Tathagata Buddha?

"State your names."

"Witch Cult, Pudu Chang."

"Holy Spirit Sect, Tang Ya."

Tang Ya stared at Pudu Chang, her gaze somewhat chilling. A faint dark-blue aura had already begun to swirl around her body. It looked as though she might erupt at any moment.

A serene smile appeared on Pudu Chang's face. "This benefactor has an affinity with Buddha. Would you be willing to join my order?"

Tang Ya looked at him coldly without saying a word. Yet the competition stage was immediately filled with a murderous atmosphere.

Looking at the two figures poised for battle, Zheng Zhan said in a deep voice, "Both sides, step back."

Pudu Chang smiled faintly, turned around, and walked toward one end of the Competition Arena.

Tang Ya likewise turned and headed toward her own side of the arena. Her movements were exceptionally gentle, as if she were floating forward, with hardly any rise or fall in her body.

"The match begins."

As Unbreakable Douluo's declaration rang out, Tang Ya did not rush forward. Her expression was utterly indifferent as she walked step by step toward Pudu Chang. She was not moving quickly, but with every step she took, the dark-blue radiance emanating from her body intensified.

That dark-blue glow set off her stunning beauty, giving her the imposing aura of a queen.

Pudu Chang seemed to have had the same idea. He too walked toward Tang Ya at an unhurried pace.

For a time, the atmosphere above the Competition Arena became strange. Both sides leisurely approached one another, as though this tournament meant nothing to them.

Though the two had yet to fight, the invisible killing intent between them was even more suffocating. It was like tangible blades, slicing through every particle in the air and making the surrounding temperature seem to drop