Lord Of Martial Arts

On the second day, Caroline and Darren found the monkey again. They wanted to practice cooperative fighting skills once more.

The three of them stood still in the void.

"Hey, monkey. How about we go at it for real this time? To make it more interesting, let's bet on it." There was a hint of coldness in Caroline's voice.

"Uhh, okay. What's the bet?" The monkey scratched his head.

"Let's fight! If you lose, get out of here right now!"

Buzz!

The monkey was stunned.

"Uhm. What do you mean? What if I win?"

"If you win, I will leave after I kill the ancient senior holy warrior," Caroline said directly.

"Ha-ha! But that's silly. We could kill him and leave together." The monkey grinned cluelessly.

Suddenly, he saw the unwelcoming expression on Caroline's face. The monkey felt something was off.

"Are you driving me away?"

The monkey's stomach felt as if it were tied in knots.

"There is no kinder way to say it. After this battle, either you or I will leave. Let me make this clear for you. I don't want you here or anywhere near me. Stop importuning, understand?" Caroline said disdainfully without showing any remorse for the monkey.

The monkey's head began spinning as if his world was falling apart. He had never experienced the bitter feeling of rejection.

"Why? I don't understand. I'll let you beat me. Just don't let me go, okay?" The monkey looked at Caroline with longing eyes.

Darren stood aside awkwardly. He was shocked and did not know what to say.

"Stop talking nonsense. When will you accept that there is no way in hell that there will be something between us?" she said impatiently.

"Yes, there is!" The monkey nodded childishly as he stomped his feet with all his might.

"You are so simple-minded. Are you really that dumb? Since you're humiliating yourself. You know what? I'll tell you the real reason.

We can't be together because I come from a much more noble clan than you. I am a legendary beast. Your inferior blood doesn't even set you apart from any of the feral monkeys in the jungle. That's where the difference lies.

I'm sorry, but you clearly don't deserve me. Are you satisfied now?"

Caroline's words echoed and lingered slowly in the monkey's mind like an explosive thunderstorm.

"But if I practice harder, I will be stronger than you one day," the monkey said while his l

ore. The Thunder-cloud Heavenly Tribulation Stick was a dangerous move for it could cost his soul.

"Damn monkey," Caroline whispered. She had not seen that skill even though he was nearly killed by her previously.

Crack!

The countless stick shadows were condensed into a lightning rod and rampaged the void.

"End it!"

The phoenix flame and the aura of dragon blood interwove into a peerless spear, attacking the shadow of the stick.

Boom!

Brilliant rays burst out endlessly and ripped the void. Moments later, everything was tranquil as a millpond.

Two figures gradually appeared in the light.

On the battlefield, it saw a colossal dragon and a magnificent phoenix.

"You've lost," Caroline said calmly.

The monkey half-knelt in the void. It seemed that he was too weak to stand up.

"I lost, but I don't acknowledge the bet, ha-ha." The monkey attempted to raise his head and worked up a smile. Darren could see that his eyes were filled with deep sorrow.

"Don't be so childish. If you are really a man, you should leave before I start to hate you." Caroline flashed an alluring flame arc in the sky and disappeared in the distance.

The monkey stared at her elegant figure at a loss. His heart began to sink.

"Dude, monkey..."

Darren flew over.

"I'm really sorry. I somehow used my all-out powers."

Darren wanted to comfort the monkey, but he could not come up with the proper words.

The monkey stood up and smiled bitterly, carrying the stick on his shoulder.

He turned around indifferently and walked towards the sunset.