Under those circumstances, when Silver Dust stared him down and radiated malice with such cold, arrogant disdain, Li Tianming found it hard to hold back.
"The Eightfold Hidden Dragon Spear is worth three hundred million ink starcloud tributes. It's a mid-grade Defiant Dao weapon." Aurora immediately laid bare the threat posed by Silver Dust's Eonic God artifact.
That information, of course, had come from another Silver Dust.
"Almost on par with the Imperially Bestowed True Dragon Token." Li Tianming glanced at Silver Dust's spear. It resembled a silver dragon, dazzling and cold. Its keen tip clearly held a vast amount of chaotic disaster, and the material of its shaft was razor-sharp.
In the Real Universe, the Eightfold Hidden Dragon Spear would probably have been nearly a billion meters long, like a small galaxy.
"No wonder he's so confident!"
Silver Dust was about as talented and as strong as the Feng brothers, but his weapon was a little more extravagant... The Feng brothers each wielded two weapons. Though all four were low-grade Defiant Dao weapons, together they were probably worth over a hundred million.
"A blade of grass dares compare its height to a towering tree?"
Silver Dust said only that to Li Tianming before making his move.
He carried the bloodline of a high-grade Yu strain and stood a full seven minor stages above Li Tianming. His divine body exceeded seven hundred million meters. He had the standing to say it.
The instant the words left his mouth!
Silver Dust held no contempt for his opponent. He had watched Li Tianming defeat Wen Xinyi and Sishen Jing, and he knew exactly how important this battle was!
The Feng brothers had pulled back two matches in a row, but the second round was worth an additional fifteen hundred points. If he