Xu Youling encouraged numerous partners to challenge Zhao Xing, and quickly received a response.
Xu Youling, Han Qianye, Wu Yanlin, Hepis, and Daoist Miao Song stepped forward and joined the siege.
Zhao Xing, having made a breakthrough, was itching for a fight, and didn't mind taking on multiple opponents, instead complaining that they didn't give him enough pressure.
"Xu Youling, Han Qianye, Wu Yanlin, Hepis, Daoist Miao Song, you were all in the top ten of the Primordial Conference, while I was only ranked in the eighties. How come you only have these few tricks now?"
"Tuoson, Wei Lan, Ai Miaomiao, Pu Tianrui... don't just stand there, come join the fun."
Zhao Xing went ahead and named his partners one by one.
"Zhao Xing, you're so arrogant for not even opening a world projection!"
"You want to fight ten? You're simply talking crazy!"
"Great Zhou people, watch carefully. It's not that I want to beat your Grand Minister of Agriculture; he asked for it himself!"
