Long Fei, holding the longsword, stood on the field, looking around.
The heroic spirit on him soared to the sky, and he shouted, "This battle is for my brothers, and also for myself. If anyone is unconvinced, feel free to come and fight!"
The Xiao Family disciples were flushed with anger, their eyes filled with murderous intent, but none dared to step forward and challenge him.
His reputation and momentum, at this moment, no one dared to defy.
"What a sharp edge!"
Someone on the field shivered secretly.
Someone cursed silently, "This child is too fierce and will surely die under a thousand cuts in the future!"
"He has offended the Xiao Family with no room for negotiation, he won't last long."
A crowd of people felt an indescribable jealousy, wishing that Long Fei would be killed by someone as soon as tomorrow.
There was also a group of people whose eyes burned with fervor, filled with excitement, who worshipped him and shouted, "Boss mighty!"
"Long live the boss!"
