Under Hiruko's gaze, the brown-haired man standing beside Fuma Yue also drew a longsword from his waist.
He gripped the hilt and pointed the tip downward.
He made a meaningless gesture.
Hiruko could not make sense of it.
It seemed he had overthought things... Fuma Yue had no intention of attacking him.
But where had this unfamiliar man come from?
Before he could think any further, Aizen slightly turned his blade. It sounded like Xia Tian's voice. I looked over and found Ziyue and Xia Tian fooling around on the sofa in the hall, a sudden glimpse of spring spilling out.
Ma Qian'an threw a punch and caught Douglas's turtle fist. Bang, bang, crash—they really started fighting. If Ma Qian'an had not held back, Douglas, who had already been beaten badly by the Japanese, would truly have gone to meet God today.
Just then, Old Cai Tou actually joined in as well. Hao Yan could not help but be shocked! He had only managed to seize victory earlier because Old Cai Tou's cultivation had greatly declined after casting that powerful magic.
A huge fluorescent stone was embedded above the entrance to every cave. Each one was several times larger than those Mu Yu had dug up, and they had been polished into neat shapes. The few enormous fluorescent stones lit the plaza brightly, yet without being harsh on the eyes.
More and more warriors climbed up. Those who arrived later could not find a place to fight with bayonets and anxiously shouted for the people in front to make room.
By then, Ling Yue and Dan Dan Dao Hua Xiang had already entered the arena. The later matches took less and less time, since victory or defeat between experts was decided in the smallest instant. Just as I had said,