Uchiha Mai replied in a low voice, "If we really can't control the tempo, then we'll just run.
"We can show off anytime. We can reclaim any lost face later, as long as we become the winners.
"Decades from now, who will remember? Who will believe that we ran right after showing off?"
Uchiha Shangfeng: ...
He had barely finished showing off before planning to run, without the slightest psychological burden. That was so like him. No wonder the clan head had made him captain.
Fortunately, Uchiha Shangfeng watched for quite a while and saw no movement from either Mei Terumi's team or the Shikotsumyaku team.
Uchiha Mai's group of three and Kusabana Juro's group of more than ten faced off across the distance from high and low ground, and the atmosphere gradually became tense.
The other teams that did not want to rashly join the fight saw that something was wrong and quietly retreated to the side. They were in no hurry to leave the plaza to search for the Oasis Stone Tower.
After all, who didn't love watching a spectacle?
The nobles and wealthy merchants inside the carriages also lifted their curtains and turned their interested gazes toward the plaza.
"One, two, three... eleven, twelve."
Kusabana Juro counted the people around him. There were still four teams standing in the plaza, and he smiled. "Twelve against three. The advantage is ours.
"Friends, let's attack together and show these arrogant members of the Ninja World's great clans our strength."
"Alright!"
"Let's go together."
"Fuck them up."
Voices of agreement rose one after another, yet no one dared to take a single step forward rashly.
A man's reputation was like a tree's shadow. The Uchiha name was still quite intimidating.
Kusabana Juro's slogans were loud enough, but why didn't