What a handsome pose!
The line's tone is high enough!
If only Ma Ran's stiff arm wasn't pushing against my head—Su Qiangwei thought.
"Seriously!"
"At least give me a stage for a solo performance!"
The girl felt her head hurt from Ma Ran's arm poking, holding her crown with both hands, she mumbled softly, "As expected of you, Ma Ran! There's no one in the world more titanium-alloyed straight than you!"
Standing at the pinnacle of the throne, the Martial God grants the ignorant the right to challenge...
What a perfect scene to shine in front of people!
All because of Ma Ran, this guy with zero emotional intelligence!
The mood was instantly ruined!
The accompanying translator slightly modified Su Qiangwei's words and conveyed them to Li Xuanxun.
"Challenge the 'Martial God'?"
Li Xuanxun's heart skipped a beat.
Fighting Ma Ran was okay, though he claimed to be a National Guardian level, in reality, it was only because of his strategic value.
