Yes! You heard that right!
They had actually fought to a draw!
Who knew what kind of sorcery Tongtian had used!
He had only become a Saint recently, yet his strength was actually no weaker than his own?
It could even be said that Tongtian's current strength was already on par with his own!
At this thought, Taiqing Laozi could not help feeling a jolt in his heart, and his heart began pounding with shock.
He had never expected Tongtian's strength to have become this formidable!
Now that he had probed Tongtian's true strength and gotten a rough grasp of his capabilities, Taiqing Laozi had achieved his purpose.
After all, the reason he had come to find Tongtian was simply to test him and sound out his limits. He had never harbored any ill intentions in the first place.
Taiqing Laozi thoughtfully stroked his beard, nodded, withdrew his Coiled Dragon Flat Crutch, and was the first to stop fighting.
Seeing Taiqing Laozi stop, Tongtian, who had always valued martial virtue, did not continue pressing the attack. He also withdrew the Qingping Sword and stopped fighting.
Tongtian had always believed that if others respected him by an inch, he would return ten inches; but if others forcibly took an inch from him, he would certainly retaliate in kind.
That was simply the kind of straightforward person he was—clear about love and hate, and pure of heart.
Thus, when he saw Taiqing Laozi withdraw and stop fighting, he also stopped.
However, Tongtian still had some doubts in his heart.
Why had Taiqing Laozi suddenly stopped?
Could it be that, deep down, he still cared about their brotherly bond?
Just then, Taiqing Laozi stroked his beard and suddenly spoke, as if he had thought of something.
"Although you became a Saint only recently,