Even a lion used its full strength to catch a rabbit.
Facing an Innate Realm martial artist of his own level, Blood Fang naturally stayed on high alert.
Even if his opponent looked so young—young enough that he clearly had little experience...
Blood Fang had his own principles.
He never judged anyone by appearances.
If someone could pose a threat to him, he either stayed his hand or gave it everything the moment he struck.
If he hadn't been at odds with the directors backing Zhang San, he might even have joined forces with Zhang San. Three Innate Realm martial artists and six martial artists, all swarming their opponent at once.
If they could win in a landslide, who would bother fighting to the death?
"Yu Jian, take your men and move in first! The two of us will follow close behind and wait for an opening, making sure to kill him with a single strike."
Blood Fang gave the order.
Yu Jian, one of the top martial artists, furrowed his brow.
But facing pressure from an Innate Realm martial artist like Blood Fang, he ultimately didn't dare disobey.
He merely signaled to the men beside him. They formed a defensive formation and cautiously closed in.
However...
They had only just formed up and taken a few steps when Li ChunJun, facing their combined force of eight martial artists, didn't dodge or retreat!
He showed no intention of avoiding their edge and waiting until nightfall to make his move. Instead, he strode forward with Sharp Sword in hand, charging straight at the eight of them.
Such confidence...
It was practically arrogance, and it made Blood Fang and Lei Long laugh.
A newborn calf feared no tiger!
Young people sure had guts!
"I like young men like this. Straightforward, with none