So the onlookers began placing bets on the fighter they favored.
Most backed Great Chieftain Blackhead. He was a monster of raw power, and his sheer strength surpassed Green-haired General's.
Others favored Green-haired General, hoping he would use his skill to defeat a stronger opponent.
Tang Xiao and Tang San, locked in their standoff, had no idea their battle had drawn a crowd.
They hovered in the sky like two gorillas, though Tang San's fur was green.
Tang San froze when he saw the Rakshasa God in person.
Where's Bibi Dong? That's clearly not her.
Even after staring for some time, Tang San could not tell who the gorilla opposite him was. "Who are you?" he asked.
"Hahaha! My dear nephew, you still don't recognize your uncle?" Tang Xiao sneered. "Uncle? You're Tang Xiao..." Tang San froze. Only then did he make out something of Tang Xiao's features in the other gorilla's face.
But why did Tang Xiao inherit the Rakshasa Godhood in this life? Tang San wondered.
Meanwhile, the remnants of the Divine Order Alliance at Isaac Fortress learned the Rakshasa God's identity.
"Looks like that rat told you about me, you bastard," Tang Xiao said.
"I don't think we have any reason to be enemies," Tang San said.
Tang Xiao sneered. "Tang San, the mere fact that you're alive is a sin. Your existence is a stain on Ah Yin, a stain that should be erased."
Tang San's face darkened. He had heard those same words from Xiao Wu.
He gripped the hilt of the Asura Sword, his heart seething with resentment toward the long-dead Tang Hao. Why? Why must I bear the consequences of your sins?
"So there's no room for compromise between us?" Tang San asked grimly.
"You can take a look at this—" Tang Xiao