The next moment, the demons rushed toward the ground like mad, and after landing, they began furiously digging into the ground, instantly creating a basin.

    Then, a group of demons obediently sat in the pit, looking up at Tang Sapanied by a pout, the Jiao Demon King said, "Holy monk, do you see, is this okay?"

    Seeing this scene, Tang Sanzang was dumbfounded...

    After a long while, he smacked his lips and asked Sun Wukong, "Wukong, are all your family brothers and sisters this courteous? It''s making your master feel a little embarrassed."

    Sun Wukong gave a bitter smile and replied, "Uh... they are just that courteous."

    At the same time, he thought to himself, they''re only this courteous in front of you!

    Tang Sanzang squatted there, looking at the demons below and asked, "Now that everyone is seated, well... I don''t have much to offer you to eat, so maybe..."

    After saying this, Tang Sanzang''s gaze began to sweep back and forth among the group of demons, mainly targeting the chubby ones.

    The sight made the smaller demons sweat profusely and tremble all over.

    Seeing this, the Lion Camel King hurriedly shouted, "Holy monk, we came to you mainly because you have been slaughtering our fellow demon kin recently..." Explore more stories at My Virtual Library Empire

    Tang Sanzang tilted his head at the Lion Camel King and asked, "What, you have a problem with that?"

    The words that the Lion Camel King had prepared got stuck in his throat. He opened his mouth, coughed to cover his embarrassment and said, "Er... no, no problem, it''s just that... as you know. A few of us brothers and Sun Wukong, along with the Mighty Bull Demon King, are known as the Seven Great Saints of the Demon Race. Your slaughtering of demons has led them all to complain to us..."

    The bald monk crossed his arms, looking unhappy, and said, "Complain? Who complained? Tell me, and I guarantee no one will complain to you again."

    Hearing this, the complaining demons among the group all kneeled and bowed their heads, terrified of being seen by the bald monk.

    The Lion Camel King gave a wry smile and said, "Holy monk, that''s not what I meant. I meant that..."

    "Not what you meant? So you came to fight against this poor monk?" Tang Sanzang finished speaking and snapped his fingers.

    Sha Wujing, Zhu Ganglie, and Sun Wukong all instantly pulled out their weapons and stood on either side of Tang Sanzang, while even the White Dragon Horse reared up, ready to fight.

    Seeing the bald monk''s unreasonable demeanor, about to resort to violence during negotiations, the Lion Camel King was severely troubled.

    As expected, once Tang Sanzang heard it might be fun, he held back from striking.

    He was now eighty percent full and not so hungry, so playing was more important than eating.

    So, Tang Sanzang squatted down again and looked at the group of monsters below, saying, "Alright, what are your customs then?"

    The Lion Camel King secretly wiped a cold sweat off his brow and said, "Our custom here is, one-on-one, best of five rounds."

    Upon hearing this, Tang Sanzang immediately got interested, "That''s kind of interesting... Best of five rounds, huh? Alright, I''ll go first. Big Cat, how about you spar with me for a couple of punches?"

    The Lion Camel King, scared, quickly stepped back three steps and pleaded with a smile, "Holy Monk, you are our senior, you should perform the final act. It should be the disciples who start, that''s only proper."

    Tang Sanzang looked towards Sun Wukong, "Is that also a rule?"

    Sun Wukong replied, "Master, it''s always the experts who perform the final act. Who starts first? Let''s have the disciples go first."

    Tang Sanzang clicked his tongue and nodded, saying, "Alright then... you guys go ahead."

    After speaking, Tang Sanzang continued to sit and watch.

    Sun Wukong then took a step forward, looking towards the Lion Camel King.

    The Lion Camel King, seeing the bald one step back, breathed a sigh of relief.

    Then, the Lion Camel King whispered to Sun Wukong, "Old Seven, we''ve been set up to come here too, but lately, you guys have really been a bit ruthless. You could just stick to the monsters on the journey to the West, why start messing with other places too?"

    Sun Wukong knew that whispering was pointless in front of the bald one; he had originally wanted to speak directly.

    But seeing that the bald one looked quite happy eavesdropping, he held back and whispered in reply, "We had no choice, the monsters on the journey to the West have all run off. My master needs to eat, we can''t let him starve all the time, right? Look at my second brother, because of the food shortage on the journey, he''s all swollen from fright."

    The Lion Camel King spat out, "That''s from eating too much, okay?"

    Sun Wukong replied, "You get the idea, we had no choice. So what do you guys really want to do?"

    The Lion Camel King said, "Simple, let''s just practice together. Whether you win or we win, there will be an explanation, good for retreating. Otherwise, if we make such a big movement and just go back dejectedly, wouldn''t the face of the Seven Great Saints of the Demon Race be lost? Plus, I''m worried about the people who stirred this up getting unhappy and going after us! As long as we''ve fought, at least it can be explained."

    Sun Wukong slightly nodded and said, "Alright, then let''s have a match."