Same people, different destinies!
After they exhausted the last bit of Essence Energy from Yan Chuan's hand, most importantly after they exhausted the last bit of spirit from him, next up onto the stage was Ban Xianfu!
Even unarmed, Tan Dou could suppress Ban Xianfu.
Yet.
Now.
It seems that the advantage of Yan Chuan Team is likely to be picked up by Ban Xianfu.
Thinking of this!
Considering this!
"Damn it!"
Tan Dou, overwhelmed with anger, his Qi-Blood surged, and his arm injury from the sword bled profusely, painfully penetrating his heart.
Tan Dou was out of breath.
Yan Chuan wasn't much better off.
In this chaotic situation, of course, Yan Chuan Team couldn't stand alone. Although their chance to attack the arena was still intact, never used, yet—
Wang Zhengyi!
Chen Ze!
Yan Chuan!
All exhausted and defeated!
To this point!
