章 1111: Beauty like that of a Portrait

"Skymist Zhu."

Skymist Jiang called a name out. A young man then appeared before him. This man had very fine brows and extremely sharp eyes, and he was radiating an aura akin to a supremely sharp sword.

"Go on up." Skymist Jiang commanded. Skymist Zhu stepped up on the battle platform and stood before Qin Wentian.

"Do your best during this spar, life and death will be determined by one's own abilities." Skymist Jiang spoke again. Right now, he no longer concealed his enmity. Everyone present knew that Skymist Jiang wanted to kill Qin Wentian.

Qin Wentian's existence spoiled Skymist Jiang's plans completely. If there was no Qin Wentian, he would have already made the juniors of the Evergreen Immortal Empire die right here in their imperial palace, giving them a deep lesson and continue diminishing the prestige of the Evergreen Immortal Empire.