After just one exchange, the two green headscarves were sent flying back, blood spurting from their mouths, with horrified looks in their eyes.
"It's not a phantom! It's real! Both are entities! This isn't the Clone Technique!"
"It's exactly the same strength as the main body! This guy is a monster!"
The two green headscarves were freaking out; Sun Wukong's sheer power was already monstrous, but now there was another clone, making it even more outrageous. They couldn't possibly win one-on-one, and the only outcome of a direct fight would be ending up like that purple headscarf—utterly obliterated, with no remains!
"Ah Xiang, hold them off! I'll go get help from Dragon Brother and the others!"
One of the blue headscarves slapped his companion on the shoulder, sending him flying towards Sun Wukong, while using the recoil to accelerate into the dense forest, disappearing in a few strides.
"Ah, Zuo Liang, you damned bastard! I won't forgive you even as a ghost!"
