It was a meeting between old and young.
The first and possibly second-generation leader of the Ascended Giants faced each other as if destiny had arranged them to meet together.
The Dark Apostle's first impression of the Oscillating Fist was not good.
As strong and heroic as he may appear, he also carried himself as a leader who possessed an absolute right to judge all Ascended Giants, including the upstart that sought to take everything over!
The two Ascended Giants could already sense each other's desire to be in charge, and could not bring themselves to give up power on a voluntary basis.
They were two similar to each other in that aspect.
A mountain could not accommodate two tigers.
Only the strongest tiger would remain.
As for the one that fell short? He would either be forced to leave or lose his life.
There was no other outcome possible. There was no way the Oscillating Fist would happily retire and let a completely different leader pluck all of his hard-earned fruit.
