บท 134: The Feeling of Being Left Behind by the Times

No. 1 was a tall, handsome-looking youth. He stood up and proceeded to glide onto the stage.

"First year, Ji Zhengtian, abstruse martial state level four, please enlighten me." He looked at the practical party as he spoke, his eyes were somewhat proud.

He was very calm and confident in himself.

"Abstruse martial state level four?"

The practical party froze for a moment. The few people sitting at the very front glanced at each other and shook their heads, not wanting to go on.

"Don't look at me, I'm not interested in fighting such little rabbits."

"… I'm not going up."

"…"

At this moment, a bulky man grinned. "If you guys don't want to go up, then I'll go."

He jumped heavily onto the stage and said, "William, abstruse martial state level three."

Abstruse martial state level three against abstruse martial state level four?

Several freshmen at Federal University frowned slightly.