"Chen Yu, you're even weaker than I expected," Fu Sanguang said with a smile. "I had assumed you could last a full thirty minutes on the second layer."
Nearby, many people turned their gaze towards Chen Yu. Some looked at him with pity, while others waited eagerly to see him made a fool of.
In the Holy Land, even a single rank in position could be a crushing difference.
Faced with the Silver Emblem Holy Guard Fu Sanguang, Chen Yu had no choice but to endure the humiliation.
"Come on."
Chen Yu approached Fu Sanguang and spoke indifferently.
"What do you want to do?"
Fu Sanguang wore a teasing smile, failing to grasp Chen Yu's intentions.
"Weren't you the one who just said you wanted to decide the outcome with me?" Chen Yu asked.
In an instant, Fu Sanguang's smile froze.
