"Hiss..."
A gasp filled the air in the arena.
At this moment, no one dared to look at these eighteen martial monks with a playful attitude anymore.
Strong!
Really strong!
This was the common thought in everyone's mind.
Having fought with the six instructors who formed an array before, Xiao Feng somewhat understood that these eighteen people had just merged into one, also creating the effect of a formation.
But now, it seemed that those six were completely insignificant, while these eighteen martial monks were the true phoenixes, and not just any phoenixes, but golden ones. The two were entirely incomparable!
They weren't even on the same level!
"Didn't... didn't think... in the end... I'd have to stay... on this land." Uesugi Yumi spoke weakly, with viscous blood at the corner of her mouth, looking quite horrifying.
In the next moment, she pulled out a kiwi-like fruit, tossed it into her mouth, and started chewing vigorously.
