Chapter 752 The Art of Killing

The pungent smell of blood spread from the Killing Field, permeating the air and turning it into a faint shade of red.

The women of Gu Sect felt uneasy.

Mr. Hall, who had been playing with his cat, remained expressionless and indifferent. However, from his expression, it seemed that he did not enjoy killing as well.

Then why did he propose to hold this killing contest?

Although John was in the Killing Field, his eyes would occasionally shift to Mr. Hall.

John also had suspicions of Mr. Hall's motive.

At this moment, the people in the Killing Field had gone mad. They were no longer human but wild beasts, fighting for their lives despite knowing that they would eventually die.

They did so because before they had entered the Killing Field, their loved ones had told them to show their courage as men.

Only two people in the entire field did not move, and they were the only ones that other killers dared not approach.