At the same time.
In front of the Grinder.
Tang Feng's brow was furrowed tightly. The situation was becoming more and more dire.
"There are so many middle-ranked martial artists here…is there a war about to start?
He had only just killed four middle-rank martial artists to give his students the opportunity to accumulate more experience.
The situation was worsening nevertheless. Rank-4 and 5 martial artists could not hold a candle to Tang Feng, naturally, but the Catacombs martial artists outnumbered the martial artists in Hope City. Some of the powerhouses from the Catacombs had already noticed him killing those few middle-ranked martial artists.
Tang Feng turned to look at the students teaming up against several Rank-3 martial artists. He suddenly yelled, "Finish them off quickly!"
These new Rank-3 students were still a little too inexperienced.