But whether he wanted to go or not, Jun Tianlin still had to accept fate's arrangements.
But just before the token in his hand emitted its golden light, Jun Tianlin made a move that even Zhang Yana had not anticipated.
Jun Tianlin swiftly kissed Zhang Yana on the cheek, leaving behind a smear of saliva, before being teleported away.
"Ahhhhh! You bastard!" Zhang Yana had not felt it at first and had only been left dumbfounded. Then she felt something wet on her face, touched it with her hand, and completely lost it.
Jun Tianlin had already been teleported onto the enormous arena. He even turned back toward Zhang Yana and made a face at her.
Zhang Xiao, standing opposite him, was about to go mad. What kind of behavior was this? He had absolutely no respect for his opponent!
But someone as "polite" as Jun Tianlin would definitely respect his opponent.
He slowly turned around and looked at his opponent.
If he remembered correctly, this guy was called Zhang Xiao, right? He was around 1.75 meters tall, a good deal shorter than himself. Jun Tianlin nodded in satisfaction.
Then he looked at Zhang Xiao's face. He was not as handsome as Jun Tianlin either, prompting another satisfied nod.
Then he examined Zhang Xiao's strength. Peak early-stage Lesser Heavenly God, even on the verge of breaking through to the middle stage. His cultivation was a little higher than Jun Tianlin's? Jun Tianlin was somewhat displeased.
"Zhang Xiao." The man opposite Jun Tianlin cupped his fists, as though introducing himself.
"Jun Tianlin." Jun Tianlin merely waved his hand as he replied. The other man cupped his fists, and he waved?
Was he telling Zhang Xiao that there was no need to salute? It was useless anyway—he would still be blasted away