Bing Li looked at Hu Haoran, his expression suddenly turning unpleasant.
He ranked tenth, and his strength was originally the weakest.
Previously, he had provoked Ye Wu and suffered significant injuries.
Although he had been diligently healing in the past few days and had almost recovered, he was still not at his peak.
Anyone else challenging him would be fine, but Hu Haoran, who had recently called him brother, now unhesitatingly stood up to challenge him.
Ha, this is the gentlemanly Hu Haoran.
Bing Li's so-called friends couldn't help but cast cold glances at Hu Haoran.
Hu Haoran seemed entirely unaffected, speaking warmly, "Mr. Bing, your injuries aren't fully healed, and defending the arena is a strenuous task. Forcing yourself to defend might worsen your condition. Why not let me defend this arena for you!"
As he spoke, Hu Haoran stepped onto the arena.
