Wang Ruoxie's gaze fixed on the newcomer, thinking to himself that this truly was a case of enemies being destined to meet.
The newcomer was none other than Ling Pojun.
It could be said that between him and Ling Pojun, it was already a fight to the death.
Before entering here, Ling Pojun had been apprehensive about the rules of the trial assembly and dared not make a move on him directly.
But now that they had encountered each other again, the result would probably be either his or the opponent's death.
Of course, given his current cultivation power, he was not at all afraid of the opponent.
"Ah!"
At this moment, a sudden scream rang out.
Ling Pojun's figure abruptly appeared in front of the burly young man, then casually struck him down with a single blow.
"This guy's power is indeed much stronger than others."
Seeing this, Wang Ruoxie's eyes narrowed slightly.
