Seeing Lu Lin standing there in a daze, Wang Jianfang hurriedly transmitted a message: "Lu Lin, what are you thinking? Hurry up and go on stage."
"Huh?"
"Oh."
"Okay."
Lu Lin agreed and instinctively teleported onto the stage.
Initially, it was just a reflex, and Lu Lin didn't think much of it.
But seeing this, the audience in the gymnasium, the judges, the college students, and some masters were all stunned. They couldn't believe Lu Lin had just teleported over.
For a moment, everyone collectively rubbed their eyes.
"Lu, Lu Lin classmate."
The Seventh Level warrior hosting the event on stage, seeing Lu Lin suddenly appear in front of him, was so nervous he sputtered his words.
Seeing Lu Lin reach out, he instinctively handed the microphone to Lu Lin.
"Hello everyone."
"I am Lu Lin, a freshman from Iron Blood Academy."
Lu Lin was naturally unfazed by the stage. Even if there were a hundred thousand people present, he wouldn't be afraid.
