In the end, the Great Sage broke the rules.

Chapter 111 You Master and Disciple Have No Shame

One month later, on a sunny day, the atmosphere was unusually tense.

The fake Wukong looked at Sun Wukong with a provocative expression and shouted, "Hey! Come out here, let's have a good fight!"

However, Sun Wukong completely ignored his shouts and just kept serving food to Chen Yi.

Seeing that Sun Wukong had no reaction, the fake Wukong did not give up and shouted even more arrogantly, "Hmph! You coward, are you afraid?"

"If you can defeat this Great Sage, I will no longer bother you from now on!"

"But if I win, you will have to leave the pilgrimage team!"

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong finally slowly opened his eyes, a hint of disdain flashing in them, and sneered, "Fine! Since that's the case, then keep your word!"

Upon hearing this, the fake Wukong immediately patted his chest and assured him, "Of course it counts!"

In the blink of an eye, Sun Wukong shouted, "Alright!"

Before he finished speaking, he flashed forward like lightning, rushing towards the fake Wukong and instantly engaging in a fierce battle with him.

In an instant, the wind howled with punches and the shadows of sticks clashed as the two exchanged blows, neither giving an inch.

The thrilling battle continued for the next few days.

Whether in towering mountains or deep valleys and dense forests, traces of their battles can be found everywhere.

Although the two sides were evenly matched and neither could gain the upper hand, their fighting spirit remained undiminished, as if they would not give up until they fought to the death.

Sha Wujing stood aside and watched the battle for a long time. Seeing the two fighting fiercely but still unable to gain the upper hand, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

So he moved closer to Chen Yi and asked with a worried expression, "Master, are we just going to watch them fight like this?"

Chen Yi helplessly spread his hands, smiled bitterly, and asked, "Wujing, there's nothing I can do about it?"

He tried to persuade them to stop fighting, but neither of them listened to him, and there was nothing he could do.

Pigsy's eyes darted around, and suddenly an idea struck him. He lowered his voice and suggested to Chen Yi, "Master, why don't you try reciting the headband mantra?"

"Look, that imposter is wearing a headband too. Maybe it's the real deal! If it works, then Senior Brother can easily subdue him, right?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yi glanced at the two who were locked in a fierce battle, then stroked his chin, lost in thought.

If the headband is truly effective, then the fake Wukong will surely be tormented by the spell and defeated.

But if this is a fake, then he would be suffering for nothing by reciting the Tightening Spell for no reason... Thinking of this, Chen Yi couldn't help but hesitate.

After thinking for a while, Chen Yi gritted his teeth and finally decided to chant the incantation.

He had only chanted a few incantations when his head began to throb as if it were about to explode, as if a million ants were gnawing at his head. He couldn't help but collapse onto the bed, pounding his head repeatedly.

Seeing Chen Yi in such pain, Sha Wujing was extremely anxious and immediately shouted, "Master!"

"Master! Stop chanting!"

Before he finished speaking, he glared fiercely at Pigsy, who had given him the bad idea.

Pigsy looked guilty and hurriedly got up to pour Chen Yi a glass of water.

The fake Wukong in mid-air felt as if he had been struck by lightning. A sharp pain shot through his head, and his body staggered. Then, like a kite with a broken string, he was knocked down by Sun Wukong's staff and crashed heavily to the ground.

Sun Wukong pointed his staff at him and said sternly, "You lost."

The fake Wukong's eyes were as red as burning flames as he glared at Sun Wukong and roared, "You're cheating! I won't accept this!"

"You master and disciple are shameless! You actually conspired to trick me by reciting the Tightening-Headband Mantra!"

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong was taken aback at first, then his expression changed, and he immediately slipped into the wooden house where Chen Yi was.

Seeing Chen Yi lying on the bed covered in sweat, Sun Wukong's eyes were as cold as a thousand-year-old ice.