Besieged

When he finished speaking, Jiang Fan silently added in his heart.

Of course I won't lose!

Seeing this, the others stopped holding back.

"Since that's the case, then wait to pay the price for your arrogance!"

"If you want to die, we'll certainly oblige you. But don't worry—we'll leave you alive!"

"I hope you won't be crying for your mother in a moment..."

"You brought this upon yourself..."

"..."

Amid the uproar, contestants from each province leaped onto the arena one after another.

"Count me in!"

"And me!"

"We're going up too!"

"..."

In the blink of an eye, the arena, which had originally been empty, became packed to the brim.

Dozens of Martial Arts Masters, all at least Level 10, surrounded Jiang Fan and Zhong Zhengbai in the center.

A killing aura spread through the air, which seemed to solidify.

Beside Jiang Fan, Zhong Zhengbai felt gaze after gaze, sharp as blades, land on him. His skin seemed to sting from the assault.

His legs went weak, and he instinctively moved closer to Jiang Fan.

"Mr. Jiang... I... are we really going to take on this many people alone?"

"T-This is at least several dozen experts!"

"With this kind of lineup, forget fighting them—even if each of them spat once, we'd drown!"

Zhong Zhengbai felt unbearably bitter.

When Jiang Fan had provoked the teams from the other provinces and agreed to accept a gauntlet of all their teams in succession, he had already been utterly despairing.

Who could have expected Jiang Fan to stir up an even bigger mess now? Zhong Zhengbai's mind had gone completely blank.

"I've lived for several decades, and I've never heard of anyone winning under circumstances like these!"

"This is too dangerous!"

"We may really be done for this time!"

Faced with Zhong Zhengbai's