First Round: Qilin vs. Hao Ri

"Kid, don't get too full of yourself. It's true that you're very strong, but just as you said, besides clouds, the sky also has the sun—and even the moon at night."

Chen Xin Jie meant that there were many geniuses in this world, like the clouds drifting through the sky, but only a handful were truly formidable. He hoped Luo Ze would learn restraint instead of being so arrogant.

Naturally, Luo Ze understood the metaphor. He did not let it slide and immediately shot back.

"I have plenty of words in my dictionary, but the words 'restraint' aren't among them. I have this kind of strength, so why can't I be proud of it? Am I supposed to learn humility instead?"

Perhaps feeling that Luo Ze was too stubborn, Chen Xin Jie said no more. Instead, he strode to the drawing box and pressed the button first.

This also meant that their side would reveal its combatant first.

Luo Ze was not in a hurry. Since the other side had already exposed its weakness, what was wrong with waiting patiently for an opportunity to break through?

A moment later, the name of the Number One War God appeared on the giant screen, drawing cheers from everyone present.

That was Hao Ri Douluo of the Temple of War God. Aside from the Hall Master and Vice Hall Master, he possessed a cultivation of Rank 98 and stood only one step away from becoming a Limit Douluo.

Without exaggeration, aside from his cultivation and Battle Armor, this Number One War God was almost no different from the previous two.

Seeing his own name, Hao Ri felt little reaction. In his eyes, only Luo Ze and that silver-haired woman could truly threaten him.

Everyone else was merely passing clouds, not worth mentioning.

Meanwhile,