Even.
Even the spectators around couldn't stand it anymore.
"How can an Undead Mage join the Hundred Cities League?"
"At the very least, bring a rare profession."
"Damn it, what's wrong with an Undead Mage? Have you forgotten the mysterious Undead Mage boss?"
"That Profound Armor Berserker on the opposite side is too arrogant!"
"Bro, I support you, beat that Profound Armor Berserker down!"
"It doesn't matter if we lose, after all, we are temporarily being countered!"
...
For a moment.
There were quite a few spectators supporting Lu Ran.
Wang Yan, hearing this, didn't feel ashamed, and even smugly raised his eyebrows.
Arrogantly said to Lu Ran, "Luck is also a part of strength!"
"Oh." Lu Ran casually replied.
Then.
The three-minute countdown ended.
The host shouted loudly, "Time's up, the match... begins!"
In an instant.
All the contestants on the arenas began to move simultaneously, seizing the initiative!
But the sixth arena was somewhat quiet.
