Compared to Hun Yan, who is ten meters tall, bathed in flames, and exudes an overbearing aura, Rong appears much calmer. He is dressed in animal skins, carrying a giant axe on his back, with disheveled hair, resembling a wild man.
Rong stands quietly on the arena, barefoot, with clear and deep eyes, quietly looking at Ying Yue. His voice is bright as he says, "You can make the first move!"
Ying Yue scrutinizes him intently, nods slightly, and says, "You're much stronger than that big fool Hun Yan. No wonder you secured first place!"
Upon hearing Ying Yue's praise, Rong's face remains as tranquil as a well, revealing no hint of joy or anger, as calm as a deep pool.
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"Rong is entering the arena. Can he defeat Ying Yue?"
"I doubt it. Rong and Hun Yan are both 32 series Immortal. Even if Rong is stronger, the difference is limited, while Ying Yue could instantly kill Hun Yan. How many moves can Rong withstand?"
"Hopefully Rong won't be instantly defeated again!"
