"These two Obsidian Martial Arts Hall disciples could probably contend with the three monsters in the top three of the competition in terms of strength." Lin Yan watched Ye Qinglu and Luo Wu Shang collecting their spoils below and sighed. "With their strength, even if we hadn't come to help, Fang Ya and Gang Gu's teams probably wouldn't have been able to do much against the Obsidian Martial Arts Hall members."
The human captains and vice-captains present looked at the slain Fang Ya and Gang Gu and nodded in agreement, their gazes carrying a hint of complexity.
They had thought that after so many years of tempering in the garrison corps, while they might not match experts like Fang Ya and Gang Gu, they would absolutely be able to crush Advanced Martial Artists from the city's major factions.
Yet now, experts as powerful as Fang Ya and Gang Gu had been killed one-on-one by two Obsidian Martial Arts Hall disciples. It was truly quite a blow to them.
"Zhuo Qun, do we still need to go help?" Lin Yan could not help asking Wu Zhuo Qun, who had been watching it all.
"There's no need. Let's head back." Wu Zhuo Qun smiled as he glanced at the scattered crowd fleeing from the distant high slope. "With Fang Ya and Gang Gu dead this time, the forces behind them, as well as the other factions harboring their own thoughts, should behave themselves for a while."
"They may behave themselves for a while, but two experts suddenly emerged from Obsidian Martial Arts Hall. Once those three monsters learn of it, I'm afraid they won't be able to sit still." Lin Yan nodded, slightly worried. "They've been stuck at the limit of Advanced Martial Artist for too long. Some of them are even