The smile on Sun Wukong's face disappeared.
He was truly a bit surprised.
Just now, he had almost exerted all his strength, while the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow had only used eighty percent of his power.
If he had gone all out, even if Sun Wukong could withstand it, it wouldn't have been too easy.
Thinking of this, Sun Wukong looked at the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow with a bit of seriousness in his gaze.
Seeing Sun Wukong's expression turn serious, the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow sneered coldly. He did it on purpose, wanting to see Sun Wukong's astonished look.
An astonishing pressure erupted from him, even stronger than before.
Sun Wukong drew a sharp breath of cool air; the opponent was indeed not bluffing, the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow still had reserves.
But that didn't mean anything.
Sun Wukong was not afraid; he stared at the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow, his fighting spirit getting more vigorous.
