"Did you see that?"
"All the young masters and ladies below are betting on me winning!" Huang Zhe said proudly.
"Oh, so what?" Zhao Yu said indifferently.
"What about it? Ha ha ha! They think that I will definitely win the battle. Between the two of us, you stand no chance!"
The corners of Huang Zhe's mouth curled up, and his eyes were filled with ridicule.
"Do you think that you can do whatever you want just because you've swallowed the immortal medicine and obtained some supernatural ability?!"
"Country bumpkin, today, I'll let you experience the true power of this world!"
As he spoke, Huang Zhe took out four small flags that were only a dozen centimeters from his pocket. He threw them, and the small flags actually flew to the four corners of the arena automatically.
This was the magic artifact from the foreign land?