Wang Jian took a slow step forward, with his arms hanging down at his sides, and walked towards the still nonchalant Tianzai in front of him.

It was just such an ordinary walk, but Tianzai smelled the vague murderous intent in the wind. He sneered, stood up from the balcony railing, tilted his head and looked down at Wang Jian.

"Since you're so enthusiastic, then come on. It just so happens that I haven't stretched my muscles for a long time, so I'd like to have a good fight..."

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