His move was too quick.
The remaining twenty-nine people were still caught in hesitation, not expecting him to strike just like that.
By the time they reacted, he had already charged forward.
Yet, upon reacting, these twenty-nine individuals made a rare unanimous decision to stay where they were, not helping out nor attacking together.
Just observing?
It seemed they were really weighing the pros and cons.
Indeed, Xiao Zhan's combat strength was shockingly formidable.
They couldn't help but seriously contemplate the disparity in strength between the two sides.
It wasn't about fearing death, since there were rules in place; Xiao Zhan wouldn't kill, as proven by the twenty-four people who had already fallen.
Nor did they fear injury; losing a head was merely a scar the size of a bowl, not to mention their heads weren't actually going to fall off.
So what were they weighing?
Of course, their reputation.
