Liu Junru recognized Baled, and Baled naturally recognized Liu Junru as well, since both were representatives of their sects.
Baled glanced at the demon race's troops spread across the sky in a strict formation, his eyes narrowing slightly.
"Liu Junru!"
Liu Junru spoke coldly, "Baled, it seems our numbers and strength are roughly equal right now. Are you prepared for this battle?"
With a grin, Baled responded boastfully, "Of course, we fight! Such a rare opportunity to encounter you, how could I not fight!"
Liu Junru snorted coldly, "In a battle where forces are evenly matched, no matter who wins, the price paid will certainly not be small!"
Baled's right fist brutally smashed into his left palm, producing a sharp echo of bursting qi force, "To win, one naturally has to pay a price! For the tribe, warriors fear no sacrifice!"
Liu Junru's expression was hesitant, seemingly still doubtful about the wisdom of fighting this battle, his resolution wavering.
