You All, Come at Me Together!
Wen Yuanjia walked toward the arena with a cold sneer on his face.
His heart was brimming with confidence. Although it had not been easy for Lin Bai, at the eighth level of the Profound Martial Realm, to defeat Qi Shaolong, it still did not earn Wen Yuanjia's regard.
After all, Wen Yuanjia could now say that he was utterly confident in his own cultivation.
In the entire outer sect, aside from Qi Xuan, he could be said to have no opponent!
"Lin Bai is being far too arrogant, isn't he? He actually wants to challenge Senior Brother Wen Yuanjia, who is at the first level of the Profound Martial Realm."
"I think he's courting death. He's gotten swollen with pride. He thinks that because he defeated Qi Shaolong at the ninth level of the Profound Martial Realm, he can defeat Wen Yuanjia at the first level too."
"Heh heh, he's simply courting death!"
Many Divine Alliance warriors watched Lin Bai with cold sneers, impatient to see him die at Wen Yuanjia's hands!
Wen Yuanjia stepped onto the arena. With a cold look on his face, he sneered at Lin Bai. "I have to admit, reaching your current level in just three short months was indeed no easy feat. But it's still not enough!"
"In front of me, you don't even have the qualifications to draw your sword."
Wen Yuanjia let out a cold laugh, and his aura erupted with a boom.
"One sword to kill you!"
Lin Bai glanced at Wen Yuanjia with disdain and suddenly drew his sword. The true qi within him churned the wind and clouds of heaven and earth; the sky changed color, the sun and moon dimmed, and it was as though doomsday had descended upon the world.