kingnovel Chapter 736: The Canteen and the Courtyard Watching the Fight
Chapter 736: The Canteen and the Courtyard Watching the Fight
"It's getting interesting," Lin Qiye repeated, with a hint of excitement in his tone that he himself didn't even notice.
He turned his head and looked at Wu Hen. "Tell me, what on earth did that chick shoot? It looked so fancy, yet it managed to stun those two clueless guys."
Wu Hen shrugged and threw a peanut into his mouth. "Who knows?"
"This class of recruits is packed with hidden talents. Maybe some tough ones will emerge."
In the cafeteria, Jiang Er was gnawing on a chicken leg while looking out the window worriedly.
"You think they really won't fight? If they do, the classroom will be torn down."
Lin Qiye sneered, "Come on, with their skills, they're not even enough to tickle An Qingyu."
"Besides, if a fight really breaks out, will Li Zhenzhen just sit there and watch? Her words are powerful."
"Too,"
Jiang Er nodded, his tone much more relaxed.
"Li Zhenzhen's ability, wow, it's like a bug. It would be awesome if I could team up with her in the future."
Several students around also joined in the discussion, and the atmosphere in the cafeteria became quite relaxed as they talked one after another.
At this time, An Qingyu walked in from the cafeteria door and went straight to their table.
"Are you full? If you are, hurry up and get back to the classroom. Don't dawdle here."
"Hey, it's coming!"
Jiang Er quickly responded, grabbed the last piece of bread and stuffed it into his mouth, then left the cafeteria with everyone else.
Baili Pangpang looked at An Qingyu's back as she left, then looked at An Qingyu who had fallen asleep on the table, scratched his head,
"This is strange. Why did Teacher An's mental strength suddenly become overdrawn?"
"And Jialan, they were also mysterious and left suddenly. I really don't understand them."
On the other side, in the Mental Hospital of the Gods, Li Yifei, holding a cigarette in his mouth, walked slowly to Ah Zhu.
"How are the cucumbers today? Are they fresh?"
Ah Zhu smiled and said, "Just picked, very fresh, please take a look, Manager Li."
Li Yifei picked up a cucumber and looked at it carefully. "Hmm, not bad. I like the color."
He paid and took the cucumber to the steps in the yard, where Merlin and Braky were waiting.
"You guys tell me," Li Yifei said while chewing a cucumber.
"Can these two monkeys decide the winner today?"
Merlin pushed up his glasses.
"It's hard to say. Although Sun Wukong is arrogant, his strength should not be underestimated."
"Gilgamesh has also been keeping things secret. No one knows what his real trump card is."
Braki chuckled and said, "Who cares? As long as there's a good show to watch."
At this moment, a loud noise was heard in the yard...
The yard was in an uproar.
Dust billowed outward, enveloping the center of the explosion in a swirling brown cloud.
The force of the impact vibrated the very air, and the deep, resonant hum shook the asylum to its foundations.
After the dust settled, two figures emerged, wrestling tightly together in a brutal and primitive fight.
Sun Wukong, also known as the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, had his hair standing on end.
He grinned ferociously, his face filled with an almost uncontrollable power.
His eyes burned with an almost crazy energy as he stared at his opponent, the Hero King Gilgamesh.
Even amidst the ruins, his golden armor still gleamed.
"Again, monkey?" Gilgamesh sneered, his voice full of disdain.
He gripped Goku's throat tightly, his gloved knuckles turning white from the strain.
Goku laughed, his voice hoarse and challenging.
"Just wanted to make sure you weren't rusty, little golden man."
He retorted, his own hands also tightly grasping Gilgamesh's arms,
His muscles bulged as he struggled to break free from the king's control.
Their fight was like a blur of light and shadow, a clash of giants.
Wukong's movements are fluid and unpredictable, each strike a testament to the skills he has honed over centuries.
He spun, kicked, twisted, like a whirlwind of anger,
His golden cudgel gleamed with golden light in the afternoon sun, blurring into a blur.
The force of his attacks made the air explode, and each blow was accurate and deadly.
Gilgamesh, on the other hand, fights with an almost regal arrogance, his moves precise and powerful.
He met Goku's onslaught with a calm demeanor, deflecting each blow with contemptuous ease.
His golden armor, a testament to his divine lineage, seemed to shimmer and shift, capable of blocking even the most powerful attacks.
The sound of metal clashing echoed in the yard, a harsh and discordant symphony of war.
This is not the first time they have fought.
Ever since Gilgamesh came to the asylum and flaunted his so-called superiority,
He also demands the best possible place to live (coincidentally, right next door to Goku), and the two of them clash constantly.
It is a battle of egos, a clash of cultures, and a showdown of raw and unrestrained power.
Gilgamesh, accustomed to being worshipped, could not tolerate the Monkey King's disrespect and casual disregard for his authority.
Goku, on the other hand, finds Gilgamesh's arrogance unbearable and a perfect target for his pranks.
Their hatred quickly escalated from verbal exchanges to outright brawls.
One particularly memorable incident involved a batch of stolen peaches (Goku's, of course).
a misplaced door to the "King's Treasure" (Gilgamesh's customary way of storing treasures... and snacks),
There was also a very unfortunate incident involving a flock of magical pigeons.
Their current scuffle was just the latest episode in their ongoing feud, a brutal ballet of strength and pride.
The yard bore traces of their previous battle—cracked paving stones, scorched earth, and a distinct banana-shaped dent in the wall.
Suddenly, Goku shifted his weight, using Gilgamesh's own momentum to break free from his grip and land lightly on the ground.
Gilgamesh stumbled, momentarily losing his balance.
Wukong seized the opportunity, and his golden cudgel whizzed through the air.
It hit Gilgamesh's chest hard, making a sickening thud.
The Hero King staggered back a few steps. He wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, and a dangerous smile slowly appeared on his face.
"You're so funny, monkey," he growled, his voice low and threatening.
"But the game is far from over."
He stretched out his hand, which was gleaming with an extraordinary light.
The air trembled slightly, and the outline of a golden door began to emerge behind him.
He glanced at Goku, a predator glint in his eyes.
"Maybe next time," he murmured, and the door gradually opened.
Revealing the countless treasures and unimaginable power inside, "I will take out the real treasure."
With one last cold smile, he stepped through the gate and disappeared in the swirling golden light.
Only Wukong was left standing alone in the dusty yard.
There was a complex look of annoyance and anticipation in his golden eyes.
He knocked the ground with his golden cudgel, frowned, and fell into deep thought.
"Baby, huh?" he muttered to himself.
He sniffed the air, a mischievous glint in his eye again.
"I want to see where he hides the good stuff..."