Journey to the West: Life Simulation of Sun Wukong

"I am Su Jie, pleased to meet you, Senior Feng Hengyi,"

Su Jie landed silently, with a light tap of his tiptoe, as if he were one with the Battle Platform; the momentum of the entire Battle Platform and Huan Ji Building seemed to be channeled into his being.

It was as if he was the center that this Huan Ji Building's architecture was designed to enshrine.

"There's no need to mimic the ancients," Feng Hengyi furrowed his brows slightly, feeling that this Su Jie was a bit odd, stable as a mountain yet with a stream of thoughts that seemed ceaseless, as if they never stopped for a moment.

"Is that so? I saw the lion dance earlier and now the drum beating; I thought you were fond of the martial world's routines," Su Jie said with a calm smile.

"The martial world is outdated," Feng Hengyi said.

It seemed like Feng Hengyi was mocking Su Jie but also just stating a fact in a flat tone.

"The martial world may indeed become outdated, but the rivers and lakes will not; they evolve with the era," Su Jie stated calmly, presenting another fact.

"It seems you have a set of unique perspectives, but let's skip the chatter, allow me to give you some guidance," Feng Hengyi said.

Feng Hengyi's body shook, and the Battle Platform within kilometers emitted a bright light; his life force dropped to 7, "Indeed, you are peculiar, your life force is actually 7, I thought I sensed it wrong before."

"Just a fluke," Su Jie replied modestly, his tranquil eyes taking on a slight seriousness.

This was because Feng Hengyi's aura had risen to the peak, the menacing illusion nearly materializing, like the mythical representation of a deity.

Although his life force had decreased, the aura he had shown before was merely a casual stimulation; this time, he had used his full strength.

Of course, this fearsome illusion was certainly not as potent as a true deity's representation.

Su Jie stepped forward, and his Mental Realm also stimulated endless illusions, forming countless stars, arranged in sequence, orbiting his body.

And he was the master of those stars!

In just an instant, the entire Battle Platform seemed to be surrounded by a sea of stars, with Su Jie standing in its center like a divine being, his presence majestic.

"Isn't this too exaggerated!" Zhang Manman exclaimed from atop the eaves, amazed by the scene.

"That's our class leader!"

"He has far surpassed us!"

Apart from Zhang Manman, other classmates of Su Jie's had also come here, including Chen Tian Yuzi.

She took out her recording device to capture Su Jie's valiant stance.

However, for those with their Mental Realm in the Great Meditation or Stable Realm, both Feng Hengyi's fearsome deity representation and Su Jie's starry visions were merely manifestations of the Mental Realm.

In themselves, these things had no real attacking power.

But the Mental Realm and the body influence each other.

If one's illusions could shatter the opponent's illusions, it could potentially break the opponent's Mental Realm.

Of course, since Feng Hengyi was in the Stable Realm, unless his brain turned to mush, his Mental Realm wouldn't regress, at most it would be disturbed for a while.

But with Su Jie's abilities, could he really shatter that fearsome illusion?

It was uncertain.

Even though Su Jie had entered the embryonic breathing state once before, this situation was too special, and no one present knew exactly what Mental Realm he was in now.

Feng Hengyi clenched his fists, mimicking the pose of a predatory beast, and the near-solid illusion followed suit, but the spirit behind it was utterly different, like a savage beast from the ancient past, selecting its prey.

The illusion always favored killing and fighting.

Yet Su Jie's sea of stars was like mud, engulfing the illusion, bogging it down in mire so that no matter how powerful it was, it struggled to exert itself.

Through this, Feng Hengyi could feel Su Jie's various thoughts—

"I had a lunch of Taiji rice fried rice..."

"I'm going to practice punching this afternoon..."

"Hypnosis part-time job..."

"The math class today was really interesting..."

"There's something wrong with Feng Hengyi's fearsome illusion..."

All these stray thoughts flooded his mind, making his head heat up in an instant, forcing him to disperse the fearsome deity representation and say coldly, "You have too many thoughts!"

As the deity representation dispersed, Su Jie's starry illusion also disappeared, and he took a step back as if his own Mental Realm was slightly impacted by the disintegration of the fearsome image.

A flaw?

Feng Hengyi saw it but did not seize it.

It might have been a trap set by Su Jie. If he moved forward rashly, he could fall into a passive state.

Moreover, this spar was friendly, and as a senior, how could he take advantage of someone's plight?

It should be done openly and honorably!

That way, he could also show the demeanor of a senior. Uploaded by the M|V|L(EMPYR) team.

Judge by actions, not by thoughts.

Seeing that Feng Hengyi did not advance, Su Jie was not disappointed.

"Senior's strength is transcendent,"

Su Jie complimented, "May I ask for some guidance?"

Feng Hengyi repeated his earlier statement, "You have too many stray thoughts, you should focus on one thing at a time."

This assessment was quite objective.

Isn't Su Jie indeed full of various thoughts?

"I don't quite agree. On the contrary, various stray thoughts have formed what I am today," Su Jie said, stepping into the Eight Extremes stance, his hands mindful, as if he could support the heavens and tread the earth.

"Mindful, you say?"

"Chu Tiange?"

Feng Hengyi narrowed his eyes slightly, "It's somewhat irregular, as if he learned from Chu Tiange, but afterward, he blended it with some other stuff."

"This is the fist technique that suits me best."

Su Jie smiled faintly, his feet lightly tapping as if he were gliding across the ground without leaving it by an inch.

Feng Hengyi, resembling a tiger or wolf, also charged forward. As his fists intertwined, a rolling aggressive wind arose, like two sharp blades parting the airflow and slashing toward Su Jie's neck.

Slap!

Su Jie swung his fist down as if brandishing heaven's ring and earth's hoop, merging heaven and earth into chaos, and in a flash shattered Feng Hengyi's twin blades.

Instantly, Su Jie had Feng Hengyi's hands in his grip.

"Not good!"

Feng Hengyi sensed that Su Jie's hands were like iron pincers, naturally he couldn't let him get any closer, and his right leg suddenly kicked towards Su Jie's lower abdomen.

If the kick had connected, Su Jie would have been in serious pain.

Fortunately, Su Jie was quick on the uptake, also raising a leg and kicking the ankle of the other's raised leg.

Bang!

Feng Hengyi lost his balance in an instant but the kicking leg forcefully exploded with energy. His body twisted in midair like a hare kicking an eagle, missing the kick.

However, the twisting force his body carried allowed him to break free from Su Jie's clamp and regain his freedom.

"This kid, his spirit power is only at 7, although mine is also suppressed to 7, my body should be stronger than his; yet this advantage doesn't seem to stand out in front of him."

As Feng Hengyi's thoughts raced, Su Jie had already charged up, his fists like holding lightning, crackling and popping, with wisps of electric arcs exploding in the air.

At this moment, Su Jie, with hair standing on end, seemed like the Thunder God from the heavens, his fists turning into a Thunder God's Hammer and a Thunder God's Chisel. As they collided, thunder roared thunderously, deafening!

Jiang Wudao clenched his fists tightly, "This Su Jie, he actually applied the Eight Extremes Thunder Fist to Chu Tiange's technique, with the right fist as the hammer and the left as the chisel, touching hammer to nail, bursting forth with lightning."

The Mental Realm is the mother of all fists; mastering this technique, all kinds of fist techniques come easily to hand.

Chu Tiange is an offshoot of the Mental Realm, which, combined with breathing techniques and practiced to a profound level, possesses immense power. With one, it leads the thousands and directly connects to the grand path of fist techniques.

However, both these martial arts are easy to enter but hard to master.

Therefore, most people only learn them as beginners and switch to new martial arts later to enhance their power.

But Su Jie, after learning the Eight Extremes Thunder Fist, based his own fist technique on Chu Tiange and the Mental Realm, and even took these to a very high level. He even applied the Eight Extremes Thunder Fist to "ploughing the field."

Su Jie learning the Eight Extremes Thunder Fist was no secret, as Jiang Wudao knew; after all, it was not a secret.

But Chu Tiange, the Mental Realm...

If the information he received was correct, Su Jie only often watched students from the outer school practice on that special field during the summer training camp.

Self-taught?

This guy not only possesses treasures, but his own aptitude is also incredibly strong.

That's it!

Jiang Wudao suddenly realized that he had fallen into a misunderstanding.

Being able to cultivate fist techniques to such an extent definitely wasn't something any dusty treasure could achieve. Su Jie's own talents were what truly mattered.

"Not good!"

Feng Hengyi felt his spirit tremble on the Battle Platform as he looked at Su Jie, a trace of fear in his eyes.

Fear?

How could he harbor such emotions?!

"Die for me!"

Feng Hengyi grew ferocious, his eyes bloodshot. Driven by his spirit, his body seemed to transform into a ferocious figure, his face hideous as if ready to tear everything apart.

Su Jie remained unfazed, only taking another deep breath, his fists thundering down fiercely.

Boom!

In an instant, the arena exploded with intense energy. The violent wind carried streaks of lightning, causing some of the lower-grade students watching the excitement to shiver.

They were shaken by the combatants' spiritual powers, but also stimulated by the streaming electric arcs.

Lightning from the void!

Zhang Manman raised her hand to cover her face, blocking the fierce wind but unable to stop the numbing electric arcs affecting her body.

"Indeed, he and I are not from the same world."

Just knowing that Su Jie's spirit power was at 7, she had already marveled at Su Jie's strength, but now, she felt his true power.

That willpower of the spirit, vast and boundless, seemed to encompass tens of thousands of things within it.

It embraced all rivers, grand because of its capacity.

Various martial arts, not only easy to hand but also evolved into his own fist technique.

Waiting for the Battle Platform to calm down.

Su Jie stood steadily, slowly lowering his fists, turning to Feng Hengyi who was half-kneeling on the ground, his upper body clothes torn, a huge gash across his chest revealing his organs, and cupped his hands, "Thank you for your guidance, senior."

"Well done!"

Feng Hengyi laughed bitterly through his frustration and shakily stood up, "Being able to defeat me, you are indeed very strong. Even if my spirit power wasn't suppressed, we would be evenly matched."

"Senior flatters me," Su Jie said indifferently.

Feng Hengyi didn't respond but slowly got up and limped away from the Battle Platform.

After he left the Battle Platform, two beams of light descended from the sky, healing Feng Hengyi's injuries and restoring what Su Jie had spent before.

No serious injuries or deaths occur when fighting on the Battle Platform.