By then, Jagoan was on the brink of collapse. He could feel the cloudiness setting into his vision.
“Die!” Biting the tip of his tongue, he reinvigorated himself with the rush of blood, causing his aura to explode once more.
The remaining three Black Copper Robe warriors were dumbfounded. “The kid has gone mad to burn through his blood essence! Seems like he intends to launch a suicide attack. We have to retreat!”
One of them turned tail and fled, while the other two showed no hesitation at all. After flinging out two smoke bombs, the martial arts arena was shrouded in a black mist.
Once the mist had cleared, Jagoan’s lone figure, supported by the Dragonslayer Sword he was holding, was all that was left in the arena. As for his three opponents, they were nowhere to be seen at all.
“F*ck…” The turn of events triggered a drastic change in Zion’s expression.
Edgar, too, was equally unsettled and lost.
In contrast, the surrounding crowd stared at the blood-drenched Jagoan, filled with admiration.
Jagoan, after sweeping his gaze across the onlookers, felt his vision go black before he slumped to the ground.
While his sudden collapse came as a shock to everyone, Zion’s face lit up in delight. “Edgar, here’s our chance.”
As he spoke, he leaped into the air and landed in the arena. With his pride and honor cast aside, killing Jagoan was all that mattered to him then.
Taking his cue from Zion, Edgar, too, followed suit.
At the same time, Lachlan and Howard, leading the Dunn family’s elite, entered the arena to join the fray.
A standoff subsequently ensued between the Dunn family and Zion.
“Howard, carry Mr. Chance out. Whoever lays a finger on him, show them no mercy,” Lachlan instructed.
Howard nodded. No sooner had he attempted to carry Jagoan out of the arena than Edgar stopped him with a palm strike.
“No one is allowed to take him anywhere,” Edgar asserted coldly.
“Edgar, how shameless can you be to attack Jagoan when he’s unconscious? If you have any honor, you should face him when he’s awake!” Howard bellowed.
With a grim expression, Zion questioned Lachlan, “Old Mr. Dunn, why do you insist on making enemies of the Warriors Alliance? Are you aware of the consequences of such a decision? If you leave now, I will guarantee the Dunn family’s place in Jadeborough’s martial arts world. Otherwise, your family will soon cease to exist.”
Lachlan snorted in response. “Zion, as the president of the Warriors Alliance, how can you commit such a despicable act in front of so many of your peers? The four men you sent have already fled in defeat. And yet, you’re trying to take advantage of the situation to strike? Aren’t you ashamed of yourself?”
Zion’s brows furrowed. “Enough with your nonsense. I’m going to kill him today no matter what!”
The next moment, Zion suddenly released his aura and sent an oppressive force in Lachlan’s direction.
With no intention of backing down, Lachlan unleashed his own aura too.
“Disciples of the Dunn family, protect Mr. Chance at all costs!”
Upon receiving Lachlan’s order, the Dunn family men got into their fighting stance.
Thereafter, many members of the Warriors Alliance, including the Deragons’ men, descended upon the arena, turning it into a giant battlefield.
Tens of men unleashed their aura, staring down each other.
Nonetheless, in terms of strength, the Dunn family was at a significant disadvantage. If a fight were to break out, it was only a matter of time before they were defeated.
In fact, there was a possibility that the entire family would be wiped out in the battle.
Despite the bleak outlook, the Dunn family remained unfazed.