Han Han is here for his bride hahahaha

Xiang Yu stood tall, the plasma whip swirling in his hand, a conqueror in a battlefield of chaos. "Who is the fucking pest now?" he shouted, his voice echoing triumphantly as he prepared for what he knew would be Valtor's inevitable comeback. The thrill of battle coursed through him like he was in his element.

As the dust settled in the arena, Valtor groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood, the crimson droplets splattering on the ground like forgotten promises of glory. He grimaced as he pushed himself off the ground, each movement a test of both will and pain.

His eyes, wild with rage and determination, locked onto Xiang Yu, the initial shock of his defeat morphing into a primal growl that reverberated through the air.

Xiang Yu stood poised, a sinister smile curling his lips, confident in his victory yet aware that Valtor was far from done. He could sense the surge of rage and adrenaline pulsing from the massive warrior.