Upon hearing Ye Qiu agree to battle again, the descended ones simultaneously smiled.
The defeat of the strong Mother Mountain Sect fighter was an exception. In the upcoming fight, no one would stand there like a target and get hit by Ye Qiu.
As for the Mother Mountain Sect warrior who was smacked away by the dragon, his face was ashen as he silently returned to the crowd. His expression showed his frustration and anger at losing to Ye Qiu.
Who would defeat Ye Qiu next? This was a question the descended ones should consider.
In the end, it was the middle-aged man who first requested another battle who stepped forward.
"So be it, I'll be the one to defeat you."
Ye Qiu assessed this middle-aged man. He had a shiny bald head and a full beard, looking like a tough guy. Moreover, his aura seemed not weaker than that of the Mother Mountain Sect warrior, perhaps even stronger.
Although he would soon bind his power level, he still gave off a troublesome vibe.
