What's the point of conceding with words now?
It'll only make people look down on you.
Many of the participating students thought this way.
Yet no one interrupted Lu Lin.
"I just want to say, during the selection later, please aim at me."
"By all means, don't hold back, or even if I defeat you, I'll spit on you and say: Loser, is that all? Haha…"
Lu Lin's expression was calm.
But the students who heard him exploded like powder kegs.
"You're talking shit, wait till the selection and you'll see who the real 'loser' is."
"Arrogant, so fucking arrogant! Brothers, when it starts, don't say anything, just take down this show-off."
"Damn! A real man faces challenges head-on, no one steal Lu Lin from me."
"Come on, place bets, who bets Lu Lin lasts ten seconds, who bets fifteen seconds, who bets thirty seconds… Oh well, no one raising hands then."
"Kid, you're wild enough, but to be wild, you need the capital, I, Long Aotian, will test your skills later."
