Chapter 139 Enemy Meeting

"One!"

"Twelve!"

"Eight!"

"..."

A famous fighter came forward one after another, and numbers were reported one after another. From time to time, people who grabbed the same number became their opponents in the seventh round of the Wushu Club. These extracted numbers are not completely coherent from one to ten, but are freely written down ten numbers.

"blank? No numbers? I got it!"

It wasn't long before an ecstatic voice suddenly reverberated in front of the shed and immediately attracted all the eyes around it.

It was a handsome, white-faced, yellow-coated man with a slender body and a long sword at his waist. He looked...