We're Doomed

"What's wrong with you? Did you send your weakest cultivators? None of them could put up a fight!"

"That's right! Xiao Wu cut that man in half with one strike. Do you have tougher members?"

"Is that all you've got? There's not much potential there, is there?"

...

They enjoyed taunting their opponents because it helped them vent their rage.

They needed to show off.

The Dongsang cultivators looked at one another in frustration.

Several people wanted to go up the stage until they saw the Fallen Star Sword, which was still dripping blood.

They rubbed their abdomen when they saw Solai carried off the stage in parts.

How scary!

Were there more Level 3 Spiritual Kings?

Yes, there were, but they didn't dare go up the stage.

Feng Wu looked up at Jun Linyuan and Night Owl's fierce battle.

Each blow could be a lethal one.

Why were those people still stalling?