Turtle Peak, Come at Me Together

The disciples of Formless Peak were stunned when they heard that he wanted one of them to withstand Song Zhong's full-force slash.

He might have been stronger than Wu Si, but withstand Song Zhong's full-force slash?

Just look at Wu Si's miserable state. He really might die.

Even if he did not die, he would be grievously wounded. Why bother?

All around them, everyone wore expressions of shock.

The battle had truly been settled with a single slash.

Earlier, some people had even said Song Zhong lacked combat experience.

What combat experience did he need?

My slash is so fast you cannot even block it. My slash is so powerful it knocks you unconscious outright. What do I need combat experience for!

On the arena, Song Zhong looked at the silent disciples of Formless Peak around him, shook his head helplessly, and provoked them, "No, isn't your Formless Peak the third-ranked peak of the Hundred Peaks Sect?

Are you all this cowardly? I think you should just surrender third place.

Forget it. Even if I keep challenging you, I doubt you would dare accept.

How about this? I'll give you a chance."

Song Zhong pointed at the Formless Peak disciples below and said, "All of you Formless Peak Immortal Bridge Realm disciples can come at me together.

As many as you want. If there are not enough of you, you can go back and find more. I'll wait for you.

If you can defeat me alone, I'll count it as your victory."

Formless Peak had provoked him time and again, causing trouble for him time and again. Why should he still be polite?

All around them, everyone's mouths fell open in shock as they stared blankly at Song Zhong. One man was challenging everyone from another peak within the same