More importantly, no one was willing to be the one to rush in. It was obvious that the first person to go would be used as a human shield by those behind them, leaving no path for retreat—only death.
"Let someone who is confident in their strength and recognized by everyone else go in first. The best plan is for them to tie up Fang Zhou for ten or so seconds, buying time for the rest of us to get in," a student finally proposed, offering a relatively sound plan.
However, no one who fit the bill stepped forward. Everyone was weighing their own strength and considering whether the risk was worth it.
"I'll do it." A Combat Professional with two single-handed swords hanging at his waist slowly stepped forward. His voice was steady, filled with undeniable confidence. "I've long heard of your renowned reputation, Fang Zhou. Today, I'd like to test your skills for myself."
As Wei Beifeng stepped forward, the crowd immediately began to murmur.
