"The first battle, I wonder who will become my opponent?" Fang Lin stood on the crystal-clear ground, surrounded by formations enveloping the area, which was an independent space constructed by the power of the array and the formidable means of three Emperors.
Here, one could fight to their heart's content without any restraint or disturbance, ensuring absolute fairness.
Fang Lin waited leisurely, looking quite eager, waiting for his opponent to appear.
A moment later, a figure appeared opposite Fang Lin, a young man in a purple robe, looking to be in his twenties, with a calm demeanor. However, Fang Lin could tell this guy was feigning composure.
"Huh? Am I that lucky?" As soon as the young man in the purple robe appeared, he saw Fang Lin.
Seeing how young Fang Lin was, the young man in the purple robe couldn't help but laugh, thinking to himself that he had good luck. His opponent seemed so young; his strength couldn't be that formidable, and he should be able to win.
