When Fang Shuwen said this, the crowd could only look at each other in dismay.
On one hand, they felt Fang Shuwen couldn't be trusted. On the other, the hearts of these people from the Northern Domain were beginning to waver.
From the city gates to this very spot, Fang Shuwen had steamrolled his way here.
Everyone who died was from the Northern Domain. Fang Shuwen, accompanied only by a black-and-white beast and Long Qingzhi, who knew no Martial Arts, had left them utterly helpless.
If the fighting continued like this, no one knew how many more lives would have to be sacrificed.
Under these circumstances, it was no longer worth it—not for the sake of the Northern Domain Martial World, nor for Long Qingzhi.
Some had even begun to consider retreating.
However, if Fang Shuwen was now going to stand here and accept challenges…
'Couldn't we use a war of attrition to wear him down and kill him right here?'
Of course, this plan wasn't without its problems.
