On the stage, the five Crimson Firmament Sect disciples grew more alarmed the longer they fought.
They clearly held the advantage in numbers, and their offensive remained ferocious.
Yet that inconspicuous disciple on the other side always appeared in the most crucial position at the most crucial moment.
The disciple did not use ruthless moves or reveal any edge. With nothing more than an understated block or deflection, he could directly disrupt their attacking rhythm.
"We can't let this continue!"
The burly young man recognized Jiang Fan's importance and shouted.
"Take him out first!"
Immediately, crimson flames surged around him. His body seemed to transform into a blazing Falling Star, charging straight at Jiang Fan with a force capable of burning mountains and boiling seas.
At the same time, the Crimson Firmament Sect disciples to his left and right understood his intent. One pressed his palms together and condensed a gigantic flaming axe, which slashed down through the air.
The other rapidly waved both hands, scattering countless fire needles as fine and dense as rain, sealing off every avenue Jiang Fan could use to evade.
The combined attack of the three was terrifying in its momentum!
The blazing heat made the protective light barrier around the edge of the arena ripple violently, emitting sizzling sounds as if it could no longer bear the strain.
The spectators below cried out in alarm, all believing Jiang Fan was bound to be injured this time.
Yet his footwork shifted, and his body swayed lightly like willow fluff in the wind. Inconceivably, he slipped through the gap in the burly young man's attack.
The burly young man only felt emptiness before him. The force he had gathered had nowhere to land, leaving him so uncomfortable he nearly coughed blood.
At the instant when his