"Before entering the trial land, Ji had stepped into the First Sequence... I fear that this trial is about to take an unexpected turn," Lin Tianjun murmured, "Please be prepared, Brother Ji."
"Oh?" Ji Jingqiu grew curious and continued to inquire.
Yet Lin Tianjun merely shook his head, indicating that he was only speculating, for in his earlier years he had been merely a disciple, far from the upper echelon, unable to touch upon the essence of the Ancient Road.
Lin Tianjun rose to his feet, his voice grave:
"I admit that I am no match for Brother Ji, who has already entered the First Sequence, but I still wish to exchange a few moves to grasp the disparity between us."
"Brother Ji, please do not hold back!"
Yuchengkong, standing nearby, was spirited up, knowing that the crucial moment had arrived.
He knew Lin Tianjun's strength very well; even he was not a match for him. If they seriously crossed swords, he would be undoubtedly defeated within a hundred moves.
