Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Laughter rang through the air as the middle-aged man from before strode towards the stage closely followed by the rest of his entourage. Throwing a glance filled with pity at the team, Hui Yue saw that the man who had had his hand cut off by Sha Yun had managed to reattach it.
Seeing how he reattached it, Hui Yue could instantly tell that the next thing the man would lose was not going to be his hand, but most likely his head. Sha Yun hated when her work was undone.
Usually, a group battle such as this relied a lot on teamwork. However, Hui Yue and his entourage had never truly tried battling the way they were expected to today. Instead, they usually did their own thing and did their best not to get in each other's way.
After having made their way to the stage, the gates suddenly opened. The audience flowed through the entrances, ready to sit in their reserved seats and watch the battles they had paid a lot to see.
The first row was filled with mercenaries and everyone’s eyes were glued on both Hui Yue’s team and the opposing team. Both were allowed to walk around as they wished as long as no fighting commenced.
Standing in a corner, Hui Yue gazed upon the many people who found their places before he finally opened his mouth saying, “We aren’t really used to battles like this.” A sigh escaped his lips as he once more glanced at their opponents.
“It’s not going to help us if we try to fight the way the others do,” he continued while analyzing their options. “What I suggest is to pick one each and just get rid of that person. If we have problems, call out.”
“As if we will need help,” Deng Wu laughed with a low voice, looking at their opposition with disdain. Even Wang Ju Long nodded her head, agreeing with the loud boy. By her side Little Poppy was waiting patiently for the battle to begin, poison dripping from the wolf-fanged thorns.
Upon hearing the plan, Xie Lan’s face twisted in surprise. There was no strategy, no dual attacks between the group members, not even an emergency spell formation. It seemed as
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