"How could there possibly be a second person like that? The very existence of someone like him was an impossible miracle in this world," the old mage said.
Uchiha Madara rode a golden fire dragon beneath his feet and arrived beside Feis Qianjie. Feis Qianjie could also feel the scorching heat radiating from the enormous golden fire dragon.
Feis Qianjie was only briefly surprised before extending his hands. Several of his fingers suddenly transformed into black tentacled whips, which lashed through the air a few times and scattered the enormous golden fire dragon.
Countless sparks of flame drifted down to the ground, igniting everything around them that could burn.
Uchiha Madara had already expected this result. How could an ancient magical beast of legend be killed by just one move? He knew that his Flame Dragon Song would not have any real effect.
Uchiha Madara's main purpose in using that move had been to get close to Feis Qianjie. He felt that approaching Feis Qianjie out of thin air would make him too obvious. Now, hidden among the scattered flames, he intended to launch a surprise attack.
A black short spike instantly appeared in Uchiha Madara's hand. Without hesitation, he thrust it toward Feis Qianjie like lightning.
Uchiha Madara was incredibly fast—so fast that the people standing atop the city wall could not see what was happening. They could only see a shadow shoot forward like an arrow loosed from a bow.
The old mage's eyes widened as he stared, unable to believe what he was seeing.
He had just said that a second battle mage would never appear in this world, yet one had suddenly appeared before his eyes.
"..." The old mage looked at the old man and said, "Did you see what happened? Did you see that