'Even among those Eastern Martial Body guys who came last time, only one or two of them could fight at this level.'
"The guy Zhao Rui faced at the exchange meet, was he really at the Peak of Level Eight?"
Among the official team members, Gongye Lingchen's brow furrowed, and he couldn't help but ask the person next to him.
"I heard he's the strongest of his year. But during the match, it seemed like just as he was about to unleash his power, Zhao Rui surrendered."
Gongye Lingchen nodded silently.
'To be able to assess the situation and surrender in time, right before the opponent uses a Big Move... that's more than just simple caution.'
He felt he had underestimated Zhao Rui.
He wasn't the only one who thought so; the freshmen below the stage thought the same.
"Is Luo Min going easy on him?"
"Ge Wenlei couldn't have been holding back, right? As expected, anyone who gets in here must have a few tricks up their sleeve."
