Xu Na was being held by her brother, unable to move, feeling indignant, she sent a message to Su Jiameng. The two teams met on a narrow path, what's the use of trash talking? Might as well settle it with fists! Their team overturned 19 teams yesterday, and today they can overturn these eyesores. The 20th victory can just be contributed by these five idiots (#‵′)凸!
"Everyone gathered?" Su Jiameng arrived just at the right time, right when Sals and K3 were at each other's throats, bullying the K3 squad for having fewer people, deliberately provoking them with a match. So, just a moment ago, Sals, who wanted to see the embarrassed expressions of the K3 members, was stunned, as if a breath was stuck in his throat, unable to swallow or spit it out, it was quite hilarious, "Start the match?"
Xu Na pointed at Sals, full of provocation, "They're the next opponents!"
Su Jiameng raised an eyebrow, "You can specify your opponents in a match?" Isn't it all randomly paired by the system?
