"She ranked tenth among those under ten thousand years old. Doesn't that mean Li Tianming's current combat strength is already in the top ten?"
"That can't exactly be said. Compared to Wei Wuji, Li Tianming is more like an enhanced version of her. Whether it was his summoned creatures or his own combat strength, he had her beaten by a head. That suppression left Wei Wuji with no advantage at all."
"But if Li Tianming encounters a true third-order Dao Ancestor who is a powerful genius in single combat, and that person makes use of her own advantages, Li Tianming may still find it difficult to win."
Li Muyun and Tower Master Mo Yu were still fairly quick to accept the situation. After all, they had witnessed even grander scenes before, so they soon adapted. The shock on their faces was no longer quite so exaggerated.
Li Muyun let out a long breath, while Tower Master Mo Yu felt as though he had survived a disaster.
Mo Huan said thankfully, "Thank goodness, thank goodness. Tianming is fine now. There shouldn't be any more opponent in this batch of trial-takers who can match him."
"I originally thought the two of them could reach an agreement and act separately. Who would've thought Wei Wuji would be so overbearing and insist on determining a victor against Tianming? Satisfied now, are you?" Mo Huan said indignantly.
Among the many tower masters in the monitoring hall, Mo Bailian secretly used the Communication Star Tower to contact the outside world. With Tower Master Mo Yu present, she didn't dare act too brazenly.
Mo Bailian said timidly, "Great Imperial Preceptor Wei, Young Mistress... Young Mistress has lost."
On the other end of the Communication Star Tower, Wei Tianyu said solemnly, "Did she just finish dealing with Li