Chapter 21: The boasted deity is broken with just one poke

"Wow..."

Shouts of shock suddenly rang out like a tide in the audience seats of various countries.

Countless people opened their mouths and eyes in astonishment, staring at the battlefield on the screen in great surprise.

The huge mountain-like Dangun actually knelt down on both knees and bowed in front of Sun Wukong with great respect. He said to Sun Wukong in a very pious and respectful tone:

"Little God Dangun, I pay my respects to the Great Sage!"

And Sun Wukong just stood on the ring, his expression calm, without even a trace of unnecessary movement!
This scene shocked everyone.

Many viewers simply couldn't believe their eyes.

"what happened!"

"Are you kidding me? This Tangun from the Western Eight Kingdoms actually kneeled down to worship Sun Wukong!"

"He didn't dare to fight at all, and even knelt down to the other side as a vassal!"

"what is going on?"

The citizens of the eight western countries were stunned with astonishment.

"This……"

“Why? Why does Dangun have to kneel down and worship their gods?”

"Dangun, you are our founder, why are you kneeling down to worship a monkey?"

On the Chinese side, all the spectators were also stunned.

The seemingly extremely powerful Dangun, the god of the Western Eight Kingdoms, did not even attempt to fight, but knelt down in front of Sun Wukong as a subject.

Even the Chinese audience were caught off guard by such an ending.

There was no time to cheer, their eyes were filled with shock and confusion!

At this time, Su Chen looked at Tan Gun kneeling on the battlefield and Sun Wukong standing still, and smiled calmly:
"I've said before that their Dangun is just a false god derived from our mythology!"

"Even from their perspective, the so-called God of Creation is nothing more than a mountain god!"

"After meeting our Great Sage Equaling Heaven, this Tan Gun dared not even call himself a great god. He could only kneel down and pray for Sun Wukong's forgiveness!"

After hearing his words, all the Chinese audiences suddenly realized.

It turns out that what Su Chen said was correct. Tan'gun of the Western Eight Kingdoms was simply a false god!
No wonder he kneeled down to worship the Monkey King Sun Wukong!
How dare a small mountain god call himself a great god in front of the Monkey King?
"Haha, our god Sun Wukong won!"

"Sun Wukong didn't even move, and he won just like that. This victory came too easily!"

"The gods of our China are the ancestors of the people of the eight western countries!"

"You're actually always trying to steal our culture, and even forcibly snatch our god Sun Wukong. This is so embarrassing!"

"Serves them right! These bastards deserve this fate!"

Many Chinese people were delighted and laughed at the kneeling Dangun.

At this moment, Sun Wukong on the battlefield suddenly moved.

He stretched out a hand and pulled out a golden hoop from his ear.

The golden cudgel unfolded in the palm of his hand and instantly turned into a thin steel needle.

"You're so tall, I'm not used to seeing you!"

Sun Wukong chuckled and poked the steel needle towards Tan Gun.

Faced with the steel needle poking at him, although Tan Gun was trembling with fear, he did not dare to dodge at all.

puff……

The steel needle pierced Dangun's body, and a stream of air instantly came out of his body.

He deflated so quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a deflated balloon!
In an instant, he shrank to the same size as Sun Wukong, and looked much smaller and humbler as he kneeled under the ring.

“That’s right!”

Sun Wukong put away his golden cudgel, turned it back into an embroidery needle and hid it in his ear.

Dangun knelt on the ground, trembling like a sieve.

Sun Wukong looked up to the sky, as if he no longer wanted to look at this so-called Tangun, and said calmly:
"You, go back!"

“Thank you, Great Sage, for not killing me!” Tan’gun stood up and immediately fled back to his own arena like the wind.

……

"what!"

The audience present was once again shocked beyond words.

Dangun's huge body, as big as a hill, was actually pierced by Sun Wukong with just a steel needle!
The current Dangun has shrunk to a size almost the same as Sun Wukong, and still kneels humbly in front of Sun Wukong.

Did something go wrong?
The first to react were the audience from the White Elephant Country. When they saw this, they were even happier than if they had won themselves.

Of course, from the perspective of the monkey god Hanuman:

"Look, the Monkey God wins!"

"Haha, I said that the Western people only know how to make up stories and brag. This so-called Tangun is just a lie!"

"That's right, the boasted deity is indeed easily broken with just one poke!"

"Our monkey god Hanuman is still the best. Tangun of the Western Kingdom is simply a joke!"

"What a joke, a lie that will be exposed with just one poke!"

Many foreign audiences seemed to be unsatisfied.

After all, they thought that this battle between humans would be as violent as a landslide or tsunami, and the entire battlefield would be extremely terrifying.

But no one could have imagined this would be the outcome.

"Western Eight Nations, you are such a disappointment!"

"You guys always brag about being better than anyone else, with tens of thousands of years of history and countless brilliant cultures, but it turns out that it's all fake!"

"So you guys are really like what Su Chen said, you rely on stealing culture, making up history, and bragging about gods!"

"It's so sad that in such a country, the people are still so stubborn!"

"We are not as good as the Sakura Country in this respect. We admit that we have been influenced by Chinese culture, but we have our own Amaterasu!"

Here, the people of the eight western countries all looked pale, their eyes filled with despair and pain.

The more you boasted at the beginning, the more you will be disappointed by the reality.

How much hope there was in the beginning, how much despair there is now.

Lost!

They lost completely!

Not only did he lose, but he also lost face!

Their great god Dangun actually knelt before Sun Wukong and called himself a lesser god!

Sun Wukong's steel needle not only pierced through Dangun's false and powerful appearance, but also pierced through the lies they had woven for so many years, which they themselves believed in!

The audiences from the eight Western countries who had been talking nonsense endlessly in the live broadcast rooms of other countries, now all looked like defeated roosters, with their heads hung low and not a single word said.

Next, they have to accept the fate of failure.

Their resources will be redistributed, and if no one accepts their citizens, they will become the spoils of war of all races!

At the beginning, they gnashed their teeth and wished that all the Chinese people would die. Now that they have failed, the fate of death is hanging over the head of each of them.

"It's over! We, the Western Eight Nations, have completely failed!"

“Our Dangun…”

"He is not our God, this is all fake, we Westerners have been deceived!"

"This battle doesn't count. We in the Western Eight Kingdoms need to find a new deity!"

Some Westerners suddenly jumped up as if they had just woken up from a dream, and then started shouting wildly.

They kept saying that they were deceived and that Dangun was not their god at all.

Now, they have to change a god and join the battle again!

Just then, a line of subtitles appeared on the screen.

(End of this chapter)