The person holding a silver spear and battling his opponent was none other than Prince Ji!
His cousin!
Prince Ji also found it incredible that the shameless bastard who stole his grey bat had actually appeared here again?
Dammit!
Truly like a lingering spirit!
Or is he just targeting me?
The Trial Field is so vast, why do you have to run into me?
Prince Ji was feeling annoyed, although it did not affect his battle with his opponent, the very clear expression on his face was caught by his adversary.
His opponent was a youth who looked to be in his thirties, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, but with short hair, wearing a black tight-fitting outfit, looking very spirited. His strength was astonishing, each strike forceful and heavy, easily enough to shatter the void.
The fluctuations emitted could instantly reduce a warrior of the earthly owner realm to ashes.
