Elder Qingfeng sat back on the elder seat, and an old man in a white robe stood up next to him, holding a roster in his hand.
"Number 1 and Number 2 come to the stage to fight!" the white-robed elder shouted. The two men in the front row of Ye Qingyang stood up. One was wearing a white robe and the other was wearing a green robe. The man in the white robe looked extremely gentle and walked up to the stage. The green-robed man looked condescending, as if he was very disdainful of the white-robed man.
"Report your name." The elder with the roster in his hand asked.
"Bai Wu," the white-robed man bowed to the elder seat and said.
"Zhou Shen" the green-robed man said condescendingly, but he didn't say anything more.
The elder frowned and wrote down his name. He nodded to Elder Qingfeng.
"The competition begins!" Elder Qingfeng shouted.
The students on the viewing platform drank and became excited.
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