On the ring.

Along with the swing of Tyson Woods’ sword followed by a bright light, the chest of the Longmen disciple in front of him spurt out a splash of blood, then immediately fell to the ground paralyzed.

They were fighting in the ring, not playing pretend. Their victory or defeat would naturally mean life or death.

So far, Justin Walker had lost five matches in a row.

He had one remaining member fighting for him.

But Justin was not showing any hint of discouragement at that moment. He sized up Tyson while his interest piqued, then lightly waved his hand after a moment.

Swooooosh!

A man, who was about six foot five, slowly appeared from the passageway and jumped on the ring.

“Next match, Tyson Woods versus Eugene Bowie!”

The crowd went wild after hearing Eugene’s name.

Eugene, Justin’s top Great General, was also the greatest disciple within Mordu’s Longmen branch!

A man like him had an extremely high reputation within Mordu’s Longmen branch.

He was hidden away in the