"This Wu Liangchen, however, is quite a surprise. I initially thought he was a Martial Artist who got by on pure talent. But now it seems he's not only exceptionally talented but also extremely intelligent. Most importantly, his composure is simply astonishing."
Hearing this, Yan Jun snorted and sneered at the man. "I didn't realize you thought so highly of this Wu Liangchen."
"I'm merely stating a fact," the man said with a smile.
"What good is 'high praise'? Anyone who cannot be used by me can be killed!" As he spoke, a thick killing intent surfaced on Yan Jun's face.
Although Yan Jun's martial arts skills weren't anything special, years of wielding great power had naturally cultivated an imposing, arrogant air about him.
But the man was completely unaffected. Instead, his gaze remained fixed on the battlefield outside as he suddenly said, "It's starting!"
Yan Jun whipped his head around to look, and sure enough, the situation on the field had changed again.
