The Ruler of the Night
Tournaments(8)

"Fu Ning!"

"Nuwa!"

The two friends ran and embraced each other in the middle of the arena.

The spectators who saw the scene became washed away and gulped their saliva.

- Are the two angels really going to fight?

I don't want to see them hurt each other....

who the hell, the ruthless guy who made this tournament?

"I see your style still hasn't changed, you still love Baek Tian right?"

"Fu-Fu Ning!"

Xiao Nuwa yelled there, his face red because of his friend. Fu Ning who saw him laughed, it had been a long time since they had met and spoken like this.

It reminded Fu Ning as the two talked and played together in the past. If only Baek Tian and Tang Zihan had not been hostile towards each other, then it was likely that they would have become more familiar just like when they were little.

"I've slept with Tang Zihan, what about you, has there been any progress with your relationship?"

"A-A... What's?"

It just happened, Fu Ning's origin mouth was still the same as it used to be. When he thought back to what he had said, Fu Ning covered his mouth while facing back with reddened ears.

'What did I say?!'

He regretted his actions.

The referee came to the middle of the arena, Fu Ning and Xiao Nuwa then said their greetings to each and mentioned their names.

The match instantly opened with two people giving off the aura of a Grand Master stage. Xiao Nuwa there did not expect that Fu Ning had gained enlightenment and ascended to the same stage as him.

"Fu Ning, you..."

"It's not just you that's developing, from this moment on I'm going after all of you geniuses."

The memories of fighting the Four Heavenly Dragons one year ago were enough to make Fu Ning swallow a bitter pill of reality.

He was unable to do anything back then and even lagged far behind his childhood friend Xiao Nuwa.

Now he has the power to do so. Fu Ning would not make memories like before.

He will grow and become stronger.

"Red Poenix Style,"

"Blue Poeniks Style,"

The reason why Xiao Nuwa and Fu Ning were called two birds from the south was because they had martial arts as if they were two Poenix birds in the legends.

"The Poenix Flame Tongue!"

"Frozen Wing Poeniks!"

The two opposing energies met, fire against ice.

Not stopping there, Xiao Nuwa and Fu Ning exchanged attacks with all their might. No one wants to give up.

Sometimes Fu Ning pressured Xiao Nuwa and sometimes vice versa. Their battles were both entertaining as well as thrilling to watch. The spectators were curious as to who the female who would stand at the very end.

"Red Poenik Style, Terrible Fire Claws!''

"Blue Poenik Style, Terrible Frozen Claws!''

Both of them issued their own ultimate moves. The technique consumed half the qi energy in their bodies, which were now empty.

Fire and Ice negated each other there, the impact of their attacks could both be seen from the reaction of the spectators shivering in coldness and sweating in heat simultaneously.

The referee went into the smoke because of the limited visibility.

"It's..."

He found the fight was over there. The referee immediately shook his hands and the smoke disappeared.

the winner of the fight is....

- Nothing? None of them stood up!

both are lying on the ground.

The fight was decided on balance and no one advanced to the next round.