A destiny's favor. Sun Wukong x reader

CHAPTER 5: TRAININIG

The past four months of spring were the best period of training for you. The splendid Monkey King guided you very well; he exposed everything he knows about kicking ass battles, beside other stuff like think twice and always expect the worst.

This day is just like any other day; you wake up with the dawn, change your clothes, and go to another crazy session. He was right; this is not easy judging by looking at your arms and legs wrapped with bandages. Every day you get new injuries. But you made a decision, and there's nowhere to hide. With the patience you've got left, you went to the place you used to train, but unusually, he wasn't there. Normally, he's the one who comes first. That caught your attention; you were standing, looking around you with confusion. "The place is more quiet than usual, something is odd. I can feel it. My heart is racing so fast," you thought to yourself. After you rolled your eyes left and right, you felt a small breeze passing next to your ear; it gave you a shock of electricity in your back. It's just like your brain is telling you to prepare for something coming. Soon as your body responded in less than a second, you dodged a blow that was targeting your head. You couldn't see what happened; the wind blows the dust, and it prevents you from seeing anything clearly. You jumped high into one of the nearby trees, in order to see what's going on, and then you hear laughter.

"GOOD JOB! You managed to dodge it easily." After the dust disappeared, you were able to see Wukong standing straight, smiling with pride.

"Great Sage?" What a surprise.

"Good morning." He greets, and you get down from the three. "Good morning, great sage." you returned the greetings.

Wukong starts doing some warm-up exercises.

"We're not wasting time. We'll start right now. So, the same usual questions, and answer them quickly."

"Understood," you didn't waste time and began your answers. "I slept very well. I haven't eaten much. I'm not stressed, and I will finish this session no matter how difficult it may be."

"Excellent!" replied Monkey. "Because this session is going to be different. I guess you know that already, aren't ya."

"Different? In which way?" You asked for more clarification. So he continued while cracking his fingers. 

"This session will focus on what you have learned from these past four months. As you can see, I too had made some conclusions about your strong points and weaknesses, though I need a proof. Yet I didn't find a better way than this one." You stood there listening to every word he said as he continued,

 "What I am trying to say is that I want to fix your state in order to move on to other stuff. So, you'll have to do some little combat." Your eyes widen up and you say,

 "So that means..." He completes his speeches.

 "Yep! You're going to fight me today, and right now," he finished his position of combat.

 "Don't be afraid; I'll go easy on you. But don't consider yourself safe, so you better watch out." Then suddenly he changed his gaze, and took a step forward. 

"Shall we start?" You dropped out a sweat but didn't turn back. As you fixed your position and concentrated on your opponent. Now it's all up to who will make the first move. Nothing can be heard except the sound of the breeze whistles. Still nothing is happening, until he lets his body go on, lifting his fists towards you. You responded back, dodging them carefully.

 "Your first mistake is that you keep waiting for your opponent to start. WRONG! Never let your enemy feel superiority." His serious tone brings awareness to your mind to realize how important this session is. He keeps blowing his super strong fists, it feels like he doesn't hold back like he promised you. So, there's no option but to strike back. Your eyes are locked on him while your brain starts analyzing his movements. You began to understand how this works. When the next blow came up, you dodged it with the speed you had. In order to prevent him from attacking, you rolled your arm over his and threw a fist directed at his face. But you didn't manage to do so, as he too was able to escape your punch when he leaned backwards, and with an inhuman speed he grabbed your right arm and got free from your left. He throws you in the air, and thanks to your flexibility, you landed on the ground with a smooth flip.