When Song Zhong heard the people behind him saying they would not fight, anger flared in him. Just as he was about to speak, an overbearing female voice rang out.
"You think you can refuse just because you say so? You have to fight, whether you want to or not!"
In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on Tang Qianzi.
When Yufeng saw Tang Qianzi, he did not dare say a single word. He could only turn pleadingly toward Uncle-Master Lin from his own peak, who was also standing outside the arena.
Sensing Yufeng's gaze, Lin Anzhi's face darkened with displeasure, but he still said, "What kind of logic is that, forcing someone to fight in the arena?"
Tang Qianzi's exquisitely beautiful face tightened as her brows drew together. "What do you mean, forcing him to fight? It is written clearly in black and white.
And not just him..."
Tang Qianzi raised a slender, fair finger and pointed at the people around her. "Everyone who signed their name just now, don't even think about running.
Whatever was written is how it will be!
I've been rather irritable lately. Don't make me set my sights on your people and challenge every last one of them!"
She was here, and they still wanted to bully people from her peak?
They all wanted to become nails sticking out, did they?
As the last word fell, she had already taken out her great hammer and smashed it straight into the ground.
The ground was instantly blasted into a huge pit with a deafening boom, making the entire arena floor tremble.
The faces of everyone around them changed at once. Lin Anzhi's expression turned especially ugly, yet he did not dare fly into a rage.
By rights, Tang Qianzi should indeed address him as Uncle-Master, but