"I want to fight all of them!"
Jun Changxiao's arrogant, domineering voice rang out beyond the main hall, instantly shocking everyone!
According to the rules set down by their ancestors, the young clan lord only needed to win ten matches. There was no need to fight everyone.
"Young Lord."
The Grand Tutor said, "There are so many warriors. Fighting them one by one would take far too much time."
"Having them come at me together won't take much time," Jun Changxiao said.
The Grand Tutor was instantly dumbfounded.
The young clan lord wanted to fight several thousand by himself?
"..."
The Stone Statue Race Clan Chief's face was nearly green with anger.
He had clearly arranged ten actors for him. All he had to do was put on a show in front of everyone, yet he insisted on making his own decisions, challenging them all, and even demanding they come together. Why was he so capable of stirring up trouble?
"The young clan lord is too fierce!"
"One against several thousand? That's unheard of!"
The Stone Statue Race members who had come to watch began whispering among themselves.
"Of course."
Jun Changxiao added, "If I lose, I naturally won't inherit the position of clan chief!"
If not for the large number of clan members present, the Stone Statue Race Clan Chief would have flown over and kicked him straight into the Earth Spirit Evil Valley.
Young man.
There was nothing wrong with being a little arrogant.
But behavior like her son's could be completely classified as courting death.
"Young Clan Lord."
The Grand Protector said gravely, "The Sacred Battle is exceedingly sacred. Please treat it seriously."
He believed Jun Changxiao was joking.
But what was the truth?
Gousheng had never been more serious!
Because... the task had triggered yesterday. Its