Strength Suppression
Mu Qianshan was so furious that his face turned deathly pale, yet he couldn't find a single word to refute him. After all, anything a loser said was just an excuse.
He bore the honor of the Death God Adventure Group on his shoulders, yet in the end, he could only watch it fall. Now, all he could do was place the glory of their group on someone who wasn't truly one of them.
Although he had never liked that person much, he had to admit that Su Xingchen was the Death God Adventure Group's last hope of redemption.
As for whom Su Xingchen would challenge, or who would challenge him, Mu Qianshan was certain that either way, there would be a real fight!
He slowly rose to his feet and silently walked off the arena. His meaning was clear: he was giving up the chance to continue fighting.
He knew that carrying on would be pointless. He had no trump cards left—what could he possibly use to fight someone even stronger than himself?
Watching him descend step by step, the members of the God Slaying Adventure Group erupted into fervent cheers.
It was clear that this year's competition had let them vent all the pent-up anger from last year's loss. Nobody thought there was anything wrong with it. After all, when Yu Bo Yi had lost to Lu Kun back then, the Death God Adventure Group had cheered even louder!
Seeing this, Duan Yuanhang stood up a moment later and said, "Next, please welcome the fourth challenger."
As his voice fell, a white figure slowly emerged. His steps were light, his expression calm and impassive. He seemed to tread on empty air as he walked onto the arena. His silence even caused all the spectators below to