King Sairen brought Zhang Fan and Pangu to a vast arena. Every seat was occupied, and many people who had nowhere to sit simply hovered in midair.
Zhang Fan was surprised. Apparently, hovering in the air was one of their abilities; they just rarely used it.
Zhang Fan flew into the air as well and smiled at King Sairen. "You can begin whenever you're ready, King Sairen."
King Sairen felt utterly insulted. Was Zhang Fan telling him to make the first move?
King Sairen glared at Pangu. A veteran of countless battles, he knew perfectly well that although this monster appeared motionless, he was already prepared to fight.
"Hahaha! If King Sairen doesn't dare attack, then let Pangu go first."
King Sairen seethed. Zhang Fan had left him no room to get a word in.
Just as he was about to attack, Pangu appeared in front of him. King Sairen hurriedly dodged, only to discover that Pangu was so fast he had already reappeared on his left.
A single punch sent King Sairen flying over a hundred meters, slamming him into the edge of the arena.
The spectators in the stands gasped. They had never expected their strongest king to be knocked flying.
King Sairen roared, unleashing a powerful surge of energy as a faint white glow enveloped his body.
He streaked toward Pangu as a beam of white light, and Pangu became another beam of white light. All anyone could see in the arena were two white streaks colliding, accompanied by thunderous crashes.
The spectators had no idea what was happening. Only Zhang Fan watched the sky calmly.
He marveled inwardly. *King Sairen is actually this strong? He can fight Pangu to a standstill. If he survives another brush with death, even I might not be able to beat