"The contest shall be decided by three moves starting now."
Mu Chen nodded in agreement.
Long Qingchen also agreed without hesitation.
Prince Tu, standing beside, hesitated, wanting to stop Long Qingchen.
He and Long Qingchen were friends, and he really didn't want to see Long Qingchen leap into the fire pit.
Earlier, like Long Qingchen, he had thought that Xin Lin's cultivation was mediocre.
But then, why was Mu Chen so confident in her?
Fengdong's Third Young Master – who was that but a notorious genius?
He was not only powerful but also cunning and deceitful, with countless people having fallen to his schemes.
How could one possibly win a bet against him?
Could it be that this young lady possessed some extraordinary talents?
Prince Tu couldn't help but feel shocked.
Suddenly, there was an uproar from the arena.
Mu Chen and Long Qingchen turned their heads.
Xin Lin swayed and was forced to retreat several steps by the Wind Claw Fire Cat.
