Let the Fight Commence

Laughter rang through the air as the middle-aged man from before strode towards the stage closely followed by the rest of his entourage. Throwing a glance filled with pity at the team, Hui Yue saw that the man who had had his hand cut off by Sha Yun had managed to reattach it.

Seeing how he reattached it, Hui Yue could instantly tell that the next thing the man would lose was not going to be his hand, but most likely his head. Sha Yun hated when her work was undone.

Usually, a group battle such as this relied a lot on teamwork. However, Hui Yue and his entourage had never truly tried battling the way they were expected to today. Instead, they usually did their own thing and did their best not to get in each other's way.

After having made their way to the stage, the gates suddenly opened. The audience flowed through the entrances, ready to sit in their reserved seats and watch the battles they had paid a lot to see.