"Niu" Liu Leyang gently gave a thumbs up to Li Kong from the stage and uttered a word without expression .
"Harm, that's all." Li Kong humbly waved his hand.
"Forty-five and sixty-eight, please come to the stage."
Fan Shin's voice came out again.
Zhao Qingyun, who had been waiting in agony, finally heard his name read out and walked up to the ring in no hurry.
Cadet number sixty-eight, who had already been waiting in the ring, instantly collapsed as soon as he saw that it was Zhao Qingyun who was on the stage with his excited face.
After all, Zhao Qingyun's strength was obvious to everyone, so his original fluke was instantly dashed.
But he still intended to try to see where the gap between himself and Zhao Qingyun was.
"Begin."
"Oh, won't you admit defeat?" Zhao Qingyun asked wit
