Jun Dingtian slowly appeared, but everyone was still reeling in shock. Wu Ziyu had actually died—truly died—at Ye Xiwen's hands, right before everyone's eyes.
Everyone could imagine that once news of this reached the outside world, it would immediately turn the heavens and earth upside down.
Wu Ziyu alone might have been insignificant, but he was connected to another peerless prodigy, Wu Zimo.
The bond between the brothers Wu Ziyu and Wu Zimo had been extremely close. Since Wu Zimo was so much older than Wu Ziyu, rather than brothers, it was more accurate in a sense to say that the elder brother had been like a father.
The two sides had already borne deep grudges, and now Wu Ziyu had died at Ye Xiwen's hands. How could Wu Zimo possibly let this rest? He would likely come charging over at once, no longer giving Hidden Valley any face.
This would probably be another collision on the scale of a great earthquake.
Only then did everyone's attention finally shift away from the dead Wu Ziyu and onto Jun Dingtian. A clash between Hidden Valley's two peerless geniuses—what could be more eye-catching than that?
"Is Ye Xiwen finally going to face Jun Dingtian? I heard they fought before, and Ye Xiwen won every time. Now that Jun Dingtian has made another move, he must already be completely certain of victory!"
"Jun Dingtian's reputation has flourished over these years, and the experts he has defeated could fill carts and measure by the bushel. But Ye Xiwen was already hailed as the number one of the present generation several centuries ago, and he even defeated Jun Dingtian before. Looking at it this way, their odds are probably no more than fifty-fifty!"
"You've improved quite a bit compared to before," Jun Dingtian said coldly,