Journey to the West: Life Simulation of Sun Wukong

"How about a hand?"

The woman thought for a moment and then suggested.

"Wang Chao, you go." Sun Shisheng nodded and said to Wang Chao.

"Ah? Me?" Wang Chao, pointing at himself, made a face, "Sun, she's a woman, and frail..."

"What's wrong with a woman?" the woman said cheerily, though she was thinking of teaching Wang Chao a lesson, considering his attire, he must have started training halfway through his life.

"Go on, it'll be good for your combat experience." Sun Shisheng pushed Wang Chao forward to the woman, "Though she is a woman and physically weaker, her kung fu has penetrated to the marrow, every part of her body is a powerhouse, if you want to defeat her, go for direct confrontation."

Hearing Sun Shisheng say this, Wang Chao immediately got serious.

This woman in her twenties had actually trained her kung fu to the marrow.

Based on the martial arts hierarchy Sun had explained earlier, she was at least at the level of Transforming Strength.

What a master!

"My name is Tang Zichen."

"Pot buried?"

"Tang! Zi! Chen!"

The woman paused after each word, "Now you see why I said you and I were fated, with that personality of yours, not annoying, but asking for a beating."

"And feelings, they are forged through beating."

Wang Chao shuddered, clenched one fist, aimed at Tang Zichen, raised one hand, and squatted down in a horse stance, ready to strike.

Tang Zichen was somewhat speechless.

Isn't this pose straight out of some TV series kung fu? And it's not even accurate.

He somewhat doubted if this guy really practiced Chinese martial arts.

This completely exposed all his vulnerabilities!

"I am Wang Chao, a senior high student from Jiangnan City No. 1 High School." Wang Chao stated his name, his voice resonant as he sunk his breath into his Dantian.

Only then did Tang Zichen start to take him a bit more seriously.

The stance was lacking, but his internal skills were incredibly strong.

Just his strength alone was extraordinary, even she might be less comparable.

"Little brother, how long have you been practicing this skill?" Tang Zichen said sweetly, like the girl next door.

"Just over a year." Wang Chao was momentarily distracted, but quickly became vigilant, "Sister, you wouldn't be trying to use your beauty against me, would you? That won't work on me."

Although Wang Chao was at an age ripe with vigorous blood and naturally appreciated beauty, he was also a martial fanatic; once the real fight began, he would not be seduced by beauty.

"Come on!"

Tang Zichen beckoned with her hand.

"Take this!"

Unable to withstand the provocation, Wang Chao stepped forward with all his strength, the bluestones under his feet slightly cracking, resembling a spider web.

Such power!

Tang Zichen lightly tapped her foot on the bluestone, retreating three to five steps, creating a distance of over fifty meters.

Wang Chao, taking three strides, fifteen meters each, leaped up, twisting his waist and stirring the air around him, and threw a punch that exploded the air, ferociously vigorous.

Tang Zichen's expression changed, she did not dare to take it head-on, and reached out her hands forward, like two ribbons, spiraling up Wang Chao's arm as she further retreated, lightening the blow.

"Sister's skills are impressive,"

Wang Chao complimented.

Her hands wrapped around his arm, stepping back to buffer the blow.

Moreover, Wang Chao felt a strange force running wild in the arm he punched with, probably the secretive force.

However, Wang Chao's physical strength was robust, and he quickly wore down this force, then exerted more strength, punching Tang Zichen in the abdomen, his fist's force bursting out, flinging her back eight or nine meters.

"Good lad!"

Tang Zichen felt the pain in her abdomen, knew her organs were not damaged, but it was still uncomfortable, causing her Qi-Blood to surge, visibly "flushing" her complexion. Help us out by reading on M|V|LEM5PYR.

It was not shyness, but the rapid circulation of Qi-Blood caused it.

That punch had hurt her.

Mainly because she had been careless.

Despite her previous caution, she hadn't expected Wang Chao's strength to be so formidable, like a mammoth, and the lad got excited during the fight.

The technique of Chinese martial arts was there, but this style...

Still needed further observation.

"Come again."

Tang Zichen stepped forward, each step blossoming a lotus, her arms like spears.

Frankly speaking, just two direct punches.

But in Wang Chao's eyes, they seemed like undulating dragons and snakes, stringing one after another, hard to defend against.

Of course, Wang Chao had a simple method to handle this, just directly grab the opponent's fists and press his whole body against them as if brawling like a thug.

Given Wang Chao's strong physique and greater strength, once Tang Zichen was held down in a thuggish manner, she'd basically be unable to free herself.

But Wang Chao didn't do that.

He was there to practice techniques, not to brawl like a thug; even if he won that way, he felt he wouldn't make any progress, just relying on his physical strength to bully people.

Although that was already enough for him to benefit for a lifetime, he wanted to be stronger!

Tang Zichen also saw what Wang Chao was thinking, her lips curling up in a smile, skillfully diffusing Wang Chao's force, striking her palms against his abdomen, pushing him back seven or eight steps.

"Not bad, little brother, the sister kind of likes you now," Tang Zichen teased Wang Chao, but internally she was astonished.

How on earth was this physical condition trained?

Ordinarily, enduring such a hard hit while in the state of "embracing the elixir" would mean death, if not a lengthy recovery, but this guy seemed completely unaffected, utterly inhuman.

Moreover, from the battle just now, she had already realized that Wang Chao's style was wild but extremely practical, not confined to any specific moves.

In fact, there were no fixed moves at all, just various techniques of exerting force, his body like a spring, exuding a stance of "he may be strong, but I stand firm like a pine."

His stance wasn't particularly stable, but his astonishing reactions compensated for that.

And that strength...

If it were an ordinary person, even one in the state of "embracing the elixir," would need to be cautious.

If struck by him, at the very least tendons and bones would be injured, or at worst, it could be a fatal blow.

It was hard to imagine, but if this kid had honed his hidden strength or even the more formidable "Gang strength," a single punch could be lethal.

For ordinary martial artists, the beginning was like a piece of rotting wood, and through continuous training, they transformed the decay into something miraculous, becoming steel, mercury, and precious metals.

Wang Chao had started as a fine piece of uncarved jade.

Even without learning any formal moves, with just mixed-up techniques, he could dominate those who had mastered "transforming energy" or "embracing the elixir."

Inevitably, Tang Zichen's gaze shifted to Sun Shisheng, who was sitting aside watching the spectacle.

She had a premonition that this person was even stronger.

And unlike Wang Chao, who was still a novice in martial arts, he seemed like a character out of fairy tales and legends.

"Your kung fu skill is very good, sister. I am inferior, but I have a good foundation,"

Wang Chao spoke as he moved, his hands fluttering up and down gracefully, exactly like the technique Tang Zichen had used earlier.

"The form is well mimicked, but the essence is missing." Tang Zichen smiled, slightly squatting, her footsteps grazing the ground as she confronted Wang Chao.

The two clashed, their power bursting, creating a series of "pop pop" booms.

Wang Chao was forceful and heavy; the Eight Trigrams Palm he had stealthily learned from Tang Zichen had only the form without the essence, but his strength momentarily overpowered Tang Zichen's authentic technique.

However, Tang Zichen was more agile, always managing to dissipate Wang Chao's force, leaving him no room to exert his power.

But Wang Chao had good learning ability, quickly grasping the essence, and was gradually mastering the real Eight Trigrams Palm, which gave him a distinct advantage.

"Alright, alright, enough fighting,"

Tang Zichen took the opportunity to create some distance, letting down her guard and loosened up, saying, "You've nearly disassembled my body with all that."

Wang Chao also lowered his hands, posing like a character from a martial arts film, and said respectfully: "Thank you for letting me."

"I must say, you are quite adorable, little brother." Tang Zichen shook her head, her eyes landing on Sun Shisheng, "How about you? Would you like to spar with me?"

Sun Shisheng stood up, stretched lazily, and smiled, "Sorry, but I'm not interested in overwhelming victories."

"Oh? Then how strong are you? Could you demonstrate for me?" Tang Zichen challenged.

"Why not."

Sun Wukong leaped onto a pavilion by the lakeside of the park, moving so lightly that not a sound was made.

Wang Chao and Tang Zichen followed him closely.

Looking out over the vast lake, Tang Zichen said, "This lake is nearly a kilometer in diameter, how will you demonstrate?"

Sun Shisheng didn't answer, crossing his arms and connecting with the magnetic field of heaven and earth.

In an instant, the waters of the entire lake stirred, forming a massive whirlpool. The bluish-green surface undulated as though something was about to emerge.

Then, a water dragon soared straight into the sky!

This spectacular sight widened Tang Zichen's eyes!

Was this really kung fu?

Wang Chao was also incredulous, remembering Sun Shisheng's initial mentions of the Law of Heaven and Earth and other such powers. Could they all be real?

This was incredibly unbelievable!

After the shock came excitement.

Perhaps he too could possess such power in the future!

"I concede defeat."

Tang Zichen shook her head, this kind of being had surpassed the human realm.

Not human indeed!

She should not humiliate herself further.

The person before her might have already found the road ahead in martial arts, no longer confined to human limits.

Yet, she still couldn't fathom how it was possible.

As Sun Shisheng relaxed his force, the water dragon also dissipated into mist, falling back to the lake, restoring calm.

"Can human effort really achieve this?"

Tang Zichen was a proud person, but faced with such a sight, she couldn't help but put aside her pride.

Otherwise, it would not be pride, but arrogance.

"It's possible,"

Sun Shisheng nodded, "Human strength has its limits, but the spirit is boundless."

The spirit?

Tang Zichen mused.

"The spirit must be related to the brain then, the only aspect of martial arts that remains elusive," Tang Zichen concluded decisively, as no matter how miraculous the qi was, it could only move through the body's muscles, bones, skin, and internal organs.

The brain was the one place no one dared to stimulate with qi.

There had been historical attempts, but every such experiment ended with "Three Flowers Gathering at the Top" and death.

Sun Shisheng nodded, saying, "The brain is the most mysterious part of the body. The strength of its domain, the development of brain functions, all depend on spiritual cultivation. Advancement in spiritual cultivation affects the brain, and under its influence, every organ and each muscle in the body is enhanced."

"Otherwise, even if you reached the state of 'seeing the Buddha unblemished,' your physical ability wouldn't see significant improvement—it would at most patch the deficiencies you already have."

"Advancement in spirit first changes the brain cells. Developing the brain domain thus increases the potential of the entire body. Without developing the brain domain, even an abundance of resources would be like trying to scoop fish from a tree."