Come at me together!
I don't want to waste time!
Though his words were calm and indifferent, their meaning was incomparably arrogant and overbearing, carrying a fearless aura that looked down upon the world.
If Zhu Yaoguang, Li Chaoge, Sheng Luni, Zhou Xue'er, and the others had been present, they would probably have found this scene exceedingly familiar.
Because they had witnessed Ling Zhan utter these very words to those who wished to challenge him more than once.
But in the eyes of these spectators, Ling Zhan's stance and words—
Clearly showed that he did not regard Mordes, Basil, and the other four as worthy of notice.
To Mordes, Basil, and the others, those words were undoubtedly an immense provocation.
They also stirred boundless fury within them.
Even so, Basil, Armand, and Derek made no move. They could only glare furiously at Ling Zhan before them.
They still cared about their pride.
At the same time, the arrogance in their hearts did not allow them to take the stage together.
If they did, then even if they won, there would be no glory in it.
As for losing...
Sorry, in their eyes, once they joined forces, the very concept of defeat would cease to exist.
It would inevitably be a crushing victory.
"Hmph! What an arrogant and insolent bastard!"
"You think far too highly of yourself!"
"We don't need to gang up on you. I alone can defeat you with ease!"
Mordes shook his head and sneered at the Jobless Freelancer across from him.
Join forces with others? What a joke.
His self-respect would never allow it.
Just as Mordes was about to turn to the referee beside him and announce the start of the match—
General Eugene's exceedingly stern voice suddenly rang out beside his ear.
"**Mordes! This is