"Pan Buwang! How dare you speak to the God like this? Are you looking for death?" Everyone in the Owl and Butterfly Divine Kingdom spoke out angrily.
"Pan Buwang, don't think that just because your divine talent surpasses mine, you can act lawlessly. The sky of the Owl Butterfly Divine Kingdom will always belong to the Father God!" Pan Buzhuo said grimly. "Besides, my cultivation has been steadily improving, and each step has been solid. How can you fight me with your current strength?"
After hearing the words of Lord Qi Heng, Pan Buzhuo felt relieved. In this way, his title as the Son of God would not be snatched away. He only needed to work hard to satisfy the people of the Owl Butterfly Kingdom in this Pure Land ranking, and then he could rest assured.
Even if Pan Buwang is a perfect god, it will be of no avail. Everything will be settled.
"Father God, you understand the importance of this ranking, so you should naturally let a stronger person to participate. He is not good enough in front of me." Pan Buwang pointed directly at Pan Buzhuo, his eyes revealing sarcasm and contempt.
"You are indeed so confident. Since you are so confident, I should have arranged a sparring match between you to determine the winner. However, with only three days left before the Fog Sea Competition, if you get injured and your final ranking is affected, you will become a historical sinner of the Owl Butterfly Divine Nation. Therefore, I have to bear with you this time."
Pan Yusheng simply didn't believe that Pan Buwang had such ability. He still remembered that three years ago, his son was wagging his tail and begging for mercy like a dog.
He made himself look like that because of two women. How could such a person achieve anything and how could he be entrusted with important tasks?
"Hahahaha, Lord God Qiheng! Did you ever hesitate at all when you abolished my position as the Son of God? I still remember your words back then." Pan Buwang laughed a little crazily, accusing Pan Yusheng of double standards.
"You said, 'Zhuo'er is exceptionally gifted. Both his godhood and natural talent far surpass Wang'er's. The position of Son of God should be held by the most capable.' With such simple words, you directly sentenced me to death, sending me plummeting from heaven to hell. My mother also died as a result!"
"What are you doing now? Do you feel even a little guilty towards me and my mother? I used to respect and love you, and always looked up to you as a role model, but in return I received only alienation and trampling. Today, I will be my true self and trample upon the Son of God, whom you personally nurtured!"
"Aren't you worried that your injury will affect the rest of the competition? Then use three moves. Within three moves, I will definitely make Pan Buzhuo crawl at my feet!"
Pan Buwang was neither humble nor arrogant. Today, he radiated the light of the Son of God in the past, fearless and unafraid.
Hearing these disrespectful words, Pan Yusheng should have been angry, but this time he was unable to rebuke Pan Buwang. He even felt that he owed his son a lot over the years.
"Since you've said so, let's decide the outcome in three moves. Zhuo'er, this is also a chance to prove your strength. If you win this time, no one will question your status as the Son of God from now on!"
Pan Yusheng turned and spoke to Pan Buzhuo, his eyes filled with hope and satisfaction.
"Yes, Buzhuo will obey the will of Father God." Pan Buzhuo said respectfully, but in his heart he cursed Pan Buwang a hundred times. However, he did not think he would lose, and there was still a sense of confidence lingering in his heart.
The God Qi Heng set up a barrier for the two of them.
"Can't you just die quietly like a dog? Why do you have to bark in front of me?" Pan Buzhuo's whole body was filled with energy. He mobilized all his strength from the beginning and did not intend to hold back.
"You once trampled on me, insulted me, and banished me to the deepest darkness. Thanks to you, my mother is gone, while my dark profound energy has mutated and become stronger than ever before. Now I'll show you the gap between you and me." The dark profound energy burst out from Pan Buwang's body, it was extremely soft and he controlled it perfectly.
Both of them were at the fifth level of the Divine Destruction Realm. After the two of them activated the dark profound energy, Pan Yusheng's face showed confusion. As the God of Qiheng, he was considered the best in the use of dark profound energy at that time, but he saw a beautiful scene in Pan Buwang that he had never seen in his life.
Dark profound power is originally violent and difficult to control, but at this moment in Pan Buwang's body, his dark profound power is so gentle, without any signs of abnormal movement, just like a docile little lamb.
Not even Pan Yusheng has such control power!
Pan Buzhuo felt it most clearly when facing Pan Buwang. The dark power in his body was somewhat out of control, as if he was affected by Pan Buwang. Such a thing was simply unbelievable.
"It's just a trivial trick. There's no way I'll lose!" Pan Buzhuo encouraged himself and immediately raised his fist with all his strength, "Black Magic Fist!"
The dark mysterious power gathered on his right hand, and then he punched out, attacking Pan Buwang.
Pan Buwang curled his lips, the same posture, the same punch, his hands were covered with a thick layer of dark mysterious energy, as if it were real.
Anyone can see that with the same attack move, Pan Buwang's power is much stronger.
The result was the same. When the black magic fists collided, Pan Buzhuo felt like he was hit hard. The dark power in his hand suddenly collapsed. With just one punch, he felt his arm go numb and lost consciousness.
Pan Buwang didn't give the opponent time to react. He instantly rushed over and launched his second move, "Dark Forbidden Zone!"
The dark mystical power transformed into a ruthless giant hand that wrapped around Pan Buzhuo, completely restricting his ability to move, making him unable to move at all.
"Obsidian Phantom Light!"
In the end, Pan Buwang's dark light array shot directly at Pan Buzhuo from the sky without mercy. The scene was like thousands of arrows piercing his heart, extremely terrifying.
“Ahhhhhhh…”
The only sound that could be heard within the barrier was Pan Buzhuo's painful roar. All this happened in an instant. From the first punch between the two sides to the final fall of the obsidian phantom light, only a few breaths had passed.
Both of them were at the fifth level of the Divine Destruction Realm, but the gap between them was as huge as a chasm. The winner was decided after just a few encounters.
Pan Buzhuo fell to the ground covered in blood, gasping for breath like a stray dog. Pan Buwang walked up to him, raised his right foot and stepped hard on his cheek, just like Pan Buzhuo had stepped on him that year.
When God Qi Heng saw this scene, he did not stop it, but slowly closed his eyes. The lightning-fast confrontation just now shocked his heart and soul. A person who only existed in his imagination, who possessed a perfect godhead and could completely control the dark mysterious power, was actually standing before his eyes.
"Pan Buwang will be the only Son of God of my Xiaodie Divine Kingdom from now on! His words are like my orders, and no one shall disobey!"
Everyone in the Owl Butterfly Divine Kingdom looked at each other, equally shocked by the result. They all knelt down, prostrating themselves before the new Son of God, expressing their loyalty, fearing that the other party would take revenge on them later. After all, they had mocked and humiliated Pan Buwang quite a bit over the years.
At this moment, no one sympathized with or cared about Pan Buzhuo's life or death, but only showed respect to Pan Buwang.
Mother, I finally got some interest back for you!
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