"Isn't it just a fight?!"
"Three years ago, it only ended in a draw because I let my guard down!"
"In that case, let's fight! Only the victor has the right to speak!"
The Great Brahma Buddha Son spoke, his tiger-like eyes blazing with fury. His imposing aura surged, and the golden light coiling around him glittered with terrifying brilliance.
Yet the Changqing Daoist was no easy opponent either. Yin-Yang Qi circled him, runes flowed, and an ancient aura accompanied him, terrifying beyond measure.
Neither held anything back now. They declared their resolve to fight outright.
In truth, the instant they had stepped into the hall and seen each other, fierce battle intent had surged within them. They had ached to wage an earth-shaking battle against one another.
Three years earlier, they had fought once, and the battle had ended in a draw.
Neither the Great Brahma Buddha Son nor the Changqing Daoist had accepted that outcome. Both desperately wanted to settle who was stronger.
However... back then, they had still been young, and their cultivation had been weak. However unwilling they were to accept it, neither could defeat the other completely, and the battle had ultimately ended in a draw.
Even the powers behind them had not wanted to see such an outcome.
Now, three years had passed. The Changqing Daoist had wandered far and wide, acquiring numerous Daoist inheritances and gaining a far deeper understanding of Daoist arts.
The Great Brahma Buddha Son was no less formidable. He had spent three full years in seclusion, thoroughly studying profound Buddhist Dharma, becoming extraordinarily powerful and imposing.
Moreover, in those three short years, he had awakened many memories of his previous life.
Naturally, he had also comprehended much of the Buddhist Dharma from that life. He had recalled numerous Buddhist