Jian Wuque’s Wait, I’ve Come To Regret My Decision

"Brother Chu, if you don't wish to entertain this b*stard, I can chase him off this stronghold," said Heavenly Imperial Ghostblade.

He was no longer fond of the Sword Tribe after learning about Jian Que's betrayal. In fact, he was itching for a fight with Jian Wuque.

Chu Kuangren chuckled lightly. "Commodore, there's no need to trouble you. Since he's here for me, it's only best that I take care of this myself."

After all, Chu Kuangren did agree to fight Jian Wuque.

In the combat arena of Stronghold Seventeen.

The Extraterritorial Battlefield had always disallowed large-scale clashes between orthodoxies. After all, every casualty incurred would mean one less person to fight against the Blood Tribe. Thus, the combat arenas were created.

Be it personal disputes or orthodoxy wars, these matters were typically settled by a few people into the combat arena.

Every stronghold had its own combat arena.