As host Yaoshi Buddha's impassioned voice echoed between heaven and earth.
Zhurong's gaze instantly sharpened, Zhurong Divine Fire rising over his body.
Two five-clawed fire dragons appeared beneath his feet, radiating overwhelming might.
Li Yuan appeared beside Yaoshi Buddha and gave a slight nod.
Yaoshi Buddha immediately understood what he meant and hurriedly said.
"The two sides are like needle against wheat awn, swords drawn and bows bent, both brimming with fighting spirit."
"Very good, we can see Ancestral Witch Zhurong preparing to launch the first offensive."
"His gaze is sharp as flowing flame; divine fire transforms into dragons to shatter the firmament."
"This move is called Fusion Dragon Suppresses Heaven and Earth!"
Li Yuan smiled and gave Yaoshi Buddha a thumbs-up.
Yaoshi Buddha answered with a smile as well, then promptly threw himself back into the fervor of commentary.
Meanwhile, Dijiang in the audience sucked in a cold breath.
"How come I never knew Zhurong was this powerful? Is he hiding something from me?"
Ancestral Witch Houtu helplessly explained.
"This is definitely just the host's rhetoric to stir up the audience's emotions. Big Brother, please stop embarrassing yourself."
Dijun also cheerfully drove the knife in.
"Of you Twelve Ancestral Witches, eleven have no brains. The only one with a brain is Houtu."
"I suggest you let Houtu be the big sister from now on, and you can be the little brother. You don't have the brains for it."
Before his words had even faded, Dijiang sprang to his feet.
Pointing at his own head, he roared.
"Come on, come on! Let's knock heads—whoever's head shatters loses, deal?"
Dijun's brow twitched slightly, and he muttered with an odd expression.
"If your head shatters... can you still admit defeat?"
He shook his head and continued watching the two fighters in the