Everything was going according to plan, like the calm before the storm.
Even Meng Bai and the others had an illusion. In the past, the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament had never been like this.
In the previous Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournaments, they had spent almost all three years fighting.
This Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament was clearly dangerous, but they had actually spent such a peaceful period here.
If not for the sudden rescue, the peace in the Huaxia Pavilion's Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament branch might have lasted for another half a month!
Puu—
Wang Xin opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. He grabbed Meng Bai's arm tightly, the joints on the back of his hand clearly visible.
"Great General Meng, let me see the Side-by-side King! I beg you!"
Even when Wang Xin was surrounded by the Demon Realm army with Meng Bai, he had never begged for mercy.