Across the platform, Yong Wu sneered as he folded his sleeves and summoned his flame with a clap of his palms.
A roaring surge of crimson flames erupted from his hands, caressing the edges of his cauldron as the temperature around him soared.
The head coordinator, who was the overseer of the match nodded his head slightly 'I know Zhao Tian and how merciless he is... I heard about this man's doing in the marriage hall.'
'But this is Alchemy, and I think this will be a one-sided match for Yong Wu.'
'But again, a man like Zhao Tian is not a fool to challenge someone with an Empyrean Deity badge... I wonder what trick he has under his sleeve.'
Zhao Tian extended his hand, and a small orange flame appeared on his palm, burning brightly.
Huh? The head coordinator's eyes shrank slightly in surprise 'This aura... no it's definitely not an Empyrean flame, but why am I sensing this weird purity from it.'
A smile appeared on his face 'Guess it won't be a one-sided match after all.'
