Battlefield of Men!

Battlefield of Men!

The name Zhao Dazhuang sounded terribly rustic, but he was actually very clever.

After several rounds of fighting, every Eternal Sect Disciple could stand on their own, each possessing the ability to turn the tide of battle. Fighting them normally meant there was definitely no hope of advancing.

Therefore, the only chance for his sect to move forward was to decide victory in a single match!

Without a doubt.

Although Zhao Dazhuang longed to fight Xiao Ziji, he also hoped even more that the Iron Fist Sect could go farther in the Dragon Tiger Competition!

His scheme was very clumsy.

Any remotely normal sect would never agree to it.

But!

Xiao Ziji agreed!

He was willing to determine victory and defeat in a single match!

"Both contestants have chosen a one-on-one duel, with victory decided in a single match!" the referee announced.

Victory decided in one match?

The audience was instantly dumbfounded upon hearing that.

The Eternal Sect had so many amazing disciples, yet they were only going to fight the Iron Fist Sect once. Did they have a hole in their heads?!

What was more!

Zhao Dazhuang was extremely strong!

Even if one Eternal Sect disciple could not defeat him, they could still send another up.

But now, they had chosen to decide victory in one match. As long as Xiao Ziji lost, it would be tantamount to losing the entire game!

"They're sick!"

"They must be sick!"

Martial artists from every corner shook their heads.

In many people's eyes, the Eternal Sect could absolutely defeat the Iron Fist Sect. After all, the latter only had Zhao Dazhuang, while everyone else was complete deadweight. Yet choosing to settle it in one match was undoubtedly pushing themselves off a cliff!

What left the audience even more speechless