us fighting spirit seemed to have lessened a bit." 。First Grade Class One, Dance Silk... 。"Wu Siteng's answer is much simpler." 。At the sound of her name, a flicker of surprise flashed in Ye Wu's eye...Compared to this last game, all the previous matches were just appetizers. 。And who could win this final match, undoubtedly would have the advantage in enrollment. 。Five minutes passed quickly. 。A gentle east wind from ancient times slowly walked out, followed by six others who filed out after him. 。Following closely behind the immortal Eastern Wind was none other than the Purgatory Douluo Qian Gu Qingfeng, who had just suffered a crushing defeat in the previous battle. 。The Eternal Wind was looking at Tang Wulin's eyes with fury, as if he wanted to spit fire. This was the first time in so many years that Xia Zēng had suffered such a serious injury. How could he not be angry On the other side of the Eternal Eastern Wind, naturally, Heavenly Phoenix Douluo Leng Yáo... 。Three Ultimate Douluo Stand Side by Sidetion.” 。After finishing his words, he nodded to Tang Wulin and turned to leave. 。Tang Wulin stared blankly at the retreating figure of His Majesty the Emperor, thinking to himself, "You're not adding...