Northern Desert City...
The square outside the east gate was already packed with people.
This was the final location chosen for the duel between Hell Messenger, leader of the Gate of Hell, and Dustseal.
Everyone knew how the fight would end, but that did nothing to dampen their interest in watching the spectacle.
The leaders of all the major guilds had gathered outside the arena. They were just as curious.
"Why did Hell Messenger suddenly pick a fight with Dustseal?" Divine King frowned, puzzled.
At a time like this, shouldn't the leader of a major guild avoid clashing with Dustseal whenever possible?
"I heard the Gate of Hell also interfered when the Dream Guild was establishing its base. Dreamlight Dance didn't have any evidence, so she didn't dare act, but Dustseal clearly has no such concerns," God's Left Hand said.
Divine King shook his head. "If that's true, Hell Messenger really made a terrible move."
Soon, Wu Shaozhen appeared in the arena...
At the sight of Wu Shaozhen, the spectators wore all kinds of expressions, some admiring, others fearful.
Before long, Hell Messenger arrived as well, followed by a group from the Gate of Hell.
However, the Gate of Hell members stopped a good distance away, seemingly worried that Wu Shaozhen might misunderstand.
Hell Messenger walked straight up to Wu Shaozhen. There was no fear on his face, only calm.
"Not bad. At least you're acting like a man," Wu Shaozhen said with a smile.
"If I dared challenge you, I wouldn't be afraid to fight. Dustseal, if your stats weren't so high, I'd have nothing to fear from you in terms of skill," Hell Messenger said bitterly.
"Oh? Is that so? Then I'll give you a chance," Wu Shaozhen said with a smile.
Then, under everyone's incredulous gaze, Wu