Qiao Sang fell silent, and after a few seconds, she turned her head, her eyes filled with anticipation, and asked:
"Teacher, have you thought about who to send out first?"
Geta and a few others instantly focused all their attention on this.
"Does any of you want to go first?" Magee asked in return.
"Me!"
"I want to."
"And me!"
Several voices rang out at once.
The group exchanged silent glances, none backing down in their gaze.
Going first meant a guaranteed spot in the match, and the other two would depend on fate; no one wanted to come all this way for nothing.
Magee smiled slightly and said:
"Since everyone wants to participate, let's follow the school's rules. Merit takes precedence."
Merit? On hearing this, Qiao Sang's eyes brightened, and she straightened her back.
Just as she was about to boast about her past glorious combat achievements, Magee continued, "Report your points, everyone. The one with the highest will take the lead."
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