"Your Majesty, can Chen Tang win?"
On the Vermilion Bird Tower, Du Clan asked with some concern.
After all, Chen Tang also had another identity, which was being the junior brother of Yuan Qingshan, so Du Clan looked at him as if he were looking at his own younger brother.
Yuan Qingshan glanced at the two people exchanging blows on the arena and said in a deep voice, "The fact that Chen Tang can contend with Sang Han head-on means their strength isn't vastly different. He should have a chance of winning."
"His Holiness is a bit naive."
The Profound Celestial Sect Leader said lightly, "Strength is only one of the factors determining victory. Ultimately, it depends on who has more tricks up their sleeve and who reacts faster in the moment. Of course, what is more important is what fate decrees."
Yuan Qingshan chuckled coldly in his heart and did not engage in further argument.
On the arena.
