บท 197: Can He Fly to the High Heavens?

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Thousands of crystal eyes hidden in various parts of the Yellow Wind Ridge started up, providing a clear shot of each and every corner.

The campus which used to be hustling and bustling was now utterly silent.

Everyone was logged into the Wasteland Battle Network through the crystal processors to watch the match live.

"Hurry up, the match is about to start! 1 vs 2000, Li Yao is definitely going to be trampled upon, devastated, hung up and beaten!"

Whether they were in a dormitory, classroom, canteen, or playground, all of the students on campus had formed groups of two or three so that their heads were leaning against each as they waited for the match to start with bated breath.

Meanwhile, 200 of the strongest experts of the Combat Department, under the leadership of the Iron Fist Club's President, Hua Tianxiong, and the Chaos Edge Hall's President, Xu Ge, were watching their younger brothers compete together in the auditorium of the Combat Department.