"Who's next?"
Yang Lele walked back to the other end of the arena with a breezy demeanor, then beckoned challengingly to the disciples of the Barbarian Division and Flying Dragon Association opposite him.
Despite such a provocative gesture, no one from the Barbarian Division dared to step forward.
The people of the Barbarian Division revered strength and had always upheld it above anything else. But today, their strongest in the tribe was defeated in a show of strength; how could they dare to step forward again?
Wanyan Dadao sat on the chair, face livid while watching his own clan's lack of courage, and then said to Long Ao beside him, "President Long, what do you think?"
