BANG! BANG! BANG!
Sun Wukong, in a fit of excitement, grabbed the Ruyi Dog-Beating Stick and hammered on Douluo Palace, making it ring with loud bangs as he roared:
"This is Old Sun's Dog-Beating Stick, and it's you, you old dog, that I'm here to beat! Get out here and face your death! Let Old Sun smash you to bits!"
As he spoke, he went at it again. BANG! BANG! BANG!
He violently struck Douluo Palace, not forgetting to turn back and look at the assembled Righteous Immortals:
"Everyone, with me! Let's smash this Daoist Palace, drag out that old ghost inside, and slay him! Slay him..."
Sun Wukong's voice trailed off.
He saw that from Marshal Tianpeng, who had just been so valiant and heroic and put himself at the very front, to Nezha and Yang Jian, who had been pounding their chests with gusto,
to the kind-faced Taibai, the fierce-looking General of the Rolling Curtain, and the white-bearded Matchmaker...
