On the Tournament Stage, Tian Ba felt as though ten thousand ants were crawling over him. An overwhelming chill surged through every part of his body without respite.
What had Jun Wangchen just said? Soul Force!
Didn't that mean he knew Tian Ba had used the Immobility Spell on him?
Then was he also responsible for Tian Ba's inability to replenish his Soul Force?!
"Don't doubt it. I did all of that. I even know about you using those people inside the Tournament Stage to replenish your Soul Force." Seeing Tian Ba's utterly shocked expression, Jun Wangchen stepped closer and lowered his voice.
"As far as I know, stealing other people's Soul Force for your own use is illegal under the Martial Artists' Association's rules. Anyone caught doing it is taken to prison by the association and imprisoned for life. Today, I'll be the one to send you there."
With that, Jun Wangchen closed in, a cold sneer on his face.
Tian Ba's expression changed drastically. With no Soul Force and severe injuries, he was no match for Jun Wangchen.
Left with no choice, he gritted his teeth, pulled a handgun from inside his clothes, and aimed it at Jun Wangchen. "Stay back, or I'll kill you!"
The moment the gun appeared, everyone's expression below the stage changed.
The underworld bosses of the South District and North District rose and stepped back, their men immediately moving forward to surround them.
In the East District's camp, Zifeng Town's face darkened. He turned to Wei Suo, the West District's underworld boss. "The rules explicitly forbid guns. What is your contestant trying to do?"
Wei Suo hadn't expected this either. He hurriedly shouted at Tian Ba, "Mr. Tian, put that gun away at once!"
The deputy mayor was watching from the host's seat.