Anthony was still holding onto the short sword in his hand. His eyes were full of solemnity.
Sean, sporting his head full of blonde hair, smirked arrogantly.
"From the looks of it, England is prepared to fight," Sun Hongtao said in a deep voice.
"I hope England can severely injure the Murican team," Jingshan said with anticipation, "Come On! "
"Anthony versus Sean. Let the match begin!"
Following the referee's order, Sean went on the offensive.
His weapon was a longsword. In an instant, the entire longsword was covered in a layer of golden light. It was extremely dazzling. At the same time, a sharp aura spread out, hurting the eyes of the observers.
"The metal element is sharp indeed!" Zheng Dali said in a deep voice, his eyes filled with fear. "If us martial artists fight with him, we will be at a disadvantage!"
