"Damn it!"
Luo shuihan's face darkened.
The Son of God, on the other hand, was expressionless.
"Good job, Junior Brother!"
After Lu Ming returned to the grandstand, Tian Chui laughed heartily.
After that, the competition continued.
This round was much more intense than the first round. Many people had obtained points and would not give up easily unless they encountered the top ten geniuses. Only then would they admit defeat.
One match after another.
Without a doubt, the top ten geniuses had admitted defeat without even making a move.
In this round, Xue ningxin's luck was not good. She had met Wang Jian, one of the top ten geniuses, and had no choice but to admit defeat.
As for Tian Chui, his luck wasn't bad. He had met another person of the same rank and defeated his opponent, obtaining two points.
