"Esteemed brother, may I ask how to address you? My name is Zhu Ronglian, and I am from the Zhu Rong Clan." With a face slightly pale, Zhu Ronglian turned to look at Zhu Bufan and gave an extremely forced smile, then spoke to Zhu Bufan.
"My name is Zhu Bufan." Although Bufan didn't understand why Zhu Ronglian suddenly came over to introduce himself, he was somewhat concerned about what Zhu Ronglian had mentioned.
"Zhu Bufan, is it?" As soon as the words fell, a loud noise came from the arena. Then, everyone saw that the winner and loser had been decided on the arena. The victor, covered in wounds, was barely standing, while the loser lay severely injured on the ground, looking like it would take at least ten days and a half a month to heal.
