[Siming] and the seventh master of the Mo School stood guard at the side gate of Guan Yi City.
The fluctuations of the Primordial Qi between heaven and earth crashed against the old man's face like waves, as he widened his eyes to watch the distant sky, where the golden wind and the crimson flames continuously collided. Xue Daoyong's Martial Arts restrained Yue Qianfeng, but Yue Qianfeng's Red Dragon Dharma Form faintly restrained Xue Daoyong's Geng Metal White Tiger.
Both men were top Martial Artists in this world.
And both had their own compelling reasons to fight, making the brawl difficult to resolve with a clear winner.
The Mo Zhe said gravely, "Siming, can you tell who will win and who will lose?"
The elder first glanced at the Mystic Turtle.
The Mystic Turtle shook its head, indicating it couldn't tell.