The group consisted of about thirty to forty people, not a huge number, but all were elite fighters, mostly above Class A.
Some were even Class S, which is why the Lion King suffered so much.
They exchanged glances, and someone said:
"Let's deal with them first; otherwise, we won't know what else they might do. After all, we're too close to Huaxia."
"Agreed, let's take care of them first."
Someone immediately echoed.
Quickly reaching a consensus, they rushed towards Yang Yan.
Various attacks surged towards them, and the members of the Lion Division instinctively wanted to retaliate, but were stopped by Red Dust.
They looked at Red Dust, puzzled.
"Don't blame me for not warning you; if you want to die, go ahead."
After saying this, Red Dust fell silent.
Moreover, he backed away another ten meters.
While they were still trying to comprehend Red Dust's words, the opponent's attacks had already arrived.
"Limit opened to ten percent."
Yang Yan said coldly.
