Feeling the crowd's gossip buzz, Logan raised his hand, ready to toss his phone into the stands.
"Don't you dare!" Victor roared. Behind him, the Nine-Headed Dragon had already poked out its heads, ready to intercept Logan's phone.
Seeing Victor's rage, a cold, hard look flashed across Logan's face.
"If you or your teammates dare abuse your opponents again, I guarantee that video will be tomorrow's headline," Logan's voice rang around the arena.
The trainees who were about to fight all looked up at him, their eyes full of respect.
Even the audience in the stands was shocked by Logan's words.
So Logan didn't barena out Victor's gossip video for personal gain—he did it to protect the other trainees fighting in the internal matches.
"This Logan is such a real man! I'm kind of into him!"
"Compared to Victor, Logan really feels more like a leader!"
"Everyone, hurry and make a group—I want to be the first admin of Logan's fan club!"
