William's face turned cold.
The second brother had such a bad taste that he got goose bumps.
You're a scum, and I'm a good man. Thank you!
But after all, they were just joking.
Another important reason for their masks was that they did not want to have any connection with their own sects.
It wouldn't do any good to either the sect or them if they drew their hatred or jealousy.
At this moment, there was no fear in William's eyes.
Seventy or eighty people meant nothing to him.
William roughly gauged the strength of these contestants from the beginning.
There were no Breaking Strength Martial Artists.
No, one of them was the second Elder brother, who was waiting for Joshua, not far away.
As for the leaders, they were mostly half-step-to-innate warriors.
However, they couldn't act because of the rules.
As soon as he took action, he was kicked out.
The loss was even greater.
So they were destined to stand by.