The competition started again.
"Hey, old man, I already tried to persuade you, but you insisted on coming, making things really difficult for me." The voice of the Ghost Lolita sounded eerily strange.
"Since you're determined to court death, I'll have to fulfill your wish. Show your weapon!"
"I don't need a weapon; my hands are my most formidable weapon!" Iron Hand Shura declared with confidence.
Although the Ghost Lolita made him uneasy, he wasn't someone who could be easily overwhelmed.
Moreover, at this moment, the Ghost Lolita hadn't revealed her true aura.
If the oppressive force of a Saint Realm expert were released.
Iron Hand Shura wouldn't even dare to step onto the stage.
"This exchange competition adheres to the principle of friendship first, competition second. I hope everyone stops at the right point and strictly prohibits causing disability or death to the opponent!"
