High in the sky, Su Mo's expression turned grave. Dealing with Xue Juntian at the Martial Venerable realm eighth layer was naturally no challenge for him, but Xue Juntian at the Martial Venerable Realm, Ninth Layer forced him to take things seriously.
At this moment, Xue Juntian stood proudly in the sky, his aura surging like billowing beacon smoke, his powerful presence blanketing heaven and earth.
"Su Mo, you have no chance left!" Xue Juntian glanced at Ju Shen in the distance before fixing his eyes on Su Mo and speaking loudly.
"You think you have me in the bag?" Su Mo asked calmly, neither confirming nor denying it.
"You think you still have a chance?"
Xue Juntian asked with a light laugh. He admitted that his cultivation was now three layers higher than Su Mo's, which was highly unfair. Even if he defeated Su Mo, it would hardly bring him any glory.
But matters had come to this point, and he had no other choice. He could only rely on his powerful cultivation to defeat Su Mo.
Though it would not be particularly glorious, it would be worth it so long as he could claim the championship of the Heavenly Dragon Hegemony.
"The victor has yet to be decided, so do not celebrate too soon!" Su Mo said gravely. After speaking, he turned to look at Ju Shen in the distance.
Ju Shen's expression was solemn, his gaze likewise fixed upon Su Mo. "Su Mo, how about the two of us join forces and defeat Xue Juntian?"
Although they had been opponents before, they were now at a disadvantage. Naturally, they had to join hands against a powerful enemy.
It could be said that in this kind of contest, there were no fixed opponents, only fixed interests.
Hearing this,