White Tiger Holy Venerate saw his beloved son knocked off the stage and immediately leaped onto the arena. "What kind of skill is it to bully a child? Come, I'll fight you."
The Evil Emperor chuckled. "Wait, wait. Let's get this straight first. What gives you the right to come up here? This is the decisive battle between my Evil Emperor Sect and the Azure Cloud Sword Sect. You don't seem to be a member of the Azure Cloud Sword Sect."
White Tiger Holy Venerate threw his head back and laughed. "So what? You beat my son, and you expect me to care about any of that?" With that, he condensed the power throughout his body to its utmost limit and raised his hand, striking out with a palm accompanied by waves of killing intent aimed at the Evil Emperor.
The Evil Emperor was speechless. "It's my bad luck to run into an overprotective old man like you. Fine, let's fight." With that, he also thrust out a palm.
Two muffled grunts rang out simultaneously. White Tiger Holy Venerate staggered back five or six steps before barely managing to stop, while the Evil Emperor stood completely motionless in his original spot. His face was faintly flushed, clearly having suffered in the collision just now. He could not help cursing inwardly, What the hell? He's a monster!
At this moment, all the disciples below the stage were so shocked that their mouths hung open. That was the White Tiger Holy Venerate! Although he usually liked to protect his own, his actual combat ability was absolutely formidable. Yet he had failed to even scratch the Evil Emperor this time. It was simply unbelievable!
The Evil Emperor also found it extremely surprising. He had thought that he would at least fight White Tiger