Activate the Martial Saint Weapon!
Hearing this, the people in black and gold robes couldn't help but exchange glances.
It was well known that the Capital City Martial Arts Association hadn't deployed the Martial Saint Weapon in many years.
Even in the case of Ethan Smith, the Capital City Martial Arts Association had never used the Martial Saint Weapon!
"Is it necessary? We've made so many preparations, so why bother using the Martial Saint Weapon?" someone said coldly.
"The few of us are enough to kill the black-robed man. The key issue now is whether he will appear or not."
"Martial Saint Weapon... That's no small matter."
Emerson Holmes, however, said coldly, "You don't know how terrifying this black-robed man is!"
"How terrifying could he be? Do you think he could defeat the eight of us?" someone sneered.
"Vice President Holmes, you can't possibly think that the risk level of this black-robed man is equal to Ethan Smith's, can you?"
