Upon seeing the expressions of the F6 members, QI Shaoqiu immediately knew that he had to strike while the iron was hot.
Instead of trying to persuade them, he just picked up the phone and dialed a number.
Soon the call came through, and Qhi Shaoqiu said, "Old Li, help me sign up for the team battle right away, I'm pulling up a team myself."
The F6 members all looked over.
Qhi Shaoqiu paused for a moment, waiting for the other party to finish speaking, then continued, "Right, right. They're all temporary participants and don't have armor, so please ask the clubhouse to help lend out a few suits. Also, my iron-coated miaodao are still there, right? I remember there are seven of them.
"They're all there, then?" Qi Shaoqiu's expression grew happier and happier. "Good, I expect to be there tomorrow afternoon, please arrange a room for us to practice, and if possible, it would be best to ask a few brothers to practice a few games against my friends.
