This unprecedented Martial Arts Tournament for Marriage had finally reached this point: the final decisive battle.
With the host's announcement, the crowd's enthusiasm was completely ignited. Everyone widened their eyes, eager to witness this historic moment.
Although the arena was fully enclosed, with a thick layer of iron plating alone, it did not hinder the spectators. Numerous live broadcasts operated both inside and outside, publicly displaying clear footage. No matter where one sat, everything could be seen distinctly.
The fourth round had officially begun, yet the two contestants did not immediately make a move, remaining where they stood.
Gongsun Wushuang looked at Fan Lang with contempt, considering how many moves he should let his opponent have. Once Fan Lang had exhausted every means at his disposal, Gongsun Wushuang would strike and defeat him in one blow, displaying the absolute gap between them to the world. Only then could he embellish his reputation as the Universe's Number One Genius.
If he traded blows with Fan Lang and appeared to be struggling, it would be far too beneath him. Gongsun Wushuang could not accept that at all.
"Make your move already! I'm waiting! Once I kill you, I'll carry off the Princess Luoshen and marry her that very day. Then I'll have my way with her and see what she tastes like," Gongsun Wushuang said contemptuously.
Fan Lang's gaze sharpened. The killing intent around him instantly surged to its limit, making the ground beneath his feet tremble and space twist with creaking sounds. His opponent's words had touched his reverse scale.
The things Gongsun Wushuang had said before did not mean much to Fan Lang, but those last two sentences had mentioned the Princess Luoshen. That changed everything.
"If you want to die, I'll grant your wish. Let me tell you in