Chapter 1100: Killing is About to Begin

All the Hansworth martial artists were being targeted by western martial artists. This seemed to have become a tradition.

On the 11th arena.

The youth group's ten arenas were numbered from 11 to 20.

"I'm going to fight ten matches today!" The little fool stood on 11th arena with his hands on his hips and shouted.

The rules of the Global Martial Artist Summit were that each participant could only enter the arena once. There was no limit to the number of matches.

As long as you were strong enough and could not be defeated in the arena, you could continue fighting without limit and earn as many points as you wanted.

Soon, someone stepped onto the 11th arena.

A western martial artist with blonde hair and blue eyes held a thick and heavy sword that weighed more than a hundred pounds. His brows were filled with arrogance as he spoke in the Alpha Empire language. "Alpha Empire, Harold Corey."

"What?"