On the battle platform.
Tang Liren stood with his hands behind his back, wearing a Purple Python Robe and a Purple Gold Crown. His exceptionally handsome face caused many young women in the crowd to scream obsessively.
With his strength and status, he could be considered a standout among the younger generation of the East Victory Kingdom, even the number one, without exaggeration. Naturally, this admiration arose in the hearts of many young women.
"With your strength, originally getting third place should have been no problem. However, you have not recognized your own worth and dare to challenge me."
Tang Liren's cold gaze fell upon Wang Ruoxie as he spoke.
Although Wang Ruoxie's challenge was in line with his own expectations, it was apparent that Wang felt he could defeat him and claim the title of number one, which was, in itself, a kind of insult to Tang Liren.
"Third place?"
