The Falcon commandos panted and looked in the direction of Longyaochen. From Xia Yu's face, they knew that they had all passed. However, they did not see any admiration from Longyaochen. It was inevitable that the commandos, whose body and spirit had almost reached their limit, would be slightly disappointed this week.

Longyaochen glanced at the crowd, stood straightened up slowly, his hands copied in his camouflage pants, and a pair of eagles looked at the crowd coldly and quietly, slowly questioning, "Are you waiting for my praise?"

His words fell, inexplicable, all the people's hearts were awe-inspiring, each stand upright and answer in chorus: "No!"

"No?" Longyaochen sniffed coldly....