All the spectators followed Ji Juechen's movements and turned around in unison, looking toward the opponent who had made the Sword Fanatic voluntarily request a battle. They could not help freezing for a moment, their eyes filling with astonishment.
Ji Juechen had become the star attraction of the open-air arena partly because of his formidable strength, but also because of his handsome face. Yet the person before them now had an entirely different style from Ji Juechen—a face even more exquisitely beautiful than his.
The young man stood there as though absorbing the radiance of the vast sun. His golden eyes gleamed with spirit, and his brilliant golden hair flowed like light. Holy, radiant, warm—those were the unquestionably positive words that surfaced in everyone's minds.
"Big Sis, if this handsome guy and Ji Juechen both pursued me, who should I choose?"
Fantasy time had arrived. The young girl who had previously regarded Ji Juechen as the man of her dreams began imagining things.
Upon hearing that, her sister silently mocked her. You should wake up already!
Why would those two peerlessly handsome men ever want to pursue a Rank Two Soul Engineer like you?
Ling Bai had not expected Ji Juechen to pull this stunt in public. But upon careful recollection, when Ji Juechen's sword intent had surged, the Seven Kill Sword Intent within him seemed to have stirred for an instant. This sharp-eyed Sword Fanatic had apparently noticed it, which was why he had suddenly changed targets and challenged him.
"Ji! Juechen!"
Before Ling Bai could respond, the Rank Seven Soul Engineer on the open-air arena could no longer hold back. Every strand of his short hair stood up like steel needles, making his head resemble a porcupine covered in spikes. He was clearly furious beyond measure.
Even at