After securing the items handed by Yang Tao, Ling Chen looked up at Wang Hao on the stage, took a deep breath, and then walked towards the stage.
Today's martial arts competition was the final match, and the winner would be the ultimate victor, receiving the Nine Elements Pill as a prize.
Therefore, this match was not arranged with a referee; the numerous onlooking audience members sufficed as watchers. Besides, as long as no lives were taken, there were hardly any strict rules and limitations.
Upon reaching the stage, Ling Chen stood at a corner and directly faced Wang Hao, cupping his hands in a greeting.
However, Wang Hao paid him no heed and said indifferently, "If I were you, I would surrender proactively. This match is meaningless, why waste everyone's time?"
