"Ye Xiwen and Jun Dingtian were finally going to face each other. I heard the two of them already had a grudge, and they arrived at the Transformation God Abyss at nearly the same time. Now, both of them were qualified to contend for the championship!"
"What a pity. Among the several thousand people who could participate in these matches, every single one was a peerless genius, a supreme talent in their respective worlds. Yet the only two who made it this far were these two!"
"Still, I favor Jun Dingtian more. Ye Xiwen might be formidable, but how could he possibly be mentioned in the same breath as a reincarnated god? It looks like Jun Dingtian had this victory in the bag!"
"Not necessarily. Even if he was a reincarnated god, that did not mean he could cultivate back into a god. Besides, hadn't he yet to prove the Dao anew?"
"This Ye Xiwen was no ordinary man either. What genius, what Peak Myth Realm—before him, they were all laughable jokes, utterly unable to withstand even a single exchange!"
The crowd discussed heatedly. Although the tenth round was still underway, this was the only battle that truly held everyone's attention.
As the bell signaling the start of the match rang out, Ye Xiwen and Jun Dingtian entered the Battle Arena almost one after the other.
"Ye Xiwen, I never expected you to make it this far. You have truly exceeded my expectations!" Jun Dingtian stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his words brimming with boundless confidence.
He was like a living god walking the earth.
"You made it to the final round, so why couldn't I?" Ye Xiwen sneered. "What a pity this is only the Virtual World. Otherwise, you would not live to see tomorrow's sun!"