"Today, I'm going to tell you that I, Daoist Turntable, am stronger than you. Drink!" The tiger cultivator Daoist Turntable pulled both arms back, showing off his marble-like pectorals.
Above his head, forty-two Sacred Apes moved with him, all striking the pose of "shaking the ape body." Powerful pressure and spiritual energy erupted from him, with visible waves of air roiling around him.
"You only have one more Sacred Ape than I do. If we really fight, it's still uncertain who'll win or lose." The straw-hat beast cultivator refused to be outdone. He pulled both arms back, displaying his own enormous pectorals.
He was larger than Daoist Turntable, and his muscle mass was even more swollen.
Above his head, forty-one Sacred Apes likewise pulled their arms back, raised their heads, thrust out their chests, and sent spiritual energy surging as waves of air churned.
"Drink!" The seven beast cultivators on the left erupted with spiritual energy.
"Drink!" The six beast cultivators on the right refused to be outdone.
The waves of air between the two sides collided and roiled, faintly transforming into pillars of cloud. As the waves continued to clash, the pillars showed signs of evolving into tornadoes.
In the distance, the corner of Song Shuhang's mouth twitched.
What were they doing?
Competing over the number of Sacred Apes? Their presence? Their voices?
"This is very much in the style of fights in the Beast Cultivator World." Senior Turtle rested his head against the window, watching the two groups of beast cultivators in the distance.
Pavilion Master Chu's dull hair also leaned toward the window to watch the beast cultivators. She guessed, "The beast cultivators on both sides have all cultivated the Sacred Ape Dragon Force Divine Art. In other words... they're very likely here to participate in the