Ah?
Zhao Enquan was dumbfounded.
The other nine who heard the conversation between Lin Yi and Zhao Enquan were also stunned.
An instant cast, seemingly without ballistic limitation, a skill that could obliterate the opponent with the snap of a finger.
Is it a basic attack type skill without any restrictions or costs?!
Damn!
It's too defying!
How can other professionals play?
Thud thud!
The door of the lounge was knocked again.
Several people in the tournament organizing committee uniforms, with work badges, pushed the door open and entered.
The leader looked at Lin Yi and spoke: "Contestant Lin Yi, there's a middle bracket contestant who has once again initiated a mandatory battle against you."
"According to the tournament rules, you have 20 minutes of rest time, please follow us for pre-match inspection procedures in 10 minutes."
After speaking, the staff members nodded at Zhao Enquan and left.
