Embedded among the third generation disciples as a wild card, Tan Hongsheng and Gao Hongqiao were dumbfounded as they watched Duge and his two companions slaughter all around them.
Gao Hongqiao gulped down his saliva, "Old Tan, these three guys are too fierce!"
Tan Hongsheng's face turned ugly, "If you could cause such an uproar in just over ten days, you'd be equally fierce. Dammit, they're not leaving anyone a way to live..."
Gao Hongqiao asked in confusion, "How can those three be so in sync, trusting each other like this? Clearly, in the simulation field, everyone is competing against each other, acquaintances?"
Tan Hongsheng said, "The likelihood of them being acquaintances is quite low. They might have had reservations at the beginning, but if all three enter the top ten of the simulation field, then before eliminating others, they're absolutely reliable allies to each other."
