บท 646: Street Lamp Devil Magic

After class entered, everyone shot out like an arrow from a bow. The training grounds had never been more popular, and people were starting to fight for spots. At the same time, they had to train the mecha they were good at, and maintain their condition in preparation for the big battle.

Wang Zheng stayed till the last. He had many questions that he wanted to ask Old Mentor, who had noticed him as well. He smiled. "Questions?"

"Teacher, I have a few." Wang Zheng said. There were only the 2 of them left.

"Oh? Speak." Old Mentor put down his book. His generation loved the old days, and preferred to write things out by hand rather than use the Skylink to record things.