The man took a few steps forward, and the ground shook violently with each step, as if the entire palace would tremble.
"Then I'll choose you!" he pointed at one among the eight, a look of disdain flashing in his eyes.
Immediately, that disciple of the Moonwater Tribe stepped forward.
On the surface, the realms of the two seemed comparable, even if the iron tower was slightly taller, the difference wasn't significant.
Immediately, the surrounding disciples slowly retreated, clearing a large space for the two.
Moreover, several elders of the Moonwater Tribe used Great Magical Power to seal off the space around the two.
After all, both of them were genius fighters, and this duel was indeed a matter of life and death! Regardless of who lives or dies, the tribe behind them shall not seek revenge, which has become an unwritten rule.
"Come on, show me your skills!" The iron tower grumbled in a muffled voice.
