About ten minutes later, a knock sounded at the door, and then, four students—two males and two females—walked into the office.
Seeing these people, Song Dongming showed no surprise, instead smiling and waving at them.
Upon seeing this, Wang Zhan curiously asked, "Dongming, do you know them?"
"Hmm, they're all third-year seniors, ranked in the top ten in the third-year ranking competition," Song Dongming responded with a smile and a nod.
As a rule, fourth-year students did not participate in college competitions, so each Academy would find its best third-year students to compete.
As for the team of Wang Zhan and the other two, they were clearly an exception.
Meanwhile, the four newcomers began to introduce themselves.
"Zhou Weiya, a level 7 Martial Artist, breaking the limit by 10%." He was a tall and sturdy man, standing at 1.9 meters.
Next to him was a somewhat frail man.
"Zhou Weiqing, a level 7 Martial Artist, just like Weiya, breaking the limit by about 10%."
