Chương 1101: The Judgement Council

Hansworth's martial artists occupied all the arenas, and no one survived if they made a move.

The entire Martial Artist Summit fell into a brief silence.

On the northern platform of the summit, the representatives of the hundred countries were present.

A middle-aged man suddenly stood up from the 31st seat. His expression was extremely ugly. He shouted, "I protest against today's summit. I also strongly condemn the Hansworth martial artist delegation."

"Tell me more!"

In the spectator seats, Braydon Neal was seated down calmly. The corners of his lips curled up slightly as he looked indifferently at the high platform.

Swoosh!

All the martial artists present were focused on him.

The middle-aged man was called Sarochet. He looked at Haven Downing, then at Jaziel Sherman, Lior Neal, and the others.

He was a little confused.

He was the first to step forward and make things difficult for Hansworth.