The first battle had ended.
[ 28th disciple, Chu Ming, it's your turn ]
The Elder announced from the podium, letting everyone know who was coming to challenge.
Chu Ming, a female disciple walked out of the group.
'Uff, who do I choose...'
She was dressed in a glittering purple robe and her looks weren't in any way inferior to any beautiful lady that Zhao Luo had seen while being a traveler.
But she looked nervous as hell after seeing Zu Pan losing that badly which caused her to lose all the confidence that she had gained after surviving the Open Battle.
While passing Zhao Luo, she unconsciously glanced at him with eyes that were asking for help but they were in no way directed at Zhao Luo.
'Hmm.'
Looking at her expression, Zhao Luo hurriedly moved his eyes at the disciples who were standing around Mite as Chu Ming walked away.
They were the last of the top hundred disciples.
