At the fundamental level, everyone is of the same rank.
At most, the control power over the rules might be a bit better than mine.
In such battles, Zhang Feng had roughly simulated this in the virtual small building where only the rules differed from reality.
With his energy being infinite, so was his own self.
So if he knows some rules, it doesn't matter.
Specifically, it's like both he and I are two inextinguishable flames.
His flame can transform into a long sword, a fire sword, and then relentlessly slash at me.
But after he slashes, I still remain in the shape of a flame.
Unless.
If his energy isn't infinite, then I truly can defeat him, making the world devoid of the Way.
Conversely, if I had just become an Immortal, or the Yang Spirit had only cultivated for millions of years, with only a black hole's worth of energy in myself.
He, however, is comparable to a universe.
Then let's play a revival match.
