"Make your move!"
Sun Wukong held the Ruyi Golden-Hooped Rod pointing diagonally towards the ground, coldly shouting at Wrath General Yuan Fen.
Wrath General Yuan Fen retreated a step, a clear expression of fear on his face. Sun Wukong's overwhelming strength had already been revealed without a doubt earlier when Fire General Yuan Tong was sent flying with just a single strike. Yuan Fen feared there wouldn't be any good outcome if he charged forward!
"Make your move! If you don't, I'll have to make my move!"
Sun Wukong's eyes narrowed slightly, his left foot stepped forward, and a mountain-like pressure suddenly surged towards Wrath General Yuan Fen.
"Damn it!"
Wrath General Yuan Fen was in a difficult position now. If he didn't act, Sun Wukong would, and losing the initiative meant he had no chance of winning!
"Sun Wukong, you forced me!"
