At the foot of the stone steps.
Both armies grew increasingly restless.
"I can't wait any longer!"
"I'm charging up those stone steps and chopping Di Ba to death on the spot!"
"To hell with your bullshit rules! I'm leaving the first blood on these stone steps today!"
"Brothers, charge!"
The Blue Army had already lost all patience. Roaring furiously, they raised their broadswords and prepared to charge!
After all, 1,500 Blue Army elites had surrounded the area. Di Ba was as good as dead!
The only question was who would claim the kill!
That head was priceless—it would earn them the right to call the Blue City Lord brother!
As for the Purple Army.
Zi Ying, the valiant commander standing at the front of the formation, tilted her head as she listened to her subordinate's report.
Her subordinate said, "Big Sister has sent orders. We must protect Mr. Di Ba at all costs!"
Zi Ying frowned, determination flashing across her face. "Good!"
With a metallic ring, she drew her second longsword. Holding a sword in each hand, she shouted, "Warriors, stop the Blue Army at all costs!"
On the stone platform.
The progress bar had stopped precisely at 8%, no longer moving, as if it had exhausted itself and breathed its last!
Meanwhile, Liu Di had only 300 mental energy points left on his watch!
The ugly old man had also heard the furious shouts below the platform. Knowing the platform's calm was about to be shattered, his face turned pale at once.
His lips trembling, he said, "Who would've thought? You had 600 million mental energy, pulled off a series of ferocious moves, and Di Ba—Di Ba—ended up with 8% combat power!"
"We're screwed!"
"They'll stomp us into meat paste in minutes!"
Liu Di suddenly opened his eyes.