On the enormous combat platform, Assassin Changhong stood at one corner of the arena, while Swordsman Blood Sun walked alone to the center.
This sight left everyone deeply surprised.
In a two-person battle, the two combatants generally could not stand too far apart, as that made coordination easier. Moreover, Changhong was an Assassin and Blood Sun was a Swordsman—both melee classes—so it was even less likely for them to be separated by more than 50 yards.
At a distance of 50 yards, even a Ranger with the longest range would be unable to provide support.
"What are you trying to do?" Fire Dance glanced at Assassin Changhong in the distance before shifting her gaze to Swordsman Blood Sun.
Blood Sun said indifferently, "I just think one-on-one is too boring. I want to deal with both of you by myself. Don't worry, it'll be over soon."
The sounds from the arena could be heard clearly in the spectator stands. When everyone heard Blood Sun's words, a wave of shocked cries immediately erupted.
They had never expected someone from the Radiant Lion to say something like that.
No one had ever done this in the Dark Arena. Everyone wanted to win their matches, so how could anyone possibly hold back?
Either he was a fool, or he had absolute confidence in his own strength.
"So you mean to take on the two of us alone?" Fire Dance suppressed the anger in her heart as she watched Blood Sun's arrogant expression. She said coldly, "It seems the Radiant Lion truly looks down on us."
"Hahaha, don't put it that way. This is a wonderful chance for you to win the match." Blood Sun smiled, utterly unconcerned by the icy killing intent Fire Dance revealed.
The Radiant Lion had already lost one match, which