The Magnificent Flame Sect disciples stared at the arena closely with butterflies in their stomachs.
Their senior brother would be going against twelve Sunshine Sect outer disciples, and some of them were well known to be unbeatable.
They were all more than worried for their fellow sect mate.
Afar, a few Magnificent Flame Sect inner disciples stood there, watching the scene sternly.
"Junior Sister, what do you think about this fight?" a guy who was wearing embroidered clothes whispered.
His junior sister was a girl that was as pretty as a picture. She had cherry red lips and long, wavy black hair. "He will die without a doubt."
Another tall guy on the girl's side nodded. "I guess that this outer disciple is mad. Don't cry when you don't even know how you die! The sect has already been badly embarrassed, and he's here to make us even more of a joke!"
