Qin Yao's Attitude!
Although everyone had expected warriors to die in this martial contest, they had never imagined it would be this tragic.
More than fifty warriors had entered the contest, yet after only one day, half of them had already been slaughtered.
On top of that, more than ten had been captured alive. If no one went to rescue them, they probably would not escape death by the time the contest ended!
Everyone's expression darkened, and a heavy atmosphere settled over their hearts.
Just as they were at their wits' end, a voice suddenly came from the distance.
"Fellow disciples of the Tianshui Sect, since you've already come, why not come over for a chat?"
Hearing the voice, everyone quickly recognized it as that of one of the three Quasi-Dragon Sons, Ao Hai.
Clearly, the Flood Dragon Clan's warriors had discovered long ago that the Tianshui Sect's disciples had gathered on this small island.
"What do we do now?"
One warrior panicked and looked anxiously at Lei Lin, Wang Xin, and the others.
"Since they've already extended an invitation, how could we refuse to go?"
Zhou Gu spoke coldly, killing intent gradually rising in his words.
A warrior said in a low voice, "But with only a few of us? If we want to contend with the warriors of the Flood Dragon Clan, I'm afraid it might be a little..."
Several warriors began to waver, their bodies trembling faintly.
Lei Lin shook his head. "I know that this trip will mean certain death for nine out of ten, so I won't force any of you junior brothers and sisters. Those who are afraid of death can turn around now, find a safe place, and hide there until the contest ends."
"Those who aren't afraid of death, come with me