It Was Destiny After All...

After hearing the somewhat humorous exchange between Tian Wudao and Shangguan Leiting, this should have been a joyous occasion, yet not a single person dared to laugh.

Was this still a tournament...? This had practically reached the point of fighting to the death, hadn't it?

Still, listening to their intermittent conversation, everyone could tell that Tian Wudao and Shangguan Leiting actually had quite a good relationship.

And most importantly, there were their techniques.

They had clearly reached the fifth level, something ordinary mid-stage Lesser Heavenly God experts simply could not unleash!

Not only were the spectators shocked, but even the contestants seated below—around ten thousand of them—trembled.

Not to mention anything else, among these ten thousand people, there were not even three who would dare claim with certainty that they could defeat the two men on the stage.

Seeing the two of them fight here, they were all extremely pleased regardless of the outcome. At the very least, Ouyang Xiongfeng, the Second Elder of the Takamagahara Holy Land Council of Elders, had yet to mention any so-called "special passage" that could grant entry into Takamagahara Holy Land.

So only the victor could advance to the next round!

Their gazes returned to the enormous fighting platform. The thunderbolt as thick as a water barrel had already descended from the sky.

Looking closely, it was not merely a single bolt of lightning. Countless tiny lightning serpents swirled around it as well, seeming to hiss and roar as they glared furiously at Tian Wudao below.

At that moment, the white light in Tian Wudao's hand slowly expanded before shooting straight into the heavens!

As though it wished to compete with the heavens themselves in height! It yielded not in the slightest!

"I take back what I said earlier. I don't have a fifty-percent