Chapter 2302: The Final Poison

Thunk! A few people leaped onto the arena, standing side by side. Michael Leach stood in the middle, gazing indifferently at Taicang Long.

"Hope you don't get poisoned by them!" Taicang said with a mischievous grin.

The members of the Purple Mystic Sect held their breath. They stared at the porcelain bottles in their hands, their faces tense. With so many bottles, not all could contain enhancement pills. Surely, some had useless or poisonous ones... But having chosen to stand here,...