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"How about it? Three-on-three, do you dare to accept the challenge?" the Scarred Man asked indifferently; his calm demeanor clearly showed his full confidence.
And the facts were just as he indicated. On one side stood the experienced Mercenary Corps, and on the other, greenhorns whose feathers were not yet fully fledged. The disparity between the two was glaringly obvious. Of course, in this world, no one talks of fairness in competition—the strength you bear decides everything.
Challenged by the Scarred Man in such a manner, Chen Xiaoyi obviously hesitated. She was well aware of the strength of her own side. Aside from herself, who could barely put up a fight, the rest were simply not up to par. And although Ye Wutian did have some combat experience, his cultivation level was ultimately lower than that of the opponent. If they were to fight three-on-three, they feared they wouldn't win a single bout.
