"Not be polite? Heh! What exactly do you mean? Do you think it's possible to do that?" A man smiled wickedly and cocked an eyebrow. "Brothers, listen up! Just a dozen of them, yet they said that they won't treat us lightly. They look down on us. Do you agree that we should teach them a lesson?"
"When it doesn't show its strength, a tiger looks like a sick cat. Don't underestimate us!"
A man stood up and glared at Mu Ling and the others with a sneer. "In any case, they're disciples of the Four Sects, too! Let's do this! So that you cannot claim that we are intimidating you with our numbers, let's fight one-on-one. What about taking away all of the loser's belongings?"
As Mu Ling and the others listened to this, their eyes flickered. They anticipated a battle royale, but this man unexpectedly came up with such an idea. The outcome of a one-on-one fight was unpredictable. It's impossible to say for certain that these people would not erupt in rage if they were defeated.
