Not only was Ning Yan's clean victory over Chen Zhao, but also his attitude from beginning to end.

You're not as good at pretending as he is in the middle and third grades, right?

The ninth grade is already so arrogant, how can he really get to the level of refining the gods?!

Finally, someone couldn't hold it back anymore and shouted: "I can't fucking bear it anymore! I'll do the next one!"

"Don't grab it! Let me do it!"

"I am the eighth grade, and I have a heavy hand!"

However, there are still many people who are not in a hurry to take action.

Although Murong Fu is arrogant, he does have some real abilities. If nothing else, the fact that he can make the true energy leave the body based on his ninth-grade cultivation shows that he has a good inheritance.

Ordinary eighth-level warriors may not be his match.

Ning Yan mentally counted the number of people signing up in the audience and frowned slightly.

He knew that it was too late for him to participate in the competition. If he relied on fighting one battle at a time, he might not be able to catch up with the main competition, so he would have to find another way.

Why haven’t these eighth- and ninth-grade potential leeks made any move yet...

It seems that I have to work harder.

"A bunch of chickens and dogs, just rushing to die?"

The expressions of many people in the audience suddenly changed.

Reason? I just want to beat him to death!
Chapter completed!