"Can someone help me?"
Jiang Weisheng's cry startled many people.
After all, he was the first person to request assistance during the competition.
The participants able to reach that stage were the cream of the crop, proud and confident.
None of them would bend their backs and ask for support.
However, the warrior cast his pride and asked for help.
The audience's expressions were odd.
Is he being serious? Why is he asking for help so openly?
Where is his face?
Come on, he's a talent from one of the eight dukedom families!
Just then, onboard the Jiang family's spacecraft—Jiang Weisheng's father, Jiang Hanfeng, and the universe stage warrior were speechless.
Bastard, this is embarrassing!
In the sky above the arena—
The one facing Wang Teng didn't give it too much thought.