The shock of my words left everyone momentarily speechless.
Kill everyone? How is that possible?
After all, there were ten Grandmasters present! And countless Masters!
A mere Inner Strength Master dared to speak so arrogantly?
"Tyler Thomas, it seems you've become rather conceited," Noah Patterson sneered.
"He's just comforting himself."
"Perhaps it's because he's gained some confidence lately."
A barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of Logan Davis's mouth.
He laughed with a wide grin and said, "If I kill you, Brandon Davis might even reward me... Tyler Thomas, oh Tyler Thomas, you've brought me quite a surprise."
"Too bad you won't get the chance," I replied with a cold smile.
Without wasting any more words, Logan moved back a step and coldly commanded, "Everyone, kill me!"
As his words fell, murderous spirit began to flare up around everyone.
