Chapter 500: Life or Death Battle 8

In the distance, the horizon stretched boundlessly. The deep blue sky seemed to emit a dazzling radiance.

Just then, two small black dots suddenly appeared in the distant sky. Gradually, the dots grew larger until two silhouettes could finally be vaguely discerned.

The two figures seemed to tread upon the waves as they approached.

The man's robes fluttered elegantly, marking him as extraordinary; the woman's skirts flew in the wind, possessing a celestial grace and jade-like elegance.

One was peerlessly handsome, the other fresh and spirited. Hand in hand, they seemed to walk through the air, ethereal as immortals.

This was absolutely the most well-matched, perfect, and heart-stirring couple anyone present had ever seen in their lives!

At this moment, everyone tilted their heads back, gazing blankly at the two exquisite figures arriving from afar.

“Slow down.” Nangong Liuyun held Su Luo's hand as they gracefully descended onto the giant Battle Stage.

With a casual wave of his hand, the tide-like countdown from below the stage instantly ceased. It was as if the entire world had come to a complete standstill at this moment.

Everyone held their breath, quietly watching the youth on stage who looked like a peerless sovereign ruling over the world.

Inside the giant Coliseum, the more than one hundred thousand spectators were just like the women in the second-floor private boxes—their bodies stiff as iron, staring fixedly at the handsome and extraordinary man on stage.

His, His Highness Prince Jin?

How is this possible! This isn't scientific!

How could His Highness Prince Jin appear on the Coliseum's Battle Stage? And he actually appeared holding a woman's hand? What did this mean?

Immediately, the crowd below the stage grew excited! They went wild! A riot broke out!

“Look! That's His Highness Prince Jin, it's actually His Highness Prince Jin, ahhh!!!” This young lady was so excited she was on the verge of a breakdown.

“How is it possible! Why would His Highness Prince Jin come! Isn't this the duel between the two young misses of the Su Residence? Why would he come?”

“Could the rumors be true? Are the two young misses of the Su Residence really dueling over His Highness Prince Jin?”

“Who is that girl His Highness Prince Jin is holding? On what basis can she let His Highness hold her like that? On what basis?!”

Countless girls were excited, shouting, jealous, and driven mad. The screams that nearly tore their throats caused the entire Coliseum to boil over.

One ill-intentioned gaze after another shot toward Su Luo. Even for a girl as calm as the wind like Su Luo, it was difficult to withstand.

She tried to pull away slightly, but Nangong Liuyun's hand held hers like a steel vice, holding on without moving, not allowing her to escape.

Nangong Liuyun looked at the riot below the stage and frowned slightly. He raised his right hand and pressed it down slightly.

Instantly, the scene that had been boiling like a pot of water became pin-drop silent, the quietness almost terrifying.

Seeing this, the powerful figures invited to sit as judges all smiled bitterly and shook their heads.

The Protector Elder of the Empire's Council of Elders, the Headmaster of the Imperial Capital's First Academy, the Honorary Elder of the Mercenary Guild… these figures who could make the entire Imperial Capital tremble with a stomp of their feet could only exchange bitter smiles.

In terms of martial arts cultivation, Nangong Liuyun might not necessarily be their match, but in terms of crowd control, the three of them combined did not have the influence of his single hand gesture.

Nangong Liuyun looked at those flushed faces and shining eyes below the stage, his brow furrowing slightly. He turned to the Referee, his voice indifferent and cold: “Can we begin?”

The Referee was startled by Nangong Liuyun's gaze and couldn't snap out of it for a moment.

Su Luo pursed her lips and smiled, kindly prompting him: “Excuse me, can the battle begin now?”

Before the Referee could respond, Su Qing curled her lips mockingly: “Su Luo, you are late.”

Su Luo looked at the Su Qing before her with a beaming smile.

Having not seen her for many days, Su Qing's temperament had actually undergone some changes compared to before.