"This truly is a magical match! There's a clear gulf in the difference between the squadrons, yet his supporters are still numerous. I hope that Wang Zhong is able to grasp hold of this opportunity!" Chen Yu'er pumped her fist.
However, a dream was in all, a dream. Tianjing's fielded members " Wang Zhong, Grai, Barran. The first 3 were understandable. However, the last 2 of Colby… and Ma Dong...
At this moment, Ma Dong was looking around in an exceedingly satisfied manner. Dressed in a striking white outfit. What the fuck! Never did he expect to have a day where he would be sent into combat, what more in the quarterfinals! His ancestors must really be praying for him! Now, no one in the whole world would not forget about how handsome he was!