There might be fools, but definitely not many.
Everyone understood that Hong Zhen brought that middle-aged man into the Netherworld King Army not just because of his courage. The main reason was probably his robust physique.
And do I have such a physique?
Obviously not.
In that case, if Su Han throws a punch, it wouldn't be to send me into the Netherworld King Army, but probably send me straight back home!
Seeing everyone silent, Su Han exchanged a glance with Mui Tianci, troubled over what to do next.
What should they do?
The remaining number is only 10,032. Who should be sent out?
In the entire arena, all the fights have completely stopped; it's hard to target anyone!
Seeing the pathetic faces of these guys, Su Han really couldn't bring himself to make a move against them.
The key is…
If I make a move on someone now, I'll be resented!
"You figure something out." Su Han said.
Mui Tianci pondered for a moment and said: "Let the weakest go."
"You said it!"
