Immediately afterward, another voice equally filled with terror rang out. "Ah... I surrender! I surrender!"
It was Lü Zheng. His face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were fixed on the Redwood Cherry Blossom Spear, its tip barely a hair's breadth from his throat. His legs shook uncontrollably, as though he might collapse at any moment. He was so frightened that he nearly lost control of his bladder and bowels.
Seeing Lü Zheng surrender, Qin Yutong withdrew her spear without hesitation, turned, and launched a fierce assault on Zhang Yun nearby.
Her spearwork was viciously sharp. After only a few exchanges, several bloody holes had appeared in Zhang Yun's body.
Finally, unable to endure any longer, Zhang Yun shouted his surrender, then fled the Tournament Platform alongside Lü Zheng in utter disgrace.
Yet some stubborn Heaven's Chosen refused to bow so easily beneath their enemies' tyranny. They would rather break than bend and faced death without flinching, but every last one of them died horribly beneath the flurry of spears, their blood staining the entire Martial Platform red.
"Damn you! You people from the Great Qin Dynasty and the North Sea Continent are utterly shameless!
"If you've got the guts, fight us one-on-one and settle this fairly! Why resort to such filthy, despicable tactics and gang up on us?"
Drenched in blood, Ye Qingxuan roared with fury written all over his face, his heart filled with boundless hatred and resentment.
Their alliance was already on the verge of collapse, about to be overwhelmed by the enemy's tidal wave of attacks. How could Ye Qingxuan accept defeat and be driven off the tournament stage just like that?
"Hahahaha... what a joke!
"You fools don't know your own limits, yet you dare spout such big words! Do you really