From now on, we are.
I believe that if the six of us charge at Samjae without discussing any strategy, we will surely be defeated.
Asking Samjae to step aside while we discuss tactics is a ridiculous situation.
I just rambled on.
“... If the six of us do not help each other, it will just be a fight where we face Samjae one-on-one and get picked off one by one. Isn’t that right?”
“That’s true.”
The allies participating in the martial arts competition looked at me, and the sect leader and Cheonak listened to my words.
“If that happens, it will only end up being a fight to drain Samjae’s strength and internal energy, and then Samjae will decide who is the best in the world. This fight cannot go that way. Regardless, a competition is a competition. If the six of us lose to just two, it wouldn’t be strange for us to retire. It would be quite shameful.”
The eldest brother nodded.
“Right.”
Cheonak, who would be fighting against us, smiled and said to me, “You’re right. Come up with a broad strategy. How can we defeat the two of them?”
I looked at Dongsagye, the eldest brother, Baekui Seonsaeng, Gongson Sim, and Hyul Gyoju.