Afterward, Madara watched everyone's performances from the stands. Seeing Tang San defeat his opponents with ease—especially during one internal match, where Tang San elegantly defeated Zhu Zhuqing—put Madara in an excellent mood.
He really had grown!
"Next up, the two-on-two Soul Fighting match! Please welcome our Three Dances Combination, Thousand Hand Asura and Soft Bone Charm Rabbit, against the Iron Blood Combination, formed by the brothers Iron Dragon and Iron Tiger!" The host's voice stirred the entire arena into excitement.
Their two-on-two opponents were a pair of tall, brawny Soul Masters, their bodies covered in knotted muscles. At a glance, they looked like formidable power-type Soul Masters.
But under Tang San and Xiao Wu's seamless coordination, the two were quickly swept from the arena!
The corners of Madara's lips rose slightly. At the very least, his little brother's performance had not disgraced the title of Asura!
"What should we do, Boss Dai? If you haven't recovered from your injuries, then don't join me in the two-on-two match!" On the other side, Oscar was extremely anxious as he turned to Dai Mubai and spoke with concern.
Although Dai Mubai was well enough to come to the Soul Fighting Arena, he still looked as if he had just recovered from a serious illness. His face was pale and bloodless, and it was obvious that his combat strength had suffered greatly.
Madara pricked up his ears and quickly caught their conversation, his heart stirring slightly.
Madara wanted to enter the two-on-two Soul Fighting match not because he genuinely wanted a fair two-on-two fight. For Uchiha Madara, who had been besieged by tens of thousands in his previous life, did dealing with two people really require anyone else's support?
So Madara's original plan had been to bring Kurama along merely to make up the