He did not know this defender at all.
Yet the other party had actually called him out by name?
Soon, he saw Fu Zhenhai in the crowd to the right sneering at him, mockery in his eyes, like a lofty king looking down upon an ant.
Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and immediately understood.
So this defender had been arranged by Fu Zhenhai!
However, he was already eager to get onto the stage. Even if the other party had not provoked him, he would have gone up on his own.
Just as he was about to step onto the stage, Fu Zhenhai and Huang Yingying walked over.
"Weren't you acting very arrogant just now? Do you dare play with one of my men now?" Fu Zhenhai looked proud, a faint smile on his face.
His black hair draped over his shoulders, his sword-like brows framed star-bright eyes, and he held a silver fan in his hand. A faint immortal radiance flowed over his body. Standing before Xiao Chen and meeting his gaze directly, he carried an air of supremacy, with none of the embarrassed awkwardness from when Ye Jin had publicly slapped him across the face.
He said this because he feared Xiao Chen would shrink back at the last moment and simply admit defeat.
The man he had arranged was at the third level of the Grandmaster Realm, enough to suppress Xiao Chen.
The Heaven's Pride Battle King Tournament rules stated that one could refuse a challenge, but the price was forfeiting that match.
He did not want Xiao Chen to leave alive!
Xiao Chen remained expressionless. He tilted his head and glanced at Fu Zhenhai, then turned into a streak of light, shot into the air, landed on the arena, and stood before the defender who had