The seventh person...

The eighth person...

The ninth person...

The answers of nine people were surprisingly consistent, and there was no thought or pause in the middle.

Ye Chong was too lazy to look at the big screen, so he cursed "I'm so stupid" and then closed his eyes.

If you look upset, then don't look.

In fact, he now has a strong impulse in his heart, hoping that he can get on the ring as soon as possible, use his strong strength to prove himself and defend his dignity.

Otherwise, it would be too frustrating to step on the horse.

This impulse made him a little impatient, and he couldn't even wait for a minute or a second.

Speaking of which, after such a long period of rest and adjustment, his body has reached a perfect state.

Especially his right calf, he couldn't help but tremble, as if he could no longer help but get out of the bandage and show its power and power.

"I really want to fight.

It doesn't matter who it is.

I am now at the peak of high fighting spirit. If I don’t fight, I will suffocate myself to death.

But, be stable.

Now there are only two people who are likely to become their opponents.

One is Michonen, a little girl with dreadlocks, and the other is a little yellow-haired king leopard gun.

One is a deserted warrior and the other is a scattered warrior.

In other words, these two people are real practical experts, with extremely rich combat experience and very similar to my situation.

If I can't hold on and reveal my flaws, I may lose the initiative and become the target of the other party's tyranny.

All right.

Don't worry.

hey-hey.

No matter who it is, I will knock you down.”
Chapter completed!