"You are outstanding, but actual combat is the only standard for testing one's capital," the Sifang Prefecture God said, his divine might gleaming golden.
"Then may I ask how I am supposed to engage in actual combat? Whom am I to fight?" Li Tianming asked.
He himself felt that, over something as trivial as nominal reputation, the Sifang Prefecture God had actually been stirred into coming forth to question the validity of the assessment. It was already utterly absurd.
If not for Sifang Boyan's claim that this was a clash of principles and there could be no retreat, Li Tianming would have felt that the opposing faction was acting little differently from scoundrels.
But when he recalled how this Sifang Prefecture God had led the people of the Divine Tomb Seat into becoming cannon fodder for attacking the super cosmic ray source, he could understand it. These extremist Primordial Chaos Clan supremacists fundamentally looked down upon and loathed people like Li Tianming. They stood high above all others.
Just bullying you—what are you going to do about it?
After Li Tianming asked that question, someone suddenly stepped out from behind Sifang Nanyang. He was the young representative of this kind of extremist Primordial Chaos Clan supremacist—Sifang Beichen!
A man who, from beginning to end, could not even be bothered to say a word to Li Tianming, yet had snatched away the Supreme Unity Tower while arranging an assassination attempt!
And at this moment, aside from Lan Zheyang, he was the one whose face had suffered the greatest disgrace. After all, he who had always been invincible had been humiliatingly beaten by more than four hundred points!
The moment Li Tianming saw him, he knew that the Sifang Prefecture God's arrival had been strongly demanded by this young master. He was