Jiang Changkong could no longer suppress his fury. Violent Star Power surged forth in a mighty torrent.
Terrifying pressure blanketed the entire arena as a top-tier sixth-rank saber tore through the air.
Heng Xueyue's side erupted with equally terrifying strength. The six of them joined forces to contend against Jiang Changkong.
Their clothes billowed as Star Power shot into the heavens, converging into a blazing sun.
Jiang Changkong's expression was icy. "You added more people after two days. This match has already lost all meaning."
Even if he could defeat them now, their numbers would increase again in another two days.
They had set all the rules. If this kept going, what meaning was there in fighting?
Obviously, once they won, they would stop fighting. If they could not win, they would keep bringing in more people.
Their shameless words made him so angry he wanted to laugh.
"This was the result of a joint discussion. Besides, the three parties have already set a rule.
"If anyone dares to make a move in private, we will all attack them together."
Xu Xingheng spoke solemnly. They were also afraid Jiang Changkong would assassinate them in the dead of night.
After hearing those words last night, no one present had dared to sleep or walk alone.
"Heng Family, Sister Meng, Nan Tianpang—you all agreed to this rule too?"
Jiang Changkong's gaze was frigid as he looked at the people watching from afar, fury blazing in his eyes.
"Changkong, we'll try our best to hold back," Yao Meng said helplessly.
"I won't kill you," Liu Min said softly.
"Neither will I," said a middle-aged man surrounded by the power of the Blazing Sun. Nan Tianpang had invited him.
As for the others, they were not so agreeable.
Heng Xueyue's expression remained cool. "This