong then asked, "How many times did you drink more than everyone else?"
After thinking, the One-Armed Monkey said, "A lot, a lot!"
Hearing this, White Ape let out a light sigh, then said, "That day of the fire disaster, fighting for survival, he almost burned to death. Since then he's always saying he's thirsty and goes to drink water now and then, only stopping when he's stuffed."
Bringing up the big fire, the shadow buried deep in the heart of the One-Armed Monkey surfaced, causing his body to tremble uncontrollably.
The reaction of the other monkeys was similar, filled with sorrow and even more so with hatred towards the likes of the Saber Wolf Sect, memories of pain, and an unprecedentedly strong desire to become stronger.
Although Sun Wukong's face was not very good-looking, he did not show too much emotion, but returned to the main topic, summarizing, "Based on this analysis, I suspect it's the spring water. Starting now, you all will follow..."
It was at this point he realized the One-Armed Monkey didn't have a name, and for some reason, he mischievously said, "From now on, you'll be called Yang Guo!"
"Haha, I wonder if fans of Yang Guo would beat me up if they found out!"
"But I'm in 'Journey to the West,' so even if you want to hit me, you can't ah."
With this interruption, Sun Wukong felt his mood lighten quite a bit, and so he said with a smile, "From today on, you all follow Yang Guo and drink water. However much he drinks, you drink. Who knows, maybe after tonight you'll all have solidified your own Demon Cores."
No sooner had his words fallen than the monkeys were swept up in excitement. Upon receiving Sun Wukong's approval, they swarmed to the spring, jostling and competing, some even burying their heads in it, nearly drowning themselves.
Having solidified his Demon Core, Yang Guo was not too excited and stood in front of Sun Wukong, whispering, "Great King! I can't practice the stick techniques, I wonder if there is..."
Sun Wukong raised an eyebrow. "With one arm missing, naturally, it's hard to practice stick techniques."
"How about this! From today, you start practicing swordsmanship, practice the heavyweight sword, and only in this way, will you live up to the name I've given you."
The One-Armed Monkey became excited immediately, "Thank you, Great King!"
"From today on, I also have a name, I'm Yang Guo!"
"The Great King is going to teach me swordsmanship!"
Thrilled, Yang Guo followed Sun Wukong, eager to learn swordsmanship.
But the monkey group was so poor it clinked, let alone having a sword, they didn't even have an iron utensil.
With no other option, Sun Wukong had no choice but to take him to a huge rock, saying gravely, "To practice swordsmanship, you must first build strength. If you want to practice unrivaled swordsmanship..."
Blah blah blah, in short, strength is very important, and only by training it can one become an unrivaled Sword Immortal.
Yang Guo was so excited upon hearing this that he started howling and immediately began lifting rocks.
"A child who can be taught indeed!"
"I'll slip away first!"
Sun Wukong nodded in satisfaction, then turned and left, leaving behind a profound and inscrutable silhouette for Yang Guo.
"Alas... without a weapon, that's another headache!"
"Maybe I should make a trip to Yin Hu tomorrow?"
"Hmm! It's somewhat improper, you can't just keep shearing the same sheep; it would be bad to strain the relationship."
"Emmm... What should I do then..."
Various familiar demons started to emerge in Sun Wukong's mind.
In the midst of contemplation, a dark shadow suddenly rushed over, interrupting Sun Wukong's train of thought.
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