The Uninteresting Grand Competition Continues!

For a competition with absolutely no suspense, Jun Tianlin found it utterly boring.

Others could not see through Wang Tian's strength, but Jun Tianlin could.

And he saw it far too clearly—clear enough to discern the flow of spiritual energy within Wang Tian's body, even the speed at which it moved.

If Jun Tianlin wished, he could even slowly use his Origin Heaven Chaos Art to deduce the cultivation technique Wang Tian practiced.

Of course, that would require the technique to be astonishing enough to pique Jun Tianlin's interest.

But what technique could possibly attract Jun Tianlin? Perhaps the one cultivated by Amaterasu Omikami, master of the Takamagahara Holy Land, might barely catch his eye. After all, Jun Tianlin's own Origin Heaven Chaos Art already stood at the very pinnacle of this God Realm.

It had been formed from the Great Chaos Art, which possessed the potential to advance into the Divine Lord stage, combined with the Origin Heaven Nine Revolutions that had formed when heaven and earth first came into being.

He truly could not think of what use Jun Tianlin would have for someone else's cultivation technique. To simply study it for reference? Jun Tianlin did not have that kind of spare time for now. If he had to give a reason, he would probably just look at it for amusement. After all, he had nothing better to do.

At that moment, Ouyang Xiongfeng, the Second Elder of the Takamagahara Holy Land's Council of Elders, once again left the enormous martial arena.

He handed the battlefield over to Wang Tian and Wu Qidi.

Wang Tian was still as he had been before: somewhat cold in temperament, quiet and sparing with words. Dressed in white robes, he was fairly tall as well, only slightly shorter than Jun Tianlin.

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