章節 10: CH-8 The Monke trials (1)
"*cough* Hello there MIl-I mean majestic black dragon," Jin said with a stoic face, his thoughts however were anything but that. After he finished saying that sentence, The dragon glowed for a second before shrinking in size, taking the form of a woman who seemed to be in her 30s. Matching her voice, she was definitely a woman to be worshipped. 'WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?! *deep breaths x2* Focus. Focus. Boobs are temporary, strength is eternal.'
"Ara, is the inheritor excited by this Onee-san?" She said with a teasing look, slowly walking towards him.
"Pfft. I am sure you are old enough to be my ancestor's grandmother." Wukong whispered to himself. A tick appeared on her forehead, but she ignored his comment and teleported in front of him. "Brat, are you sure you want to take the trial? I am going to fucking kill you if you don't pass it." She said with a nasty grin on her face.
"It seems like you heard me, I thought hearing gets weaker with age." "HUHHH! leave the trial! I. am. killing. you. right. now!" *innocent whistling*
She transformed into her dragon form and flapped her wings creating vast gusts of wind. "Then I, @#$%@# protector and The current and last Matriarch of the Abyss Lineage, Sefarina Sim-Yeon, shall begin your trial. The system will limit my powers to match your current level, so defeat me and you shall have your weapon."
"Wouldn't that be killing you indirectly?" Wukong asked raising one of his eyebrows.
"Brat, we are a proud race that is considered to be one of the strongest creations of The Creator, quite a lot of assholes would destroy universes to be in your position, so don't think and just fight." Sefarina transformed into her human-like form and moved toward Wukong in a flash. She punched forward and he moved sideways in response, trying to dodge it but was thrown back, hitting the wall.
"That is some technique *cough* I hate dust." Wukong jumped on his feet and stretched his shoulders. "Oii MILF dragon! I really wanna beat the shit out of you for some reason." Wukong said with a crazy smile, as his body released a black and red aura.
After 1 hour -
Wukong was lying in the rubble, with minor injuries and cuts all over his body. His clothes were tattered and his hair was a mess with blood covering the right side of his face. 'Where the hell am I going wrong, I couldn't even land a good hit. I did avoid major injuries but I still am nowhere near her. It's pissing me off.' he bit his lip, thinking about the last hour.
"Brat, you would've been dead countless times. The only reason I'm giving you time to think is to improve yourself, I need to see improvement in your technique, doesn't matter how small it is, otherwise, it's better for you to give up now. Tch, you're blatantly ignoring me now." Rather than ignoring her, it would be better to say Wukong got into a trance, images of his fight with her were the only things on his mind at the moment.
'This isn't a matter of strength as her strength is sealed by the system, yeah what's the deal about that? I thought it didn't work in here. Ahhh fuck this! Wait, I didn't even use the recoilless version as I wasn't confident at it, but isn't this the perfect opportunity to train? Heh.'
"Brat, stop grinning like an idiot!" Wukong raised his upper body and sat down. He took off his t-shirt and wiped the blood on his head, set his hair back, and tore off the jacket at his waist. "What? Are you planning on distracting me as you fight? I'm telling you, this Matriarch isn't one to be swayed by lust."
"Then why are you blushing..................... Old hag."
"You. are. dead."
Wukong disappeared from his place and appeared at shoulder height in front of her, hitting her right in the face with his knee, or so he thought. Sefarina brought her hand right before it could come into contact with her face, but she still got pushed back. Seeing her block that, he kept his left foot on the ground and spun a circle with the stance for the blue dragon's kick. A dragon of black color came charging at her in the next moment but Sefarina raised her leg as high as she could, and slammed it down right, splitting it right through the middle. Continuing his assault, Wukong leaped forward and hit her solar plexus with his elbow, sending a shockwave throughout her. Though instead of her flying back as he expected, the robe she was wearing was torn, revealing her assets to the reincarnated monke. Both of them stood in that position for a moment, staring at each other.
'They are bigger than I expected.' "Would you believe me If I said that was a mistake?"
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(A/N) - I am a piece of shit. So you guys are free to curse me all you want but I am truly sorry. AS compensation, I have posted my first original work, "The Overlord's Advent" please check that out. Believe me, as I genuinely thought a lot about how to proceed with his trial but that led to me overthinking and not doing shit! This chapter's a bit short but I am writing the next one ASAP! Also as yours truly is still single, 'Fuck you normies who had a date yesterday!'
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