Once More

Watching Liu Wuji get teleported away before he could even finish speaking, Jun Tianlin found it rather amusing.

But in Jun Tianlin's eyes, Liu Wuji was a weakling.

Although he could be considered exceptionally strong among early-stage Lesser Heavenly Gods, and even possessed some ability to challenge opponents above his level.

But that only meant fighting ordinary mid-stage Lesser Heavenly God experts.

Not late-stage Lesser Heavenly God experts, or especially monstrous mid-stage Lesser Heavenly God experts.

Besides, this man was absolutely no match for the first man in white robes from before—Wang Tian.

A person's temperament could largely be seen through their words and behavior.

When Wang Tian came before Jun Tianlin, he had been neither arrogant nor impatient. He had looked forward to exchanging moves with the strong and simply making an acquaintance.

But Liu Wuji had come up boasting about being the Liu Clan's second young master.

Pah. Who the hell cares what you are? That was what Jun Tianlin truly wanted to say.

Meanwhile, Ouyang Xiongfeng, the Second Elder of the Takamagahara Holy Land Elders' Council, had already left the arena and was waiting nearby again.

No one knew how this match would turn out.

However, Jun Tianlin saw through the strength of both men at a glance.

His brow glowed faintly, and his gaze sharpened. The Eye of Fate, open!

In an instant, the flow, speed, and density of spiritual power within their bodies became perfectly clear to Jun Tianlin.

They were both early-stage Lesser Heavenly God experts.

Liu Wuji stood at the peak of the early Lesser Heavenly God stage, while the black-robed Yu Zhiwen facing him was equally matched with him—he, too, was at the peak of the early Lesser Heavenly God stage.

However, judging from their expressions, Jun Tianlin had already guessed the