"Trash, have you said enough?"
The voice was not loud, but anyone could hear the contempt and icy killing intent in it.
The voice came from Zhang Tie, the bald, burly man everyone had ignored, mistakenly thinking Lin An had brought him along just to carry his bags.
Among the agile, lean Awakened, he was like a wall, so utterly out of place.
"What did you say!?"
"You called me trash!?"
The Awakened who had been insulted turned around in disbelief, glaring without the slightest fear at Zhang Tie, who was two heads taller than him.
Everyone who knew Zhang Tie's strength was dead, while those who were still alive did not dare make a sound, having fled to who knew where.
In his eyes, in the Agility Trial, an Awakened who was likely physique-based or Strength-based was as weak as a bug on a racetrack.
His cheek twitched.
This East Ying War Zone Awakened who had been shouting with his arm raised swept his gaze past the major war zones that had spoken earlier, signaling for them to stand behind him.
That was right. He intended to be the one to step forward!
Only, in his heart, when facing Lin An and the others, they were also a flock of vultures!
"Big idiot, looks like you still haven't figured out your situation!"
Without the slightest courtesy, the short Awakened pointed at Zhang Tie's nose, his face full of contempt:
"You have fewer than a hundred people."
"And us!"
"Whoosh—"
He swung his arm, pointing at the mass of Awakened behind him.
"We have more than a thousand people!"
As soon as he finished speaking, representatives from nearly every major war zone stared at Zhang Tie and the others with hostility.
Even though only seconds earlier, they had still been