The battle zone was huge, like a huge stadium. The surroundings were filled with seats. Other than the participants who had been teleported here, there were also quite a number of students from other universities who had been teleported in to watch the battle.
Chu Yunfan's eyes lit up and he appeared in the ring. He heard thunderous shouts and cheers coming from every direction. It was no different from reality.
In front of him, another figure was also transmitted into the ring. It was a youth clad in white ancient Chinese clothing. The youth held a long sword in his hand, giving off a terrifying cold aura.
There was an arrogant expression on this youth's face. He looked at Chu Yunfan and did not recognize Chu Yunfan. He said in a straightforward manner, "Just surrender. Don't waste either of our time."
This youth was extremely overbearing from the start, asking Chu Yunfan to surrender from the get-go.