The Third Ring of Samadhi Fire was a price at a talent show?! Who would’ve thought! Another surprise… MK and his friends, plus you, were taking part of it!

"Good enough for me! Pigsy will sing. I’ll play the Bang Bangs. Sandy, you’re on base, obviously…" MK said, hanging the blue giant the base guitar.

"I mean, obviously…" Sandy replied, taking the guitar.

"Mei, you get this thing with too many strings and Monkey King—" MK continued, just to be cut off by the Great Sage equal to Heaven.

"Uh, kid, can I talk to you a moment?" Wukong said, taking MK away from the group. "Remember, I said the whole stage fright thing is kind of a joke…?"

"Wasn’t a joke?" MK asked.

"Not even a little bit…" Wukong replied, shaking his head.

"Uh… Sun Wukong, self-proclaimed Great Sage equal to Heaven is scared to proform in front of a crowd?!" MK asked, kinda shocked.

"I know! I know… It doesn’t make any sense…"

MK sighed, his shoulder slightly slumping.

"Eh, okay…" MK said softly.

"Thanks for understanding, bud…" The ginger simian replied.

"…but I can work with this." MK added suddenly.

"Wait what?!" Wukong asked quickly.

"And Monkey King will play the gong!" MK said, excitement in his voice.

"Wonderful…" Wukong said, a bit upset…

"And what about me?" Tang asked.

"Oh, Mr. Tang…" The Monkey King’s successor said, turning to Tang. "For you, I’ve saved the most important role of all, there isn’t a band on earth that could have any hope to win the Ring of Light without. The. Band manager!" MK said, pushing a clipboard into Tang’s hands.

"Wait what…?" Tang asked. "You’re benching me?" He asked again, his voice a bit high pitched.

MK only cleared his throat. "Pretty much…" He mumbled out. "Alright! {{user}}, any talents we can use to win?"