"Combat Power seventy-eight, that's a very promising number, young man, you're quite good. You still have one more chance, do you want to try?" the elder spoke to the young man.
The young man smiled slightly, showing a set of white teeth, and said, "This was already my strongest attack. Even if I perform it again, it will have the same effect."
"Very well, you can advance directly. I hope you continue to perform well, King Zhao will greatly favor those with excellent talent. Next!" the elder exclaimed.
The young man then stepped down from the arena, and many people below looked at him, their eyes filled with envy, jealousy, and disdain. A black coal head qualifying to compete for Princess Qingyou was simply overestimating himself, this was what most people thought.
